To all the boys out there...

The Best Description of LA I've Ever Heard

[A] crazy, scary town that will eat your soul and then puke it up because it has too many calories.

From here, a guide on How to Get Divorced by 30, which is, incidentally, also a funny article.

I can't take it anymore

Dear Miss Carrie Prejean:

You do NOT "represent" the state of California, as you put it. No one voted for you! A panel of idiot judges elected you most agreeable in a state bimbo competition -- that's it! You do NOT represent us. You are an idiot and an embarrassment to womankind. You want to know who does represent the state of California? Try DiFi and Boxer. If you're going to sign up to be a mouthpiece for NOM at least read some talking points before going into your silly interviews and TV appearances.

Dear Miss "California": please shut up.

Ah, the Russians to the rescue:

Each word, each joke,
which his scorching mouth spews,
jumps like a naked prostitute
from a burning brothel.

Thank you, Mayakovsky, for giving us some insight on the realities of being a propaganda mouthpiece. (From his poem, "A Cloud in Trousers".)

I am still alive!

It's true! Los Angeles hasn't won yet!

OBAMA INAUGURATED!!!!

How fantastic. How utterly, awesomely wonderful. We got up and had an inagural breakfast here in the house and watched the ceremonies on tv. I wish I was in Washington.

I am tired of listening to the pundits discuss the show. Therefore:

Lift every voice and sing
Till earth and heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise
High as the listening skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us,
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun
Let us march on till victory is won.

Julia Still Hates L.A.

Apparently I seem to find it inappropriate to blog while Obama is the president-elect.

I still hate LA. It's nice to be sitting outside in the sunshine in January, typing away. It's nice to be back at school where most of my friends are. But I still don't like Los Angeles. You should know by now that this is not new.

However, I do love the fact that there's a table next to me with some women shouting one of my favorite words ("dessert") preceeded by a word that the anything's greatness by an order of magnitude ("free!").

I'm kind of at a loose end here, on this Friday afternoon. I feel like I should recap the last few months for you...

Election blah blah blah Bodega Bay blah blah blah work work work blah blah work more work blah blah MORE FREAKIN WORK blah ridiculous amounts of work blah blah limpets mussels etc. blah blah blah Christmas break! Blahhhhhh back to school in Los Angeles. Blah.

Yup. That about sums it up. I am very excited for the Inaguration on Tuesday. Very very very. I have class and other obligations and such, but it's great when I can sit back and think how little those things all matter in the face of the coming Obama administration.

Notes from Bodega Bay: Part F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E.!!!!!

This is what the last 5 weeks have been like:


And then last night... and today...

OBAMA!!!!!!!!!

I'm sad to have missed all the street celebrations in the fabulous Bay Area, but we just kept yelling "OBAMAAAAA OBAMAAAA" randomly in the dorms last night, so that was good enough. And I think we're going out tonight to formally celebrate. I'm listening to Pulp (where the post title comes from, incidentally) and 1990s, who write some positively euphoric songs. The McCainiac among us pointed out that the markets haven't turned around since Obama was elected. Oh dear me goodness gosh -- nothing in the <24h since election results???! My my. Nothing could dampen my mood. Not stupid technology unsavvy professors, not lectures on ocean sediments, not even a likely to be boring field trip to examine what grows on pier pilings.

Not only are the election results most awesome, but it looks like the next 5 weeks here at the MBQ are going to be much better than the last. A new session has started, with two far more competent professors, two more helpful TAs, no night lectures, more field trips, only ONE project, no statistics, and... basically, it's great. I couldn't even begin to describe how busy I was in the last couple weeks, except to say that when it was all over I found it incredible that I even thought I was going to have time to spare during the quarter. Last night, though, we were positively bored. It was grating, but luxurious at the same time.

All I have left to say is: Prop 8 -- WTF???!?