Jan 31

A nice memory from the summer. I'm really not inspired by much today.

Jan 30

My head hurts from a combination of lots of work and these damn atmospheric pressure changes. So here's your pretty for the day.

Jan 29

So, so tired.  So, so many books.  And that's after keeping only the books I might care about in the future, after the last round of purging.

Jan 28

Some days, my life involves building structures out of yoga blocks in order to understand how to construct something else 3-dimensional.  Who said building blocks are for kids?

Jan 27

Too busy.  Trying to set up my living quarters is hard work.  Closets, electronics, vanities.

It apparently involves Hoarders, though.

Jan 25

Christian Science Center before and after the snowfall last night. There's a very special quality to a city at night when fresh snow is falling: everything gets really quiet, clear, and there's a very soft glow to the light. You can take the girl from Siberia, but you can't take her love of the snow away.

Jan 24. It's too cold to think.

Jan 23

All in a day's work...

Jan 22

My new door. It needs installation, a cat door, and a coat of paint. But it comes with a ready made coat hook :)

Jan 21

The current incarnation of my bath is green/blueish against light mango walls. I thought I'd step away from gray for a bit.

Jan 19/20

Jan 18

Still life with exercise ball, new apartment, Jan 2013.

Jan 17

This is Nicola Tesla.  I got his pic in the mail today because I gave money to buy his laboratory at Wardenclyffe to be turned into his museum.  If you don't know much about Tesla, here's a great comic about his life:

Jan 15/16

Jan 14. Cozy.

Jan 13. Yes, I know it was yesterday...

...but I was too busy watching the Golden Globes.  Behold, a true Bostonian emergency vase:

Jan 12

This is a commemorative post.

Every time I pack to move, I get rid of lots of things. Sometimes these are rash decisions, and sometimes I agonize. Today was an agonizing day, but I'm pretty sure I made the right decision.

I bought this sweatshirt over 20 years ago. It was one of the first purchases I'd ever made in the US, it was stupid expensive at the time ($50 is a lot of money when you're a scholarship student), and I needed it to fit in. It was also hella warm, which in Maine was necessary.

20 years is a long time to own something, especially a piece of clothing. Over the years, this sweatshirt lost a hood and cuffs, acquired stains - some mysterious, some from work - but I continued to wear it any time I wanted something comfy. Last week, while trying to keep warm in my eternally freezing house, I looked at the stained, torn hem and collar, and realized that if one wouldn't wear this outside the house, well, maybe one should no longer have this.

But I could not let it go completely. I cut out the lettering, and put it in my craft bin, in the vain hope to maybe, one day, make a silly pillow out of it.

Jan 11

Today's post comes courtesy of neighboring college students - the juxtaposition of front and back of this sign is amazing.

Front

Back

Jan 10, eternally behind

This serves as evidence of how uneventful my life is. The only opportunity for a new pic is going out to a bar with colleagues. Good bar, but still.

Jan 9

I really wish I could have taken a better pic of this fellow, but you just have to go with me on this one. Two blocks away for work, I see a fat fuzzy something coming down a tree trunk. Too big to be a squirrel, too fat to be a cat. I stop, it stops. It looks at me. It's a raccoon. He's freaking adorable, and as he realizes I saw him, he starts back up the tree. I try to take a picture of him as he's waddling up the trunk, but he's really camera shy, and keeps spiraling around the tree to get away from me. So all I get is his eyes. I have to say, he's not a very agile animal, and his progress up a tree can only be compared with an overweight Firefox, but still, hella cute. Welcome to the Fenway, where we've got raccoons in our trees.

Jan 6. Belated.

At the MFA - rules of behaviour.

Jan 8

Jan 7, belated. Will I ever catch up?

Japanese garden at the MFA, all wintry.

Jan 5

The reasons this should not be happening: I am moving.  My "to read" list is 300 titles.  I don't have any more room for books.  I work 70 hour weeks, and am lucky if I read the book for my book club per month.  Etc.  Etc.

The reason this happened: they called my name, and I answered.  I am completely unable to resist the call of the printed page.

Jan 4

In a continued effort to live healthy, the salad I had for lunch.

A pic a day

I am going to try to do 365 days of photos.  I think it's a fantastic way to chronicle your year, and it appeals to my OCD self.  I don't want to start a tumblr or flickr or a Facebook album or anything else for this - I like the look of this blog, and I feel loyal to it, even if I abandon it for two years at a time.

The rules: a picture that I take that day OR a picture that I have/scan from the past which holds some significance.

Since it's Jan 3, here're the last 3 days:

Jan 3 - this was two weeks ago, but I can't forgo the sweater.  Not only did I embellish this sucker, I won an Ugly Sweater prize with it!

Jan 2 - my new bathtub in my new place - can't wait to take a bath after a long cold day!

Jan 1 - got to love the Beebz!