Sleepychameleon Hangout v.3

veekee’s new status message: still kind of squicked about donating blood :(danbalsam: “squicked“??? me: squicked

2:16 PM http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=squick

danbalsam: ok

me: on a more etymological level

it’s a portmanteau of “squeamish” and “ick”

2:17 PM danbalsam: “portmanteau”? what a vocab lesson i’m getting today

me: a word you get when you combine two words

2:18 PM http://www.answers.com/topic/portmanteau-new-word?cat=technology

the example that site gives, by the way, is a reference to Lewis Carroll’s Jabberwocky

which is full of portmanteau words

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if it makes you feel better, in my other gchat window i’ve used the word “boobtastic”

2:19 PM danbalsam: nice!

For the first time that I can remember, a complete stranger coming from a different direction sped up his gait in order to open and hold the door for me.

I’m not particularly dressed up, except perhaps for the fact that I have earrings in today.  I’ve got (THICK) glasses on.  I’m wearing jeans that are close to wearing out.  He wasn’t even really my type–neither athletic nor geeky.  Spiked hair, actually, and I saw the glint of an earring.  But he smiled back when I thanked him.

I appreciated the effort.  But I’m still confused.

And it’s not just because he’s kinda hot.

Samurai Jack Backgrounds at Mad About Cartoons.

Woke up this morning not wanting to get out of bed…result of a botched Morgan Lewis interview from yesterday. (And when I say botched, I mean really, really botched; details not forthcoming.)

But I had Con Law reading due, for which I’d specifically set the alarm to 5:30 am so that I could finish it.

One of my goals for this school year, besides getting into a regular workout schedule and consistently waking up early, was to eat healthy breakfasts before going to school. No more granola bars or Starburst grabbed on my way out. No more getting ravenous before 11:30.

But I really, really didn’t want out of bed.

In the end I compromised. I went and got yogurt so I could eat in bed.

However, the Con Law reading is still not done. Sigh.

A cute interaction with the elder Bush in China Law Blog:

Around four or five years ago, I was on a Seoul to San Francisco flight when President George HW Bush (the father) walked by. Everyone else was asleep so I called out to him. “President Bush,” I said. “President Bush.” “I was just reading an article about you.” He replied, “oh really, good or bad?” I started to answer when he leaned over and saw the article and remarked. “Oh, it’s by Fouad [Ajami], I like Fouad. Ohhhh, this article on Jim [That’s former Secetary of State, James Baker, to you readers, but apparently it’s “Jim” to former President Bush and me]. I heard about this article….. Jim didn’t like this article.” He then very graciously signed the article for me and moved on.

I went, “awwww” and then suddenly cringed–I’m not sure I would be able to recognize Bush if I saw him padding down the aisles….

I know I write these posts every few months here, but this year I seem to have a better grip on things than usual (as compared to my usual slipshod grasping at everything I want to accomplish). The difference? Clearer objectives as far as what (and how much/often/far) I want to go with projects.

This time, I’m looking at not having an obligation to post every so often–to only post when I do have something to say, no matter the length. This means that every once in a while there will be a Twitter-like once sentence entry (because, as someone said, sometimes experience can only be summed up in half-coherent thought) and hopefully I’ll have it together enough to post something more substantive every so often.

I’d written this a couple weeks ago, in thinking about coming back to blogging regularly in one venue or another: I’ve never been able to be any good at being anyone other than myself–and even then, not so good at that–so eclectic, slightly undisciplined, and spazzy is the way it’s gonna be. Thus the Hangout will probably start reflecting all the different facets of my persona, consistency be damned. Human beings are not consistent.

To that end, this blog might (still thinking on this one) become my personal news site–I’ll try and post updates as far as what’s happening, in the hopes of getting better at regularly updating people as to my whereabouts and whatabouts and also hopefully gaining a bit of perspective instead of constantly looking out at the world from the trenches of my daily life.
New goal/new outlet/new direction: onward, ho!