i was walking down a street around my building the other day and what do i see?? a popeye's about to open! yay! fried chicken is to me as donut is to policeman.

there's so much snow/ice/slush outside. it's like god pooed all over boston last night.

so i'm sitting here trying to write my intro when i hear tires screeching outside and the sound of a car hitting the curb. i thought "drunk people out driving at 3 in the morning...tsk tsk" and look out my window. well, there's a van sitting there and the driver is moving a lot. i can't tell if s/he's really happy or mad or whatever, but whoever it is is doing some heavy duty emoting.
then after a short while, the driver moves over to the passenger seat. so at this point i'm thinking either they're really frisky or someone's getting strangled.
well, it turns out to be anger and not horniness that drives this van to be rocking next to the curb at 3am: driver moves back to driver's seat, sniffles into tissue and passenger gets kicked out of van. screaming match ensues. i can't make anything out except "shut up."
eventually things calm down and passenger is allowed back into van, except i guess he can't close the door. big dude gets out of back of van and helps passenger close door. then driver moves to the back and big dude takes the driver's seat.
as big dude tries to close his door, the inside of it falls off. he tries to put it back on but alas, it is not to be. he then holds on to the inside while closing the exterior. he starts engine a couple of times and they drive off.
moral of story: someone needs to get a new van.

if you eat tacos sitting on the curb in the taco bell parking lot (because their air-conditioning is too high), and you're sweaty and tired from moving and furniture shopping, passerbys will give you dirty looks like you snuck into their country illegally and are now overstepping your rights by eating their all-american tacos.

can't believe i never saw this before:

well i can't upload photos cuz my computer's on crack.

2 cases of bird flu reported in florida

case #1
case #2

the hallway of my dorm tends to take on a variety of pungent odors depending on the day. in the past it's smelled like b.o., dirty feet, pee, and barf. today it smells like fart.

well, last class came and went. now i just have to turn in the final draft for my proposal. i think one of my discussion leaders got bored reading my 2nd draft. he filled in some of my letters with red ink...example on right:
i wanted to unwind a little by watching some marmalade boy, but i fell asleep while watching it and woke up with a crick in my neck and a drool stain on my shirt.

i got a monthly subway pass today and it feels soooooooooooo liberating to not have to make sure i always have at least 2 tokens with me.
in other subway news... there's this smoothie stand in the t-station and since everything's made from fresh fruits, i thought i'd try one. not only did the smoothie suck (perhaps it was just what i chose, or perhaps it was the peach that ruined it cuz that peach didn't look too happy cuz the girl behind me couldn't stop talking about the one she had last time), the guy is seriously psychotic. he gives you this really intense look like he's shooting laser beams into your head, and when he was about to toss the papaya into the blender, he held it out to me, flourished his hand over it and was all "look at this, full of anti-oxidants" and waited for a response. that's great and all, but really, what do you say to that... i wasn't sure what to say, so i just said "uh, great." i think he was disappointed with my lack of enthusiasm...

a random sighting at the law school.

according to the doc, when i twisted my foot, my peroneus brevis pulled really hard, causing a comminuted, non-displaced avulsion at the back of my right 5th matatarsal. i.e. a chunk of bone got pulled out. so now i have to wear a really ugly shoe for a couple of weeks until it heals. bah.

i have a "sports injury" from standing. i was waiting outside au bon pain today and when i shifted i stepped on the handicap ramp and twisted my foot. now it looks like it's pregnant and about to spawn something blue. that and it _hurts_ and i have to hobble around like a gimp. i blame this on my sis since i would not have been standing there had she not decided to come into town tonight.

this is for heather, because it's got her 3 favorite things: kitten, hen, crazy japanese narration.

i like it when i sit in a hard chair that doesn't have any give and i lean back and slouch down so all my weight is on my shoulder blades and tail bone and my spine pops. it makes my back fall down just a teensy weensy bit. i like that.