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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

P.A.


hi, my name is stephanie and i am a panda addict. in the short span of 3 days, i have come to develop an extraordinarily unhealthy obsession with the national zoo's pandas. particularly the baby cub. it's just SO FREAKIN CUTE! it spends most mornings and late afternoons sleeping in the tree.. it's got a roly-poly little body that waddles around, all furry and fuzzy. and sometimes, when it gets bored, it'll bother its mom, poke her in the butt a few times, nip at her body -- and she playfully swat him... and off they go! rolling around on the grass. seeeeeee -- they're taking advantage of this gorgeous weather! why aren't the rest of us humans intelligent enough to step away from the albino-inducing computer screens and messy desks to roll down hills?

sheesh.

we don't munch on bamboo for four hours at a time either. we've got some real learning to do.

and yes, i watch all of this via panda cam.

but how can you resist? just check out that irresistable booty. hehe.

Monday, March 27, 2006

WHAM

i wanna be a panda

i just spent the past 1.5 hours watching the panda cam. i'm completely serious.. animal planet has a panda cam, courtesy of the national zoo in dc, of panda ma and panda cub. and they are awesome. they've spent monday morning rolling around the ground, bathing in the sun, lounging around, chilling in trees, and munching grass.

i'm jealous.
of pandas.

Friday, March 24, 2006

blink, and you'll miss it

i blink. in fact, i blink a lot -- it's good for keeping my eyes moist, which in turn, helps to keep my contacts in, all of which aid in making sure that i can see.

okay anyway, as i was saying... blink, and you'll miss it. have you missed it? i blinked, but i didn't miss it.

monday was march 20th, also known as the first day of spring. in dc, spring -- though you'd expect it to be marked by Hill staffers busting out pastel-colored clothing instead of the drab, brownish-blackish-grayish overcoats that they've been sporting since october -- is actually marked by 30-degree weather. last week, mother nature celebrated the end of winter with 80-degree weather. somehow, somewhere in here, i'm missing the logic. please explain? however, i do have hope. i've seen people daring to wear flip-flops (yaaaaay, toes get to BREATHE!), and the daffodils, despite being frigidly cold, are standing their ground and showing off their blooms. you go guys. :)

spring is also marked, apparently, by SWARMS of tourists. i've lived in this large metropolitan area for almost 9 months now, which in dc-terms, makes me a local. seriously. so being the local that i am, i've taken on the responsibility of acting like one too. and this means that i get to glare furiously at the squealing mother, husband, and 4 young kids who find themselves squished (duh) on the Metro at 8:30am (good god, why are you voluntarily awake at 8:30am) on their way to the museums and tourist-y sites. the 4 blond kids fall wayward as the metro train comes to a halting stop, and the mother, trying desperately to hold onto the youngest one, yells at the other 3 to be careful and stay nearby as they bounce off of the other riders and collapse into briefcases and newspapers. the husband, looking bemused and apologetic, just watches. the rest of the people on the train -- us locals who are neither bemused nor apologetic -- glare. because we're either sleeping or reading or trying not to think about the full day of work ahead of us. swarms of tourists, i tell you. and i thought the asian ones with peace signs and cameras at mit were bad...

so the swarms of tourists come to dc because of 2 things. maybe 3. the first: cherry blossoms! apparently, the cherry blossoming trees in dc are quite nice, and people will travel hundreds of miles just to see cherry blossoms. please keep in mind that these trees, which have a backstory of being associated with japan (which doesn't make sense, 'cause aren't they supposed to hate dc due to evil gov't rulings and atomic bombs way back when?), have "peak bloom time" this week. therefore, swarms of tourists pack the trains to see blooming trees..... and no, they're not real cherries.... second reason: the tourist sites! if you're in town for the blooms, why not stay longer for the museums? and phallic symbols in town? okay okay, maybe this is what local parisians feel like. i sympathize with you all, my apologies. pardon-moi, j'espère que je n'étais pas trop gênant quand j'ai visité. possible reason #3: tourists feel patriotic. i'm still working on this one.

... which leads me to point #2 in "blink, and you'll miss it". in addition to being the first day of a hopefully-glorious spring 2006, march 20th was also the third -- yes, 3rd -- anniversary of our not-so-glorious war in iraq. bush-man is continues to repeat his also-not-so-glorious-or-logical logic in speeches to the masses, and cheney&co. continue to look grumpy. we're on the verge of a civil war? so what? saddam hussein is succeeding at making his trial look absolutely ridiculous? so what? so what -- to people still dying left and right and front and back, to the defense budget for FY06 and FY07 having helped to create the largest budget deficit ever, to all the other (more important) issues -- domestic AND foreign -- being ignored and disregarded in the name of liberty, freedom, and democracy. ahh, it's noble but it's entirely ridiculous. dare i hope that we don't reach a 4th anniversary?

come look at the blooming cherries instead.

i bet you didn't miss st. patrick's day last friday though. green beer is amazingly green. i'll post a picture sometime. :) green beer -- or really, smelly climbing shoes, movies, lunch outings, runs, etc -- is best when experienced with a good group of friends. :)

the last days of march also signify one other thing. for me. it means that april is nearby, may is soon, and june is officially looming. i need to hunker down and figure things out. but first, happy friday :)

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

more crop circles

i know i'm strange. but over the past few days, i've really noticed some strange subliminal messages that've popped up around me. really! i'm not being paranoid.

so last week, it was the "GO BOLD." on my dentyne gum package.

over the weekend while browsing at hudson trail outfitters, i came across a "life is good" tshirt that had a picture of birkenstocks and a "not all who wander are lost" message. c'mon, that's perfect.

and then, just now, while reading through the latest newsweek while munching on lunch, there was an AT&T ad with some dude named roger, his clarinet, and a sign that says: "The World According to Roger: Find your passion first, job second." (i have no idea what it has to do with AT&T though).

these are signs, i tell you!

Monday, March 20, 2006

gasp..

could T.P.O.S. really be..... finished?!?! :)

just sleep on it

mwhaha.
maybe i'll just wait till mid-june to make a decision. "sleep on it," you know? :) the IQ questions at the end of the article are crap though.



If you really think about it, trust your gut for decisions


By Lisa Anderson
Tribune national correspondent

March 19, 2006

NEW YORK -- Got a tough decision to make? Got a complex set of circumstances? Got all the facts?

Good. Now, forget about it for a while. Then, follow your gut.

Counterintuitive as it may be, those rusty old saws about taking a deep breath, getting some distance from a problem and "sleeping on it" turn out to be right on the cutting edge of modern psychology.

For a fast-moving society drowning in data and overloading on options, this is, well, food for thought.

In a recent issue of the prestigious journal Science, Dutch researchers reported that the more complicated the decision, such as pondering the acquisition of a house or a mate, the better the outcome if one simply doesn't dwell on it.

"It feels like it's the completely wrong way to make such an important decision," said Ap Dijksterhuis, the leader of the psychology study at the University of Amsterdam. "It turns out that in some circumstances it's far from sub-optimal. It's the best thing you can do."

"What I found in doing the research I did was the very same thing," said Lynn Robinson, a Boston-based corporate consultant and author of several books on intuition, including "Trust Your Gut: Using the Power of Intuition to Grow Your Business," scheduled for October publication. "A lot of people will say, `I immerse myself in data, look at all the facts, and then I listen to my gut.'"

Robinson also subscribes to the "sleep on it" school of decision-making, literally. When confronted with a problem or decision, she said, right before bedtime she will frame a question about what she's worried about.

"Then I ask the question as I'm going to sleep. In the morning, I'll find the answer kind of formed in my sleep. An idea will kind of pop up in my mind," she said.

That's no surprise to Dijksterhuis.

"I discovered that `to sleep on it' is almost the same expression in all Western languages," said the researcher, whose study, "On Making the Right Choice: The Deliberation-Without-Attention Effect," appeared in the Feb. 17 issue of Science.

"Sleeping on something has a lot of power for a lot of reasons," said Dr. Judith Orloff, an assistant clinical professor of psychiatry at UCLA and author of three books on intuition. "One is that the linear mind is shut off during sleep, so it's pure intuition."

She noted that the only other time the conscious mind is similarly blunted is during movies.

"It's the one time people get quiet, they stop talking and flow into the plot. They forget about themselves. It's the only socially condoned altered state," said Orloff, who coaches other physicians to hone their intuitive skills and use them in patient treatment.

Michael Horowitz, a clinical psychologist, psychoanalyst and president of The Chicago School of Professional Psychology, pointed out that yoga, running and other kinds of intense exercise that demand attention to the physical are used by many people to free up their unconscious minds.

"We need that quieter, non-conscious process that lets us integrate different sources of content. In a sense, you're not letting go. ... You have inputted the data to the computer, and now you're letting the computer do the work. Think about it the other way: If you keep sitting there and poring over the data, you can't be attending to the full data."

Many successful executives long have known this instinctively, said Horowitz, whose expertise includes organizational leadership.

"A good leader doesn't get all the data before making a decision. A good leader gets enough data," he said.

Under Horowitz's leadership, The Chicago School inaugurated the nation's first doctorate program in business psychology, which also examines decision-making.

The power of the unconscious mind is underrated and underused by many, Horowitz said.

"The brain doesn't stop just because we're not conscious. A smaller example of that is when we forget, when we can't think of a name or a song, the way we get it is to stop working on it," he said.

At the same time, the Dutch study indicated that the simpler the decision, the more useful the application of conscious, rational thought.

Researchers found that people shopping for simple things--items like oven mitts, for which only a few attributes, such as size and color, are considered--reported more satisfaction with their choice if they tended to be "conscious thinkers" rather than "unconscious thinkers."

Conversely, people shopping for complex items, such as furniture, which may involve a number of considerations, tended to be happier with their choice if they were "unconscious thinkers."

"Although we investigated choices among consumer products in our studies, there is no a priori reason to assume that the deliberation-without-attention effect does not generalize to other types of choices--political, managerial or otherwise. In such cases, it should benefit the individual to think consciously about simple matters and to delegate thinking about more complex matters to the unconscious," the team reported.

Research indicates that even a necessarily swift choice based on limited data will produce the best result if one relies more on instinct than intellect. In other words, don't overthink it.

Malcolm Gladwell, who popularized the potency of gut instinct in his 2005 best seller, "Blink: The Power of Thinking Without Thinking," made a similar point.

"Decisions made very quickly can be every bit as good as decisions made cautiously and deliberately," he wrote.

Horowitz said, "You can get addicted to conscious, rational processes. But, particularly since we know, more and more, that so much of our emotion and thinking is not conscious, why spend all our energy for attribution there?"

In "Blink," Gladwell also warned against reflexively assigning more importance to data and documents than to strong, if rationally inexplicable, instincts.

"I think that approach is a mistake and if we are to learn to improve the quality of the decisions we make, we need to accept the mysterious nature of our snap judgments. We need to respect the fact that it is possible to know without knowing why we know and accept that--sometimes--we're better off that way."

Test your Intuition Quotient

Answer yes or no to these 10 questions to learn whether you are someone who can be guided to success by your intuition:

1. Do you frequently get flashes of insight leading to a creative idea?

2. Have you ever acted on a hunch that turned out to be right?

3. Do you pay attention to your feelings when making a decision?

4. Have you ever argued against a "practical" decision because you "just knew" it wasn't right?

5. Do you do a "gut check" before acting in a new direction?

6. Have you ever received a fleeting visual impression that provided insight about a project or decision?

7. Are you alert to your first impression of a new person or situation?

8. Are you usually right about your first impression?

9. Do your friends and colleagues often call on you to mediate a disagreement because you're able to "see all sides"?

10. Have you ever had a dream that helped resolve a problem?

If your yes answers to the questions totaled ...

- Seven or more, you have a very high Intuition Quotient; increase use of this "IQ" and it will serve you even more.

- Four to six, begin to pay attention to all the ways you receive intuitive impressions.

- Three or fewer, it is time to realize that there's more to life than logic and rationality; experiment with these ideas about intuition and see what happens.

Source: Lynn Robinson, head of Intuitive Consulting & Communication in Boston and author of an upcoming book, "Trust Your Gut."

Friday, March 17, 2006

twilight zone

this week has been...

exhausting.

and i didn't even climb on tuesday. ... must be that full moon. maybe weeks get complicated when pi day, the ides of march, and st. patty's all fall within the same 7-day time frame.

march is in desperate need of a recognized, federal holiday.

maybe i'm trying too hard. or not hard enough? horoscopes all have been ominous... and i'm not even superstitious at all.

my packet of dentyne gum says "go bold." why are there strange, inspiring, and subliminal messages everywhere?

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

but i really don't know anymore.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

the blunt man :)


ahh yes. another young british white man.

but boy can they sing. can they siiiiiiing :)

me and katie went to see james blunt at the 9:30 club last night. she's a concert junkie, and i'm fortunate enough to have a concert junkie (with good taste in music) as a good friend, so i got to go along. yay. james blunt, whose "you're beautiful" single is currently plastered all over the radio stations, is awesome. he's good live! not many musicians and bands are good in real life -- their voices aren't as pure, the vocals don't sit as well, the instruments and back-up drown something out, etc etc... but man oh man, he was great. chris martin and coldplay were great, and so was james blunt. i'm on a white british man streak. yahooligans :)

and his lyrics... are soooo good. his whole cd is amazing. and we were realllllly close to the stage, so you could see his clear blue eyes sparkling, and on the last song, he finally let out an honest grin. hehe, yay. and drool. oh c'mon, with a boyfriend 3000 miles away, i'm allowed to smile at musicians whose music make my heart go a-flutter. hahaha.

in other news, i love old friends and new ones.

Sunday, March 12, 2006

stream-of-consciousness

next weekend, i'm determined to have NO plans whatsoever. i'll recover from friday's st. patrick's day.. and then, for the rest of the weekend, just do whatever i want whenever i want to do it. it probably won't happen though... haha.

i ran 8 miles today. it felt surprisingly good. except that i'm gonna go rub icy-hot on my bruised and scratched-up legs now.

bruised and scratched-up because i'm being abused.... by the dance floor and the gym's rock wall and all the big boulders that i scrambled around on this weekend in west virginia. by the way, west virginia isn't doing a very good job of erasing its hick/bumblefuck image.

randomly, i really miss schlumping down to 3rd lounge and playing video games (poorly, i might add) at odd hours of the evening and night. those were fun. and i miss having someone around to take care of me or look in on me when my sinuses and eyeballs and head all feel like one ginormous high-pressure bubble. and boy am i glad that i only have to do taxes once a year. christ, money is a pain in the ass. let's trade skittles instead, eh? oh, and ankara's ice cream. i'm totally craving ankara's ice cream... mmmm.

i can't wait till june. for two reasons.

and the transitions between seasons -- though i do love spring and look forward to the warm, balmy weather -- are killing me. 80 degrees one day, 30 degrees the next. maybe i really do need the steady, boring, beautiful california weather.

ahh yes, california. daily, it changes. dc! california... california! dc... but DC DC! ... CALIFORNIA CALIFORNIA! and then i think... nyc? boston? chicago? bermuda!!

oh me.

Friday, March 10, 2006

have you ever had a realllllllly annoying boss/supervisor?

yeeeaaah.....

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

blabberings abound

yes indeed,

this is what happens when monday was slow.. tuesday is slow.. and the sun outside beckons to me through a measly window in the office: i write for the 3rd time today. but really, only the second time 'cause the first one was really "yesterday." and it was a poem, for god's sake. i haven't had poetic inspiration in years. go willie's cell phone.

i'm still in the midst of the relatively long, ongoing process of dealing with this inane website. it's actually fine -- the work keeps me occupied, and i'm refining my html skills... but the boss-man, in fits of brilliance, comes up with the stupidest edits and worst organizational ideas from time to time (and "from time to time" essentially means every other day). for a while, i attempted to calmly explain to him that such changes would counteract all the good that i was trying to originally do. and also suggest alterations to his brainstorms. but it's tiring to explain such things to someone who has no concern whatsoever for webpage layout, format, and management. so nowadays, unless the changes are absolutely obscene, i just go ahead and do them. i've become a dutiful slave... this is where $160,000 and a B.S. have gotten me.

okay anyway, two items of noteworthiness:
dana reeves, the widow of christopher reeves, died today. she was 44 and succumbed to lung cancer even though she never smoked. for some reason, it saddens me a lot. maybe 'cause she was such a good person and helped so much with paralysis research... maybe 'cause she leaves a young son behind. i dunno.
the other thing, which escalates my blood pressure to dangerously high levels, is the news that the south dakota governor has signed a bill to ban abortions. apparently, abortions are now only allowed in cases where mothers' lives are threatened if not performed. but even then, pregnant women are "encouraged" to seek other means to stay alive and continue the pregnancy. what the hell. beyond that, abortions aren't even allowed in circumstances of rape or incest. the governor, in signing this bill, basically wants the law to challenge roe v. wade and continue all the way up to the now-"reformed" supreme court. egads.

our government is incredible. the bush administration is amazing.
we've gone through... (and are still going through, in some cases):
9/11
anthrax attacks
impending bioterrorist and infectious disease crises
cheney's shooting of a non-quail
two, actually three (one miserably failed), supreme court nominations
some crud about WMD
the iraqi war (and soon-to-be civil war?)
osama bin laden.. oh wait, is he connected with iraq somehow?
iran
india
hurricanes, particularly katrina, and subsequent flooding
ports
eavesdropping and domestic spying
patriot act renewals
the disaster better known as the department of homeland security
oh, and fema too

living in washington, dc is stressful.

this wasn't meant to be a political rant.


in actuality... i wanted to blabber about something else. random thought #540913: some of the people here in this tri-region area are... bad. and by bad, i mean, good. and by good, i mean inspirational. so really, they're very cool. but bad for my reasonings of practicality and reality. why? because they've found the balls to just "up and go". what the hell am i talking about? one of the climbers, with whom i'm not great friends and barely know, recently quit his steady (yet probably boring) job in maryland and moved out to australia on a 3-month permit. he's out there for three main reasons, i think: 1) to climb in the beauty of the down under; 2) to see his super-awesome girlfriend, who had previously spent a couple months of her own in the states to do ph.d work (and climb, thus beginning the romance of two ridiculously nice and cut climbers); and 3) because it was time to take a breath and just "up and go."

it's admirable to me, i guess.. maybe it's a thing-of-the-times.. where it's just not good enough to have a stable, paying job. we've been, in subtle ways, trained to want happiness and joy as well as financial stability. and we're going about it in different ways than those of our parents and previous generations. a third of us stick with boring, un-inspiring positions and hope for normal pathways of praise, raise, and job advancement. another third have committed the first couple of years of their post-graduate lives to a consulting or tech or financial company and are currently working nights, days, weekends, and mealtimes to achieve lofty (though granted, seemingly reachable) goals and make a hefty buttload of income in the process. and the other third of us, relatively unsatisfied with the random direction we've taken so far, are trying to find that other road. and sometimes, that other road requires you to just "up and go." am i brave enough to "up and go"? am i lucky enough to find something -- a position, an internship, an opportunity (maybe even while currently employed) -- that'll be super-duperly-great? i hope so. i really really do....
looking back, it's a bit strange that i was feeling such poetic inspiration at 1am in the morning. alas, cell phones provoke strong emotions.

Monday, March 06, 2006

ode to willie's cell phone, aka "T.P.O.S."

oh cell phone,
you are willie's
and you are crappy.
you do not ring;
you do not answer.
you do not call,
and i cannot answer.
you make voices raspy,
and i am raspy too --
from yelling...
yelling into you.

you have no power;
you have no reception;
you really suck.
you should be a hockey puck.

frustration,
annoyance,
anger!
willie is your sole defender.

you have enemies,
of whom i am one.
i will shoot you,
set you on fire,
hammer and kick,
i smush you with a tire.

oh cell phone,
no one likes you.
boo, moo, and pooh.
you have reached your final hour --
good night,
beware,
good luck.

Friday, March 03, 2006

this was MY thursday night -- what was yours? :)


holy guacamole.

coldplay in concert is amazing.
incredible.
fantabulous.
stupendiferous.
awesome.
easily worthy of $40 and more.
oh sheesh, it was good.
i almost wrote "god"

they played everything -- and they did it soooo well. i had goosebumps. i also went partially deaf, but that's really beside the point. and it was chris martin's 29th birthday last night! he was shaggier on stage, but the photo above doesn't show it 'cause it's stolen from elsewhere. i didn't have my camera with me. and even if i did, it wouldn't have zoomed in enough.

and no wonder gwyneth paltrow is having his babies. he sings like.. oh man, i dunno. his voice is brilliance.. and the best part is that he obviously has the time of his life on stage.

and they did a cover of johnny cash!!
and they played "til kingdom come" too.

drool.

Thursday, March 02, 2006

basking in "light"


do you have an albino glow induced by fluorescent lighting?

i do.

in previous winters, my albino glow would be derived from the weak sun's reflection off perpetual boston snowfall. but this year, i'm lucky enough to get it from the tube lights in my office.

let's glow together, shall we?