“…she stopped paying close attention to his words and when at red lights, examined the rain drops spattering on the windshield so intently that she almost stared right through them. Each drop seemed stuck on the glass, until another drop landed on it and they rolled down the window together, ending in a climactic splash.”
Sara: English major/Gender and Sexuality Studies minor, working at a nonprofit that gets young women ready for and interested in running for office/maybe soon applying to grad school, writer, clarinetist.
I post and reblog: things I think are pretty, things that intrigue me, things I'm a fan of, and things I care about.
Common themes include: books, writing, movies, more books, cozy beds, breakfasts, Doctor Who, Sherlock, feminist issues, and occasional pieces of my life.
Delicious results of yesterday’s cooking extravaganza: dinner for several days and various protein-rich breakfast options for the week. Yum!
I only consciously made the pancakes gluten free, and even then, I was using that recipe because it’s high in protein, not because I care about being gluten free. HOWEVER, it appears that EVERYTHING I made should be gluten free.
@wmata people greeted us at #tysonscorner with commemorative flags! #silverline
Taking the @wmata #silverline on its opening day!
Best new toy: #arepa maker. #cooking #comidavenezolana #comfortfood
I’d been holding onto a couple of business cards for sentimental reasons but they’ve since become wildly inappropriate for various reasons so I JUST CUT THEM INTO TINY PIECES INTO MY RECYCLING.
So, my organization just had a week-long program for high school girls and THEN I was briefly recovering and THEN we had a quick staff retreat at my boss’s parents’ beautiful farm on rural Virginia and now I’m finally back on the grid. Other than live-tweeting for my org.
Sure thing, it’s really the polite thing to do!
I am waiting for a bus home right now, but when I get there I will absolutely give YouTube a try. I do think that other people got better quality video, though, so maybe just hold out for those.
In any case, I will also continue recapping my live tweets when I get home.
I just arrived at DC Con!
Can’t wait for my photo op with Misha Collins!
For comfort and feeling like a human even though I’m not planning to go anywhere, I am currently wearing denim shorts and a fuchsia tank top.
For a glamorous touch for Wednesday, I’ve painstakingly applied deep red nail polish to my fingernails and now feel like I can’t just cavalierly use my hands, I have to be careful and dainty.
For future comfort (hopefully), I am breaking in my shoes for Wednesday. First I wore them (they are 2-ish inch probably-faux patent leather beige pumps) with ridiculous cotton socks. Now I am wearing them with thigh highs (to simulate the pantyhose I will eventually wear them with without having to deal with pantyhose right this minute) and those little shoe liners for women’s fashion shoes.
I still look silly, but this seems to be working, which is good, because on Wednesday I have to wear a pretty dress and confidently mingle with and then confidently speak on stage in front of various DC bigwigs. Feeling like I look nice and not being distracted by foot/show problems will make this a lot easier.
Just furiously (as in angrily) bought myself the box set of The Giver Quartet because I lent my beloved childhood copy of The Giver to someone I am not friends with anymore whom I do not wish to contact about this.
So I’m fucking replacing it with not just the one book, but the whole series, which will be lovely to have because Lois Lowry’s writing is beautiful genius. Also because I don’t believe I’ve read the last one. And because this is just one tiny piece of my anger and frustration that I can actually do something productive about.
This weekend, I had a bunch of family over for a housewarming/birthday celebration (because today is my 24th birthday), and it was so much fun and so lovely.
My aunt (my mom’s sister) and my cousin (that’s us in the top picture) came down from New Jersey this weekend, so they were there, as were as many non-sick/non-at-work people from the other two families on my dad’s side that live nearby (two of my my dad’s sister’s kids and spouses/kids), WHICH INCLUDED THE CUTEST BABY EVERYTHING WAS ACTUALLY ABOUT THE BABY BECAUSE BABY (that’s obviously us in the bottom picture).
And now today’s a snow day! How weird to have a snow day on my birthday, I’m used to it being nearly spring.
How weird to be 24.
This piece of paper has been in Pyongyang. It was mailed from Pyongyang by a person who was then in Pyongyang. Holy moly, what an amazing thing, thank you to my friend Andrew!
I think this is an activity I can stick to because it’s kind of awesome.
I was afraid for a little while that I would just never get the hang of it, but after just a few minutes (this was after wobbling around my apartment a little, first), I was able to keep skating instead of just coasting along any time I picked up any speed at all.
And (this time, anyway, knocking on wood for the future), I didn’t fall!
I’m very pleased that this little experiment of trying to rollerblade after at least 10 years having gone by since the last time has gone so well.
And yesterday I put together a bookcase and 4 dining room chairs, and put together the table the night before!
I’m feeling very accomplished.
Tea, a drink with jam and bread.
Bread—or really, toast—makes an excellent breakfast.