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Lisa
07 June 2011 @ 05:50 pm
This morning, I waited for the bus longer than I usually do: The bus was on time, but I'm used to having it come about 5 minutes early. When the bus got there, it hurtled up to me, as if it hadn't seen me, and stopped about 5 feet ahead of me so that I had to run. The driver apologized as I got on. So I almost missed a bus I'd waited for (right at the stop, too) for the better part of 10 minutes.

I get on the bus with my headphones on, and a lady starts pointing at my sweater. I'm confused, and a little dazed, so when she reaches out towards the buttons, I just watch her unbutton and rebutton the one button I'd done up... apparently I'd done my sweater up crooked. The rest of the bus ride is uneventful. I get off at my transfer point and walk to the second bus. 

As I'm waiting for the second bus to arrive, I look down at my sweater. It is still crookedly buttoned. Apparently I'd actually had it right the first time...
 
 
Lisa
20 April 2011 @ 03:53 pm

There is one thing I really want to celebrate now, and a few less important things that I guess I could celebrate too. Here they are, in a list, from most important to least important:

1. Being finished my undergrad thesis proposal
2. It's almost 420
3. Easter this weekend!

The only thing I really care about celebrating is being finished my thesis proposal, but I think I am going to very appropriately celebrate all 3, at the very same time, with

1. A double cheeseburger
2. A creme egg McFlurry.


 
 
Lisa
19 April 2011 @ 08:32 pm
Today was incredibly productive. 

I went to the gym. Admittedly, my workout was not as great as I'd hoped, which was likely due to the fact that I'd consumed caffeine and a teensy breakfast before going... not very helpful to my body while doing strenuous exercise. 

But I came back, started and finished studying for an exam, and made thesis proposal revisions. Also, my supervisor seems pleased with the thesis overall. 

For some reason, I thought this week would be stressful. But it's not, really. 

... I even had time to sort the recycling. Fantastic. 
 
 
Lisa
09 April 2011 @ 10:58 am
 I bought a 'There's No Place Bitchener than Kitchener' T shirt for my cousin. She lives in Calgary, and she's turning 18 soon, so if I mail it, I'm thinking it'll arrive around her birthday (or at least a little bit after it, but that's pretty good considering I wasn't planning on getting her anything. 

My cousin's sort of a hipster, and really I'm just indulging her hipster desires by buying her this shirt. I mean, the girl lives in Alberta. And she'll be wearing a shirt that refers to a midsize city in Ontario. I'm pretty sure people will often ask her where Kitchener is, or comment on her shirt, and she will be able to (truthfully) say "Whatever, you've probably never heard of it." 

That said, I think she's coming here for school next year, so having one of those T shirts is pretty appropriate, I think. 
 
 
Lisa
24 March 2011 @ 11:06 pm
In a discussion about the naming of things, and the idea that there is an ideal chair, somewhere, and each earthly chair is a terrible knockoff of the ideal. There was some discussion on whether changing what you call something changes the way you perceive it, or what it is. 

Laura: And like, (gestures) if I sat on the table, would it be a chair? 
Lisa: If you sat on the table, it'd collapse. ...It's really not a very sturdy table. 
 
 
 
Lisa
14 March 2011 @ 12:02 pm
Oh Tom Waits, whenever I think I'm getting tired of your music, I listen to another one of your albums, and I fall in love all over again.  
 
 
Lisa
07 March 2011 @ 04:31 pm
 The best play of our time: Arcadia by Tom Stoppard. 

My (current) favourite part of that play: 

"My mother's lent him her bicycle. Lending one's bicycle is a form of safe sex, possibly the safest there is. My mother is in a flutter about Bernard, and he's no fool. He gave her a first edition of Horace Walpole, and now she's lent him her bicycle." 
 
 
Lisa
09 February 2011 @ 12:11 pm
I fucking LOVE sour keys.  
 
 
Lisa
02 February 2011 @ 08:47 am
In light of the huge blizzard that has already incapacitated nearly half of North America, we were told that there was a very real chance that the university would be closed. 

I find it incredibly fitting that, while the University of Waterloo remains open, Laurier decided to close. 
 
 
Lisa
30 January 2011 @ 03:33 pm
 We were walking along a main street. We came up to a side street and started across. A car driving down the main street was turning right, and had to brake suddenly because he hadn't slowed down to make the turn. He honked at us. Following my gut, I turned towards the car, glared, and flipped the driver off. I could see that my companion (who was further away from the car than I was) had turned towards the car too. We kept walking. 

"What did you do just now with the car?" I asked. 

"Oh, I flipped him off." 

I guess the two of us are cut from the same cloth.