Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Seedling



My new plant!

It's either cilantro or basil. I can't remember.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

My life, in poetry

Piles,
piles and piles.
My house is full of them.
Dishes piled in the sink, caked
with food and dried rice, the cheap
sustenance of newlywed students on
a budget. Piles of clothes on the couch, on
the floor, in the laundry basket. The washer is
too small, so the clothes pile up. Piles of books on
the floor that never seem to get put away because they
will only be used the very next day. Seems like the work
just piles up, and the week piles up until the days slow down
on the weekend, when my body flops down onto the couch like
so much spaghetti, trying to muster the energy it takes to clean up
the piles, to put them away, only to watch them pile up again Monday.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Friday, February 6, 2009

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Cold and Calculating

I love Lost. I have been a faithful viewer since the beginning. Even when I lived a year in Prague, I watched each and every episode on iTunes. I used to be obsessed; I used to go to all the blogs and forums and websites to read and discuss theories. I'm too busy for that now, so I just watch the show, but I still enjoy it immensely.

I have come to the conclusion that, much as I love the many other characters on the show, my favorite is Ben Linus.



He is the most complex character on the show, and the most fascinating. It's so hard to tell when he is bluffing, and you want to believe him, even though you know he usually is bluffing. He's the "bad guy" most of the time, but not always. Sometimes the way he rolls his eyes shows deeper facets of his character, and he can arouse feelings of anger and hatred as well as pity and sympathy in the viewer.

And because of all that, he's my favorite character.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Fountain of Youth?

So I saw this magazine for the first time the other day (I don't get out much).


Really? A whole magazine devoted to techniques for making us look younger? Nothing is off the table - everything from tanning and wrinkle reduction to boob jobs and botox. 
I find that most ads that market anti-aging or wrinkle reduction feature models who don't struggle with wrinkles anyway because they aren't old enough. They haven't yet had a wrinkle. 



And what's more, most magazines with features on looking good at any age (Look great at 30! 40! 50!) usually just include tips on making older women look as much like 20 as possible.

Now, I don't have any problem with enjoying beauty, makeup and fashion. I enjoy these things myself, and as a 23-year-old, I certainly intend to make the most of the youth I possess. What frustrates me is that in this culture, I have nothing to look forward to. This is as good as it's ever going to get. I have too many friends who buy into this idea. As one of them said to me once, "Live it up. This is the time in our lives when we're as beautiful as we're ever going to be. It's only downhill from here."

No wonder this is an America of readily-prescribed drugs. That attitude could make any woman reach for the Zoloft.