Most random thing ever: I've just re-discovered e e cummings. I don't know how I'd forgotten (or perhaps never realized?) how delightfully, novelly insightful his work is. I've always hated trying to decipher the deep metaphor that many poets used; but I actually enjoy the layered meanings here.

And now I'm wandering around poets.org and having flashbacks to 10th grade Western Lit....

unoriginal//behind the curve

Pink Martini is wonderful. Even without China Forbes (so sad), they were wonderful. Thomas Lauderdale is adorable. Storm Large is incredible. Ari Shapiro (NPR White House correspondent) sang several songs. (I hadn't realized, but one of my favourite songs from the Splendor in the Grass album was actually written for him.) They did a five-song encore, one of which was a humourous duet version of "Sympathique" by Ari Shapiro and Storm Large.

And they had Saori Yuki as a surprise guest for her U.S. debut! I literally squeed aloud and started bouncing in my seat when they announced her. She is AMAZING. She has the most incredible voice - pure, with stunning range and versatility. She sang everything from Japanese ballads to "White Christmas" to "Puff, the Magic Dragon"....

I totally bought CDs and a tee-shirt and, for once, actually stood in line for autographs.

The whole experience was utterly delightful; I hope I get to see them again. If you ever get a chance, I highly, highly recommend them.

Anyone know the username "Fhostile6" on Words with Friends? I'm guessing it's probably a function of the "Random Opponent" option, but I hate not knowing these things.

I've been reading about Twitter hashtags. Fascinating. I kind of want to get a Twitter account just to see what all the hype is about. I'm grossly behind the curve.

So bored at work today, ugh.

I am THIS CLOSE *holds up fingers a hair's breadth apart* to curling up in a corner, rocking back and forth, and whimpering.

Literally. I'm already emitting piteous noises.

It astounds me that it took me less than an hour to catch up on my entire F-list minus two. I don't think I'd realized how few of us (or, more accurately, you) still post on even a semi-regular basis.

I'm very proud of myself this week: I maxed out my PT test for the first time since OCS - for the first time since my car accident. My OCS PT test was slightly better, but only by about 3 seconds on my run. My raw scores were 83 push-ups, 83 sit-ups, and a run time of 15:26. By my calculations, that comes out to 341. For some reason, the company claims it's a 351.... In any case, it's the company high, and I'm terribly pleased about it.

I just learned that I've been misspelling Villarreal's name all this time. Two Rs, Pua, two Rs. How mortifying. The anal-retentive part of me is sorely tempted to go back and edit every single instance of his name, lest posterity should stumble upon my unwitting error.

Um, hi.
I'm still alive.
I have lots of news, but nothing to say.
I'm sorry for falling off the planet, but I'm not really back on the planet yet.
I just thought I should check in and say hi, and I'm still alive.

That's all.

I FUCKING HATE Valentine's Day.

Just saying.

Also, I finally have Internet at home. I can now freely vent my frustration into the intarwebz! I know this thrills you all immensely.

STOP THE PRESSES. MY LUGGAGE HAS FINALLY ARRIVED. THE WORLD CAN START TURNING AGAIN.

Twilight movie review! Because I KNOW you were DYING to hear my take on it.

( Cut for ranting and TMI. )