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I did a little trim of my friends list – mostly inactive journals that haven't posted entries in a long while. Having a small flist of people I actually engage with makes me feel less like I'm shouting in the void here. If I deleted you in error, just let me know!

And it goes both ways: if you happen to see this and feel that my entries aren't your thing or that I haven't been a good commenter, etc., this is a reminder that I'll totally understand if you want to let me go.
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I started an entry and ducking - NO NOT DIVKING I HAYE MY PHONE - LJ app ate it and it is gone forever.

To sum up: the politest way I can describe this week is to call it an ass pimple upon the pockmarked globe of this word.

I did see Björk in concert which was fabulous.

But other than that

I stand by what I said.

Elena out.
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I've been home (the sweet, sweet suburbs of DC) for spring break a few days now, catching up on being a human (well-balanced meals!?) but still feeling latent anxiety about the past few weeks of school and preemptive anxiety about the weeks to come. Trying to just breathe and enjoy this time off with my family but I feel like there's this constant pressure on my chest making my heart race at a thousand miles a minute.

Part of the problem is I have so many unfinished projects at home (the film camera I keep meaning to use, the eternally looming Euro-Trip Scrapbook Endeavor, a billion recipes to make, a trillion unread books). I always have extravagant plans of finishing at least one of them, but my time at home usually zips by in a flash and before I know it I'm back at the train station and all I've accomplished is the viewing of a lot of bad television with my mom and not much else. I should probably take it easy on myself and lower my expectations for a scant week at home, but I feel like this is symptomatic of a larger problem I have with never finishing what I start. All I do is make endless to-do lists and never actually get around to to-doing. For instance, my great plans for a strict health/exercise/nutrition regimen of 2015 have amounted to me being at my heighest weight ever (essentially one large molecule of carbohydrate) with horrible skin. I'm so frustrated with myself for not being able to follow through on stuff that other people find so simple. I'm even behind on updating this journal, which is the lowest-pressure commitment imaginable.

Anyway, so that this entry is not just a whiny stream of consciousness, I pledge to myself the following: I will be productive tomorrow. I will do a little bit of schoolwork to prove to myself it's not an insurmountable task. I will pick one at-home project and, at the very least, start it. Upon my return to NY, I will make an actual gym plan and stick to it. I will cease to be on an all-burger diet.

Also I have done some actual fun things at home beyond being anxious and berating myself. I went to the National Gallery of Art and looked at some things. I got my parents hooked on House of Cards. My dad supports my odd new fountain pen obsession and gave me the fountain pen he used to use in the 70s. I had dinner with my friend Sydney, who goes to Georgetown Law (we commiserated). Things aren't so bad.
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In conjunction with one of my resolutions (to read an article every day), I've decided I'm going to start doing a biweekly links dump, just to save interesting bits and bobs that I've read.

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Got the idea to do a scrapbook from [livejournal.com profile] malinowy! Thank you for inspiring me to record things.



– scrapbook 2015 –




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“I've got a hangover"
"No, you hit your head on the floor"
"I can't stay. I've got to rescue that fool Sophie.”



When I was in Istanbul over spring break (yes, that is a thing that I did), I decided it would be an appropriate thing to reread Castle in the Air, given my environment. This of course led through rereading the entire Howl's Moving Castle series in fits and spurts over the last few weeks, as a result of which I am now drowning in a pool of Howl & Sophie feels and have no recourse but to make useless graphics. (See Exhibit A, above.) Maybe one day I'll make an accompanying fanmix. I did find a club version of Sospan Fach on Spotify, which was very interesting to say the least. (This will make absolutely no sense to people who have not read the book. To you, I say, get thee to a bookstore or iBooks or whatever you will and get to it immediately.)
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friends cut.


If you can see this, you were kept. I needed to tidy some things up. I got rid of dead journals, for the most part, but there are a few active people I cut as well. Generally, this means I don't feel like we know each other well or have anything in common. Comment here if you think I've made a mistake. And if you're one of the dead journals I cut and you decide to start writing again, please add me right back.
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