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The Profile

Age. 37
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.
Young Republicans
Friday. 9.11.09 12:07 am
He's a Brown grad, the founder of the one conservative newspaper at an overwhelmingly liberal school. He's wearing a suit. In the years since graduation he's been writing news stories for a local right-leaning paper in New Hampshire. Over the summer he's been doing a little grant-writing for a conservative think-tank in Rhode Island. He wants me to meet so-and-so, important person this-and-that.

I think about this rich old lady I once waited upon at a fundraiser who said that all the Young Republicans were clones.

I ask him what kind of writing he'd really like to do if he could do anything. I ask him if he's ever considered writing a novel. He has. I'm interested. About what? He's hesitant, then he answers that it would be a sci-fi novel. He's heard about several ways that the planet could be completely destroyed. He's not sure about the scientific basis of it all, but he heard that an errant black hole could wander into the solar system and suck up the Earth. He'd like to write a novel about that scenario, and how everyone would react to the news that they only had a short time before they got sucked into the black hole. He brings up "The Plague" by Camus, which was one of my favorite required readings in high school. Instead of everyone being trapped inside a walled city, it would be like everyone was trapped inside the Earth. He'd write about the chaos that ensued and all the different reactions that people would have.

I'm hooked.

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First Day of School!
Wednesday. 9.9.09 9:14 am
First Day of School!!

... I guess I'll fill in what happened after I get back. It probably won't be much different than usual seeing as I haven't any classes this semester.

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Better Faster Stronger
Monday. 9.7.09 10:11 am
Angle and I went down to the track to go running at 8. Afterwards we threw the pigskin around and finally went to play on the jungle gym. I was telling her how sad I was that I could no longer do the gymnast mount on the bars and as I was telling her I did it easily. WHAT?!? I was somehow under the impression that my strength and agility had retired itself, had been going slowly downhill since I was in high school... turns out that I lost about 12 pounds since the beginning of June and it's a lot easier to pull yourself up onto things if you're 12 pounds lighter.

In light of this discovery, I've decided that at my age I have the ability to be the fastest, strongest, most agile and best looking version of myself that I will ever be. It would certainly be a shame if I squandered this time not being in shape. Then again, my professor has just assured me that no matter what I eat, I will lose 20 pounds in Antarctica from shivering alone. At this point I don't think I have 20 pounds to lose, so I might have to have a bowl of ice cream.

Ice cream, here I come!

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Saturday. 9.5.09 2:35 pm
I spent the morning sleeping in my soft yellow bed while the summer sunlight streamed through the window and the breeze carried the sounds of Americans laughing.

I ate spaghetti and ice cream for brunch. With no responsibilities and no plans, I settled on the futon to read about the adventures of the rabbits of Watership Down for several hours while the whooping and hollering of the boys next door rose and fell like the lapping of lake water on a dock.

What a feeling, to be young and free.

What a feeling, to be unencumbered by responsibilities.

What a feeling, to do nothing because you have nothing to do.

In the depths of dark velvet space, the planet is hurtling 67,000 mph towards winter.

But here in vicinity of my house it is a warm and lazy summer day.

To be, in the grass, in the peacefullest time,
Without that monument of cat,
The cat forgotten in the moon;

And to feel that the light is a rabbit-light,
In which everything is meant for you
And nothing need be explained.

--Wallace Stevens

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Fiesta Fiesta
Thursday. 9.3.09 9:05 am
Tonight is the Fiesta Party, the party where we welcome the new geology grad students to Brown at the end of the school-sponsored orientation.

But this year, it's at MY house.

Yep. That means it's going to be awesome. I mean, both of my parents are awesome at throwing parties. I have throwing parties in my genes. I also have party-jeans. We have a black light. We have hours worth of wild latin music. We have enchiladas out the wazoo. Tiki-torches. Twinkle lights. Streamers. Tablecloths. An inflatable cactus. Life-size mariachi clings for the walls. We're expecting around 50-60 people in my tiny apartment. We invited the neighbors.

It's a good thing my insurance company "enhanced" my renters insurance...

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Pizza Delivery Woman to the Stars
Saturday. 8.29.09 4:01 pm
Near my middle school there is a large property where it is said that the guy who owns Pepsi lives. The complex consists of five separate houses, including a boat house, a pool house, a guest house, etc. It is set on a parcel of land so large that it is difficult to even see the main house from the road. At the gate there is a little plaque that reads, "Private Property: No Trespassing. For Deliveries, Ring Bell". When I was a kid we'd always talk about how some day we'd be pizza delivery guys and we could deliver pizza to that house.

Yeah, it seems weird looking back that we didn't say that someday we'd live in a house like that, or that we'd be invited over to that house as guests or anything, just that we'd be pretty pumped to someday deliver pizza there.

I've had some similar experiences since. One time we went to a fundraiser for our university at a highrise apartment in downtown Houston, and the whole time I was there I could only think, "I've helped cater events like these...." I was treated with professional detachment by the catering staff, who were just my age. I wanted to take them aside and give them a wink and say, "Don't worry, guys, I'm actually one of you!"

Today I went down to Little Compton with my friend to check out her parents' summer house down there that they are massively renovating. As I passed all of the mansions and the perfectly manicured lawns and gardens I mentioned to my friend that I'd always wanted to be a gardener at a house like that. She gave me a strange look and I could tell the thought had never crossed her mind.

New England is a weird place where people actually have "summer homes" and "diving platforms" and yachts and sailboats... I guess I had had an idea that these people existed from movies, I just had never met any of them.

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Thursday. 8.27.09 1:40 pm
For people with cervical spinal cord injury, brainstem stroke, ALS and other neurologic illnesses, current rehabilitation options are inadequate. In severe cases, both the ability to speak and move are lost, creating a “locked-in” state of being awake and alert but unable to communicate. But new neural interfaces being developed at Brown could revolutionize our ability to restore lost function to people with neurologic disease or injury. Exciting clinical trials have shown that those with neurological injury or illness can control a computer cursor via their own thoughts. Brain signals are now being recorded, decoded and tested with the hope of not only re-establishing communication, but also restoring movement to paralyzed limbs.

----Brown University People, making telekinesis possible since 2006.

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Less than two months...
Friday. 8.21.09 10:28 pm
...til Antarctica.

We've finally got our deployment dates, and it turns out that I'll be in Antarctica from October 19th until January 20th.

Just me and nine guys in a couple of tents for three months. Priceless.

Let me introduce the cast of characters:

Jimothy: My advisor. Approximately 69 years old, still running around in Antarctica.

Bruce: Mid-thirties. Principle investigator (PI). Easy going, loves to have fun.

Merc: The other PI. 50s? This will be his ~33rd? season in Antarctica.

Mark #3: Fresh-faced, ~23ish, lots of fun. We are trying to get roomed together.

J: ~29, loves gadgets and things made by Apple.

Sethifus: 25, an old friend of mine. Hates the cold and doing most physical activity.

The Welshman: 27, Needs no introduction.

Sean: Late 20s, early 30s. As I do not know him, he must await a pseudonym.

Doug: Ditto for this guy.

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