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Sunday, October 31, 2004



I stood in the shower for 15 minutes today and just stared at the wall. I have been stressed out recently and my mind was turning with everything. After 15 minutes I kind of "snapped out of it" and realized that I wasn't as stressed as I once was. I don't remember what I thought, but for some reason it made me feel better.
I honestly think falling water soothes every "head" ache. When it rains I feel more productive if I'm on the inside working looking out and hearing the rain. Same with the shower, if it has been a very long day, and I step into the shower for 20 minutes I come out renewed.

I feel like writing a thesis paper on this. Don't get me started on the healing effects of snow.

Movie of the day: Sleepless in Seattle
- Seattle the place where it rains all the time. And romance to soothe the heart.

Wednesday, October 27, 2004



Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing more."


I'm ready for a break from school. I know I won't get one very soon, but I am ready nonetheless.
4 weeks till a break, Three presentations, two damn tests, and a partridge in a pear tree.



Movie of the day: Rocky Horror Picture show
- Don't get strung out, by the way I look, don't judge a book by it's cover.

Monday, October 25, 2004

My japanese name is 猿渡 Saruwatari (monkey on a crossing bridge) 千秋 Chiaki (very fine in autumn).
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I've had too much History 240.
Sigh...
Korean paper almost done.


Movie of the day: Mulan
- I miss the days when I only knew fake Chinese stories

Sunday, October 24, 2004

Last night I worked in a coffee shop.
We had to get rid of all the extra milk and coffee in the end, so I poured them both into a tub that was already draining.
I stood and watched the white and brown swirl together in a sea of richness.
I got the sudden impulse that I hadn't felt since I was a child to put my finger into the hole the water had made in the center of the tub.
I stood there for more than a minute just playing in the swirls of tan.

It was probably the best part of the night.



Movie of the day: Chocolat
- Why? Johnny Depp of course

Friday, October 22, 2004

Challenged = Deficient or lacking

Evolution = A gradual process in which something changes into a different and usually more complex or better form.

Evolution-challenged = Deficient or lacking in the gradual process in which you become a different and usually a more complex or better form.

Nishant and I have a saying when we see someone who “fits” a typical stereotype, “Oh look hunny, Another cookie cutter.”
The cookie cutter comment is about picking up a magazine and then doing everything you can to look and talk and be EXACTALLY like the picture. Some people model their whole lives after an Abercrombie and Fitch magazine, don’t believe me, just e-mail me and I’ll tell you a little story.
Sometimes I go to class and I see people in class who look like they should be standing under a lamp at the side of a street “hooking up” and not trying to study Chemistry. How these people live with themselves is beyond me… but they nicely fit the “cookie cutter” shape and model so they are accepted by society.
I don’t want you to think I am a rebel. I also know that those who die their hair black and wear Manson shirt are also cookie cutters of a different sort. They all fit a pattern.
What I wish for the world is honesty. Honest to yourself and what makes you happy and honest to others on who you really are, and then be proud of that. Honesty is so important in boy/girl relationships, anyone who has had a long boy/girl relationship knows this. But what about friend relationships, and family relationships, and professional relationships, does honesty count in those?
I think people should be as honest as possible for any relationship they are in.


Movie of the day: The Labyrinth
- Kris is right this is an excellent movie, and David Bowie being one of the few in this world happy in a boy/boy or a girl/boy relationship. Definitely not a cookie cutter.

Monday, October 18, 2004

Brother:
"Democracy, the ultimate popularity contest."


Boyfriend:
"Over one billion people in India and the guy who is interviewing me knows my ex-girlfriend from there."


For my dad's 50th birthday party we drove a hearse down our 1/4 of a mile driveway with a line of cars following it.

Someone to advertise "Vote for Kerry" turned a car upside down next to a highway and painted "Vote for Kerry/Edwards" on the side.


Movie of the Day: Sliding Doors
- because sometimes you have to wonder if a little thing like catching the bus or walking in the rain would change the course of your life.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Nicolas Flamel

Two famous books: The DaVinci Code and Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone Or as the London version says, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. The only Harry Potter book with a different name for American's.

What do these two books have in common? Nicolas Flamel.
The surprising thing:
The DaVinci Code never mentions him directly. I had to read a book about Decodeding The DaVinci Code before I found his name listed under the Grandmasters of the Priory of Sion. In case there are some sad folks out there who haven't read The DaVinci Code, The Priory of Sion is a secret society that holds the truths about the Holy Grail. The Grandmaster is the highest authority in this group with such famous past Grandmasters as Leonardo DaVinci, Isaac Newton, Robert Boyle, and Nicolas Flamel. Flamel was a Grandmaster from 1398 - 1418 some 600 years ago.
In Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, Nicolas Flamel was the only maker of the Philosopher's Stone and at the time of the book, was some 650 years old.
The whole time I read up on either book, I had the nagging question of "Who was Nicolas Flamel?"
Read what the link has to offer, I found it fascinating.

Movie of the day: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
- Watch it again after realizing what you just did.

Monday, October 11, 2004

The Davinci Code snippet

[Teabing] opened the book to a colorful graphic that spanned both full pages. "I assume you recognize the fresco?"
He's kidding, right? Sophie was staring at the most famous fresco of all time--The Last Supper--Da Vinci's legendary painting from the wall of Santa Maria delle Grazie near Milan. The decaying fresco potrayed Jesus and His disciples at the moment that Jesus announced one of them would betray Him. "I know the fresco, yes."
"Then perhaps you would indulge me this little game? Close your eyes if you would."
Uncertain, Sophie closed her eyes.
"Where is Jesus sitting?" Teabing asked.
"In the center."
"Good. And what food are He and His disciples breaking and eating?"
"Bread." Obviously.
"Superb. And what drink?"
"Wine. They drank wine."
"Great. And one final question. How many wineglasses are on the table?"
Sophie paused, realizing it was the trick question. And after dinner, Jesus took the cup of wine, sharing it with His disciples. "One cup," she said. "The chalice." The Cup of Christ. The Holy Grail. "Jesus passed a single chalice of wine, just as modern Christians do at communion."
Teabing sighed. "Open your eyes."
She did. Teabing was grinning smugly. Sophie looked down at the painting, seeing to her astonishment that everyone at the table had a glass of wine, including Christ. Thirteen cups. Moreover, the cups were tiny, stemless, and made of glass. There was no chalice in the painting. No Holy Grail.
Teabing's eyes twinkled. "A bit strange, don't you think, considering that both the Bible and our standard Grail legend celebrate this moment as the definitive arrival of the Holy Grail. Oddly, Da Vinci appears to have forgotten to paint the Cup of Christ."
"Surely art scholars must have noted that."
"You will be shocked to learn that what anomalies Da Vinci included here that most scholars either do not see or simply choose to ignore. This fresco, in fact, is the entire key to the Holy Grail mystery. Da Vinci lays it all out in the open in The Last Supper."
Sophie scanned the work eagerly. "Does this fresco tell us what the Grail really is?"
"Not what it is," Teabing whispered. "But rather who it is. The Holy Grail is not a thing. It is, in fact ... a person."

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Turkey Run was so much fun.
I wish it wasn't over with yet, but my muscles are very glad it is. Canoeing, hiking, and just relaxing and now its time for reality again. Sigh.

On a side note, I am inspired to put a "Movie of the day:" at the bottom of each post. I noticed on other people's blogs there are often a "Quote of the day" or "Song of the day" but I really don't think in terms of "Quotes" or "Songs" rather "Movies."
So here is the first official one.




Movie of the day: Breakfast at Tiffany's
- For those who don't realize they are in love unless they are running around in the rain looking for a cat named Cat.

Thursday, October 07, 2004



Is this a window of opportunity or a window that you only see bars across?

Monday, October 04, 2004



"Amélie is a shy young woman with a pronounced taste for all life's small pleasures : immersing one's hand in a sack of grain, cracking the crust of a crème brulée with the back of a teaspoon or skipping stones on the Canal St-Martin."


Last night while walking through Blockbuster, I suddenly thought to myself "I haven't watched Amélie in a very long time." Recently Kris (a comment poster, see post below) told me there was another movie coming out with the same woman (audrey tautou) and the same director. So I thought what the heck and rented it.
I really didn't think Nishant would like to see the movie, so I didn't really mention it to him. When he saw it, I told him I was going to watch it sometime this week, he didn't say anything and we ended up watching Labriynth. The next morning he picked up the movie and said, "Don't watch this one without me."
I was kind of impressed, it is really not a guy movie and I honestly wasn't expecting him to watch it with me. He is, and I realize how lucky I am to have someone who is willing to try new things even if it doesn't look like something of their interest.

I love that movie. I think I'll watch it 2 or 3 times this week.
"Nino is late.
Amelie can only see two explanations.
1--He didn't get the photo
2--Before he could assemble it... a gang of bank robbers took him hostage.
The cops gave chase. They got away... but he caused a crash.
When he came to, he'd lost his memory. An ex-con picked him up...mistook him for a fugitive and shipped him to Istanbul. There he met some Afghan raiders... who took him to steal some Russian warheads. But their truck hit a mine in Tajikistan. He survived, took to the hills... and became a Mujaheddin.

Amelie refuses to get upset for a guy, who'll eat borscht all his life in a hat like a tea cozy"

Friday, October 01, 2004


Bride and Prejudice.
One of my favorite books is Pride and Prejudice. And for ages I have been trying to get Nishant to rent a Bollywood movie with me.
Now those two have combined and I am definitely going to go see it, whether or not I have to sit by myself or not in the theatre.

It always cracks me up. Every time I walk into my room, it seems as if something is moved or added to my room. Whether it is my rug curled up, or my curtains hanging sideways, or little balls rolling around on the ground, or once I even found what I thought was a real mouse under my bed.
Today when I walked in, there was a box sitting at the door. A very low box that says "Katie Speake" on the side.
As I walked into the room, Leo shot out from my bed (he likes to do this often) and crouched into the box.
He crouched and just stared at me while I moved about the room. I honestly felt like a lion was watching me waiting to pounce on prey. Finally I couldn't take it anymore, so I threw in the box the real/fake mouse.
Leo shot down the hall into the living room.
And I thought to myself, "Neurotic Cat."