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Sunday, June 24, 2012

that was mighty quick

it's been 6 years since i drove cross-country and landed in downtown san jose.

6 whole years: wonderful, confusing, sunny, growth-filled years.

that was mighty quick, wasn't it?

i went to my second avett brothers concert last night at the greek theatre in berkeley. perhaps because dana's such a diehard, dedicated fan and enables us to stand way up front within spitting distance, or perhaps because their shows are just genuine, impassioned music, these concerts make me swoon. haha. i mean, yeah, they're cute (and my age! and married), but the music and lyrics are just so effing good.

there's a darkness upon me that's flooded in light.

it's one of those sundays where i just want to lie in the grass and play loud soulful music.

Monday, June 18, 2012

envisioning

i'm not good at goal-setting. when i first started running camp, i had to-- and it was weird. i think i tend to task-set more, and though it's similar, it's really not....

but. this summer, i need/want/should/will:
- start/do/finish my master's project
- create an online portfolio and website
- fix my damn car's a/c
- find a job. and place to live. <-- should be 2 separate, very significant things.
- relax
- go on vacation

these are the big things, the important things. there are others too, some smaller, some less straightforward, but we'll start here, yeah?

Friday, June 15, 2012

in the final 20

tonight, in a rare occasion, i celebrated my (29th) birthday. i'm super-grateful for my friends, especially the newest ones in this strange and wonderful year. and i find it funny that we all collapse together for 9-12 months... and i wonder if we'll remain touch (for, you know, 30 and 31 and on).

i also spent 5 minutes walking alone through downtown palo alto tonight, and it was sorta wonderful. i think i really like the night-ness of everything. we wandered around stanford campus for 2-3 hours last night, and it might've been one of the best nights in a while. i wonder if early mornings are just as good.

ah, 29. that's not so young anymore...

Sunday, June 03, 2012

productivity in june

hi. it's june. june means a few things:

1. it's beautiful outside. damnit norcal, you are just too good with weather. i'm not complaining, just commenting on how the sunshine, breezy days, and gentle evenings make it 30x harder for me to work. i'd rather lay in the grass, or go hiking, or ...... stare out the window. i do that a lot.

2. i have one week left of spring quarter. more than 75% done, yowsers! that was fast. one week left. then, i can breathe a little, sleep a little, and seriously get cracking on this master's project (and job apps). oh those two tasks.

3. my room is a disaster. does june really mean that my room is a disaster? strangely enough, yes. the past 4-5 junes meant that i was hurling myself towards camp, so the house and fridge were a mix of clean, messy, dirty, unknown, and to-be-sorted-later. i'm not hurling myself towards camp this year (oh thank god), but papers, projects, and finals are hurling themselves at me. also i'm somehow accumulating things. one of these days, i really will move onto a sailboat and drastically decrease the quantity of my worldly possessions.

4. i'm distractable. and procrastinating. and unproductive (except in good spurts).

okay, onto my next productive spurt.