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Happiness is…

Published August 26, 2012 by Malia

It’s the start of a new week, and it seems like it’s a good time to make a list of things that make me happy.

1.  Doctor Horrible’s Sing-Along-Blog

Okay, stop whatever you’re doing and dedicate the next 42 minutes to watching this:

Before I saw this I didn’t realize that Nathan Fillion could sing.  Really, though, this is awesome.  Neil Patrick Harris, Felicia Day, and Nathan Fillion directed by Joss Whedon.  The same guy who brought such awesomeness as Firefly and The Avengers to us.  If you absolutely can’t stop and watch it right now, it’s supposed to be airing on the CW in October.  “Home is where the heart is, so your real home’s in your chest.”  and “Oh goodness, look at my wrist, I have to go.” are just a few of the great lines from this.

2.  Lemonade

3.  The mini-Joslyn art museum on my wall.

 

Okay, this isn’t the best picture, but let me explain.  Those are all postcards that I got at the actual Joslyn Art Museum.  I have my favorite two pictures from the museum up, along with several other pictures from there that I really like.  When I look at them, it’s like getting a moment at home.

4.  The pile of reading that I’m wading through.

 

These are just three of the books I’m using this semester.  I’m loving getting to read fun stuff.  (Okay, I’ll be honest, grammar isn’t fun.  In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s where fun goes to die.)  Right now I’m reading parts of The Illiad.  The Odyssey  and Beowulf are rapidly approaching.

5.  Having my own room.

6.  The Piano Guys

I posted one of their videos the other day.  I’ve been watching some of their other videos, and I’m really impressed.  It’s not just piano that they are awesome with, either.

7.  This:

 

This was a joke gift given to my grampa when I was really little.  At the time I didn’t understand the joke, but I get it now.  I claimed this when we were sorting things after the funeral.  It’s now hanging above my desk.  (And yes, there’s a bathtub playmate inside it.  If anyone wants to know what’s inside, just ask and I’ll post a pic.)

8.  My bedding

I’m a big fan of my bedding set.  It looks like newsprint, and it’s reversible.  Plus, there’s matching pillow shams!  I really, really love this bedding.

9.  Taco in a Bag

This is my Monday tradition here at school.  Every Monday afternoon (provided it’s not a holiday weekend) the dining center’s To-Go special is Taco-in-a-Bag.  This is the closest I get to decent Mexican food here in ND (which is quite sad when you think about it), so it makes me really, really happy!  For the uninitiated, Taco-in-a-Bag is a bag of chips (lunch box size, I get Doritos) with a scoop of taco meat, some lettuce, nacho cheese, and salsa.  (You can put tomatoes, sour cream, and whatever else you want in, I’m just a super picky eater.)  Then you kind of close the bag, squish it all together, and then you eat it.  Sounds weird, looks gross, tastes amazing!

10. Comments!

I always get excited when someone comments, but I was uber excited this week when I saw that someone I’ve never met outside of the internet commented!  It probably sounds silly, but I find it amazing that these little posts can be read by anyone, anywhere.

 

Morbid Jelly Beans

Published August 20, 2012 by Malia

My room is mostly put together.  I still haven’t gotten my desktop computer up and running, but otherwise things are going okay.  When I was unloading the van last night I felt like I had a ton of stuff with me, but looking around, I don’t think I really brought that much.  It just happened that the stuff I brought took up much packing space.  I brought a few things that remind me of home, including some things that I pulled when we were going through Grampa’s remaining belongings.  Included was a glass “Jelly Belly” jar.  Inside the jar are a few remaining “Jelly Belly” jelly beans that he never got eaten.  Mom asked me if I’d gotten a refill for the jar, and I said, “No, I’ve just got these sad little morbid jelly beans sitting here.”  I find it slightly odd to think about those things that hold memories of others for us.

Classes start tomorrow.  I’ve got a fun morning of Spanish and Modern Grammar.  I’m not incredibly worried, but I’d be lying if I said I’m not nervous.  The last time I took any Spanish was my junior year of high school, most notably remembered for the fact that A. I had to have all my wisdom teeth out that year, and more importantly B. 9/11 happened during my fall semester.  I’ve heard excellent things about my teacher, so I’m really looking forward to remembering and improving my Spanish.  I’m not sure how to feel about Modern Grammar.  I’m glad I’m not stuck in archaic grammar, but I’m really hoping modern doesn’t mean I’m going to have to unlearn everything I learned years ago.  Once upon a time I really excelled at grammar, and while I still remember the basics, I’ve gotten lazy over the years.

I’m hoping my cable to plug my television into the campus cable comes tomorrow.  I figured that even though I don’t want to watch tv ad naseum, I have a tv, and I’m paying for campus cable via my student fees (there’s no way to opt out of the cable as far as I know), so I might as well make use of the “free” cable.  (Side note: I find it interesting how things get presented as being “free,” when really all free means is that you’re not paying out of pocket at this moment.)

The truly bright and shining moment of today was the return of Taco in a Bag.  Last year I was introduced to the concept, and while initially I thought it weird, and that it looked kind of nauseating, it’s also kind of addictive.  It was just as good as I remembered, and I took it as a positive sign that this is going to be a year of excellence.