Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
I probably shouldn't complain about the weather.
Maybe I have reverse seasonal affective disorder.
I want it to rain.
I want it to be grey and cold, and I want to wear my brown scarf. I want to drink a hot pumpkin spice latte outside while smoking cloves, and I want to be cold. I want to wear my mittens that fold into gloves and hide out during a windstorm with pumpkin bread.
I miss the fall.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
...becoming a graduate student did not make "Physical Hydrology" by S. Lawrence Dingman more interesting.
This book was a required text for one of my undergrad classes. It is now a required text for one of my grad school classes. Judging by how the book creeeeeaked when I opened it, I didn't read it a whole lot the first time around.
As I am now an EXTREMELY DEDICATED grad student, I decided to actually do the reading. However, I have discovered I didn't not read this book because I was a lazy undergrad more interested in going to 80s Night than studying (well, not only), but because it is really, really boring. And I LOVE hydrology.
I was secretly hoping that the simple fact of becoming a graduate student would magically make all scientific literature not boring. Not true. A lot of it is interesting, but a lot of it is still boring. However, my AmeriCorps job did develop my sitting still being bored skills, which I think is an advantage in the reading boring scientific literature department.
In other news, the "hipster" (and by hipster, I mean as hipster as you get in Santa Barbara, that is to say, not very) coffee shop I am now frequenting is playing a really good 80s mix...oh, wait...there's 'Don't Stop Believin'!'. Never mind.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
No, California! I will not conform! I will continue to order complicated coffee drinks! I don't want a medium latte. I want a 16 oz triple vanilla americano iced with a little bit of room for cream. Also, most of your coffee isn't that great. Boo, California, boo.