Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
Breather

I went from being lady of leisure to teasing the question: working to live or living to work... It's been a long week, some 20 hours after starting my new "career" at yet another retail despot. It's nice to be making a little money, even if I am spending very little time at home with the parents and even if I had to be surgically removed from my beloved TV. The ironic thing is that I work about 40' from a whole wall of television sets, but of course that is just enough to be out of earshot when Jeopardy comes on. The new best perk about an otherwise average and crumby retail job is one salesman named Greg Johnson. He's infernally hot, my mother agrees.

In all of the excitement, and by excitement I basically mean giving up all my time for something boring, I forgot to give Steve's new blog a shout out and do my part to send a little anonymous stranger voyeuristic traffic his way. He's aiding my post-pardom television separation depression by filling in the very important commentary on the latest installment of CBS's the Amazing Race. I might have to break out the old VHS to follow this season as this show above all others is the one I'd really like to be on. Yoshi and I discussed it on more than one occasion and given the chance, I think we should keep sending in our applications in hopes of traveling the world, getting by on charm, wit, and the international love and respect for things alcoholic. I think reality tv is really ready to have characters identified as 'debate partners' - and I think I am just the girl. If you haven't tuned in, it's awesome - imagine National Geographic meets scavenger hunt. The show pits together all different kinds of people and gives them little tasks and puzzles to do while racing all around the world. Thursday, tune in.

Season finale of Six Feet Under in 13 mins... I missed the last episode, so I'll have to fill in the blanks myself, but I am dying of curiosity to see what ever happened to missing Lisa when she simply vanished on the California coastline - I wouldn't mind losing myself for a while on the beaches of California. Such is life, it's my only "show" left of the spring season so I am anxious to see the resolve. Soon enough it'll be the new Sex and the City and I'll be whisked away to that magical imaginary New York. 21 days and counting until I am reunited with my girls: Carrie, Sam, Miranda, and Char. Ah the good old days.

I had the first roll of graduation pictures developed and I had them put on the Kodak picture disk. This is a great bargain for all of you old fashioned types out there who aren't willing to trade 35mm for pixels. The photos translate to digital very well and the disk includes a range of photoshop like editing tools to doctor up and crop your images. I plan to get them up on my blog (part of upgrading to pro is because this version supposedly supports photo images) or at least to my old crappy AOL homepage soon. I actually think it's about time to clear out the old web annals and completely start from scratch. Most of the photos and information dates back to my freshman year of college, what feels like a lifetime ago. So it's about time to clear out the old and put up some current stuff. As soon as I have a night off, I'll give it a go. Also on my to-do list are about six new rentals including things like Adaptation, The Secretary, and Spirited Away that I missed on the big screen. Stay tuned.
posted by lmjasinski at 8:03 PM