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The Profile

Age. 36
Gender. Female
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
Location Altadena, CA
School. Other
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The World

The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:


Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
My hero(s)
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER

Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
The Schedule
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Looking Backwards
Wild Swans
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Geomorphology
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
Cube Route
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
New Moon
Breaking Dawn
Armageddon's Children
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
Crucial Conversations
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
Dandelion Wine
To Sir, With Love
London Calling
Watership Down
The Invisible
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Host
The Hunger Games
Catching Fire
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Help
Zion Andrews
The Unit
Quantum Brain
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
Memento Nora
The Name of the Wind
The Terror
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Libyan Sands
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Calculating God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Martian
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre � la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
Red Mars
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye
A Gentleman in Russia
The Fatal Conceit: The Errors of Socialism
Seneca: Letters from a Stoic
The Juanes Module

Juanes just needed his own mod. Who can disagree.
A lot of swearing
Thursday. 2.1.07 5:21 pm
Be it extremely emotional, controversial, messed up, or whatever, this entry has been password protected.

If you know it, enter it; or, ask me for it.

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ZZzzzzZZz-Class Asteroids
Wednesday. 1.31.07 9:09 pm
Today I spent more than 12 hours at school. And believe it or not, I was doing work the entire time. Well. Almost the whole time. I went to the library after lunch and did some work for la vida secreta, then I went upstairs to collect some reading material. And then I started researching my project for Asteroids and Meteors class. And then I fell asleep right in the middle of Solar System Dynamics, right there on the "Secular Resonance" page. I mean, I actually physically fell asleep on it. I have no idea how long I was asleep. Hopefully less than 10 minutes. I haven't physcially fallen asleep on a book since AP Bio junior year of high school! And there was that one time I fell asleep on the keyboard... kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk for seriously 57 pages. haha.

One time I fell asleep at the computer, saved my work under a name like, "whimeish", turned off all the lights in the basement, walked up two flights of stairs, and fell asleep in my bed. Ah, high school, the good ol' sleepwalking days of yore.

My advisor wants me to keep taking the 4 classes I'm currently taking instead of dropping to three. Which wouldn't be so bad except for that I'm also auditing his Antartic Dry Valleys class on Monday afternoons as well as trying to keep up with la vida secreta (aka: having a hobby). Looks like my entries on Nutang might suffer a little bit in the upcoming months. I haven't had this much class-time since high school. And we all know how that turned out.

After my little nap I did a 4-hour derivation for Inverse Theory (with some help from an awesome book, thank goodness). Man, it was exhilarating, my mind didn't wander once that whole time. I actually felt like the stuff I learned in linear algebra was useful. And that I actually remembered it despite struggling through that class and taking it more than three years ago. I just love getting to the end of a derivation, and putting a little check mark next to the final answer. MmmmMm no check-mark so satisfying as that one. It's like the bars at the end of a proof- you want to write "//!!!!!", but the slash marks themselves are so satisfyingly understated. Ah, I like geophysics. SOOO much better than Asteroids and Meteors, like the most boring class in the entire universe. Who cares about asteroids, seriously? I've invented a new asteroid class, wanna hear about it? It's called "ZZzzzZZZzzz". Seriously. They just float about boringly in space, doing nothing, and someday one will come and smash into the Earth and wipe out ~96% of all living things. At that time, learning about them will be kind of pointless. YAWN. This is seriously the second time the desire to sleep came upon me so powerfully in the last week... and the second time I've been doing A&M homework.

I went back to the office from the library and it was around 8pm... I walked around in the darkness inside, thinking about how in just a few months this office had become my den of home and work. How many hours had I already spent locked in solitary study inside these walls? And how many more lie ahead? But you know, when you're working furiously for hours and hours in the library or the seafloor-lab, you aren't really alone. All the world... the solar system... the Universe! is in there with you.

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Blows my mind...
Tuesday. 1.30.07 9:06 am
Woah.... I wonder if he called himself eminem because it sounds like M&M and his name is Marshall Mathers.

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Got this link from LazyPuppy
Monday. 1.29.07 11:01 pm
So I'm a moron and I've fiddled with this HTML code for like 7 minutes and I can't get it to show up. So you'll have to highlight it. In other news about how Zanzibar is an idiot, I will tell you about the lovely tale of when Zanzibar was making herself some macaroni and she was draining the noodles and she was holding the collander with her thumb on the rim and her palm along the bowl for stability, because she didn't want to put it down in the sink. So then she pours the boiling water into the collander, only to come to the realization that it's a fucking sieve and she's basically pouring boiling water straight onto her hand! Boohoo, moron!

Freak- INFJ
26% Extraversion, 60% Intuition, 40% Thinking, 60% Judging
Well, well, well. How did someone like you end up with the least common personality type of them all? In a group of 100 Americans, only 0.5 others would be just like you. You really are one of a kind... In fact, I do believe that that's one of the definitions for the word "FREAK."

Freak's not such a bad word to describe you actually.

You are deep, complex, secretive and extremely difficult to understand. If that doesn't scream "Freak!" I don't know what does. No-one actually knows the REAL you, do they?

You probably have deep interests in creative expression as well as issues of spirituality and human development.

You've probably even been called a "psychic" before, because of your uncanny knack to understand and "read" people without quite knowing how you do it. Don't fret. You're not actually psychic. That would make you special and you'll never accomplish that.

You're also quite possible the most emotional of them all, so don't take this all too hard. Nevertheless you most definitely have the strangest personality type and that's not necessarily a good thing.


My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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You scored higher than 99% on Intuition

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You scored higher than 99% on Thinking

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You scored higher than 99% on Judging
Link: The Brutally Honest Personality Test written by UltimateMaster on OkCupid, home of the The Dating Persona Test

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Sunday. 1.28.07 2:34 pm
Today I went to the library all day to do secret activities. You know how they always say, "Welcome to college. Sleep, a social life, good grades: choose two."

In college I definitely chose a social life and good grades. Seems like in graduate school I've been choosing good grades and sleep. Towards the end of the semester, sleep goes, too. Maybe in graduate school you only get to pick one and half.

I've also been surfing Amazon to see if they have the books I need. Man, books are so expensive. I wonder how much my CFD books cost.... I was spoiled by last semester when I only had to buy one paperback.

I should have gone to Notre Dame where they would have given me four grand for whatever the hell I desired. But then the winter would have been overpowering, I think. When I think of Notre Dame I think of aging buildings, icy wind, and the whole campus overshadowed by the great bronze statue of Christopher Columbus, WATCHING US. And I also think of boxing leperchauns, of course.

ANYWAY, on the way home from the library I was driving along and I spied with my good eye a band of emo kids crossing the street ahead. Ok, so these weren't the stylish, adorable mopey Cali emo kids who form emotionally-charged suburban garage bands and are a danger to themselves but not others. These were the dirty, punky, bad-smelling, slightly-gothically dressed emo-haired kids of the greater Northeast that I'm still trying to figure out. They had decided upon this jaywalking escapade in front of my car because they had seen that on the other side of the street someone had dropped a large number of bagels on the sidewalk. I don't know exactly what had happened because many of the bagels were completely smashed into crumbs and some of them looked perfect, untouched tori of bagelerific perfection. But that was only in shape: all of them looked very dirty. They were spread across the sidewalk like someone had shot them at it with a bagel cannon from a third floor window.
("had shot them at it", I bet that would be a difficult construction for a non-english speaker)
The punk kids ran over and started grabbing the bagels wildly off the sidewalk. They examined each one feverishly, stacking them up in their arms, casting away one when they found a better looking replacement... the cast away bagel would immediately be snatched by another person..... until almost all the bagels were taken and the emo kids started to run away with their bounty.

Ok. So last I heard, the emo kids of the Noreast are not starving. Last I heard, punk kids still had shelter and probably parents and enough money to buy hair dye. SO WHY THE LOOTING OF THE FALLEN BREAD???? I mean, I know Seth's hippie roommates periodically go through the dumpster out the back of the bakery and eat rolls and muffins that they just threw out.... that's pretty disgusting and those rolls were just in a case waiting to be sold and are still wrapped in plastic. And those girls are hippies, you expect them to do things like that! I did not expect that from the punk kids. Do they have a gigantic squirrel they're trying to keep alive in their garage? That is the only thing I can think of that would warrant such behavior.


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My shower is like x(sinx)
Saturday. 1.27.07 4:46 pm
My shower seems to have absolutely no powers of temperature regulation. I never know whether its drastic oscillations in temperature are due to some intrinsic shower failure, or if it is due to my roommates turning on and off the sink and the showers and toilets in other parts of the house.

So whenever I'm in the shower and the temperature changes I always imagine my roommate, hunched over the sink tap, laughing maniacally as he switches off and on the knobs at will. If were to draw a graph showing the magnitude of temperature change as a function of time in the shower, this would be kind of what it would look like, only not quite so regular in time step:

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Earl Boykins n' Me
Saturday. 1.27.07 1:02 pm
Another lazy Saturday. I've decided to organize my room and finances today. In addition to doing all my homework for the entire upcoming week. No point in doing work on weekdays. That would take away from my surfing Nutang and Deviant Art time. Nobody wants that.

I've determined that I've been gaining weight. Or at least, I gained some over Christmas and I haven't lost any of it. This is all according to the bathroom scale. I used to be the same height and weight as my favorite NBA player Earl Boykins, but alas, no more. I mean, come on!! What is the point of not gaining weight if it's the middle of winter and I'm cold and I need warm and tasty food and I can't go outside and I wear a parka every day!! Besides, some things about gaining weight ain't so bad. ("We're going to turn those mosquito bites into juicy juicy mangoes!")

Me, at the weight of Earl Boykins:

Earl himself, who holds the NBA record for most points scored in OT:

Aight, better get back down to Earl Boykins' weight soon. I like to call it my "fighting weight". This is where the running track and the playing mad DDR would usually come in, but presently I can do neither. :(

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it is Sofa King cold
Friday. 1.26.07 8:11 am
I was going to write about how FREAKING COLD IT IS HERE. O.M.G. I was also kind of thinking about writing about my first computational fluid dynamics class today, or, as my prof calls it "CFD" which he says stands for either "Colorful Fluid Dynamics" or "Currently False Data", to describe what other fluids guys think of CFDers and their fancy graphs and simulations.

But mostly about how it is SO COLD. This isn't any ordinary cold, like one might get in the perfect state of Colorado, where the sun is actually hot. It's been around 9 degrees all day... it's still 9 degrees. With wind chill, it's -8. I've been living in LA for the past four years, for crying out loud. Even when you are inside and warm, this cold still sits in your core, in your gut where you feel emotions like fear. Maybe that's why they call it "cold fear".

But instead of writing about either of these things...

I'm going to lie on my bed dramatically and listen to enya. Cause it's Friday, babayyy, and I do what I want!

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