This Is Why I'm Single

While watching Star Trek (the 2009 film) for the 4th time I thought up an elaborate final scene for the next film involving a space ship flying over the fields of France (I haven't worked out why) and a young boy looking up with wonder. Then his mother comes out and shouts- "Jean-Luc!" and the screen fades to black. Oh. My. God. If that doesn't explain why I'm single, I don't know what does (okay, I do).

Happy 2010- My New Years Resolutions

The Rochester Skyline last night via the Democrat and Chronicle

My Resolutions:

-Be less crazy/deranged/obsessive/delusional

-Lost 10 pounds (ugh)

-Learn to knit something besides a scarf

-Find a part time job in London

-Find a real job anywhere

-Stay up past 2 at least once a month (ugh so hard!)

-Complete Grad School with an acceptable grade

Meh those are enough. Hopefully they're acheivable. Well, the first two probably aren't.

Beautiful Poem for the New Year

Variations on the Word Sleep

I would like to watch you sleeping, which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would like to sleep with you, to enter your sleep as its smooth dark wave slides over my head. and walk with you through that lucent wavering forest of bluegreen leaves with its watery sun & three moons towards the cave where you must descend, towards your worst fear I would like to give you the silver branch, the small white flower, the one word that will protect you from the grief at the center of your dream, from the grief at the center. I would like to follow you up the long stairway again & become the boat that would row you back carefully, a flame in two cupped hands to where your body lies beside me, and you enter it as easily as beathing in I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed & that necessary. -Margaret Atwood

MARRY ME BORIS!

I only hope I find a FH (Future husband) who is half the man that Boris is.

FB Break

So I just almost signed into facebook automatically. I didn't even realize what I was doing until the page started loading. AKA I subconsciously desire facebook. I CLEARLY need a break!

UPDATE: So by accidentally signing into my account last night, I reactivated it. So all night my facebook worked. UGH. But since I didn't look at it, I'm still going to allow myself to reactivated it at 6pm on January 1st.

Foreign Policy's created a list ranking the years of the noughties. It seems pretty correct to me.

Bye Facebook (for three days)

Newsflash! I deleted my facebook account because I've become so addicted to it that it's unhealthy. This detox will be good for me. I won't be able to check every five minutes to see if there's any activity with certain people's profiles, walls, photos, and statuses and I won't get "upset" when no one writes on my wall in twenty-four hours. Hopefully once these three days are over I can start afresh with facebook and have a more conducive and normal relationship. It's probably going to be a very difficult three days. But, I can do it. Maybe.

Attempting to Study at the Local Library

View of the parking lot and the Erie Canal. Fun times.