shampoo conspiracy

I have a theory about shampoo and conditioner.

Have you ever noticed that when you use separate shampoo and conditioner, one always tends to run out before the other no matter how hard you try to use the same quantities of each. So you run out of conditioner but you still have shampoo left, so you buy a new bottle of conditioner. A few weeks later, your shampoo runs out, but you still have conditioner. So then you buy a new bottle of shampoo and the whole process repeats itself in perpetuity.

As I was perusing the aisles of the Rexall Drugstore on Telegraph for another bottle of Aussie Conditioner, I began to wonder....is it possible that the manufactors might put less conditioner or shampoo into the bottles so that you'll be forced into the aforementioned cycle? Once you have to buy a new bottle of conditioner with half of bottle of shampoo left, you're pretty much locked into the brand. You don't really want to mix shampoos and conditioners because I think that's bad, or maybe that's just what they want you to think so that you don't go around buying a bottle of Herbal Esssences conditioner to go with your Aussie Shampoo.

I vowed I would do an experiment and see if the quantities of shampoo and conditioner were the same, but I don't really have too many qualms with being locked into the Aussie hair product cycle. It smells pretty good and my hair looks about the same as it does with other shampoos. So I guess that means all this theorizing has been for naught.

Just know that I'm on to you Aussie. Your devious, underhanded, upside-down ways are no secret to me. I know what's up.

STOP ADVERTISING IN MY BLOG

Don't waste your time trying to advertise in my blog, because I am just going to delete all the stupid comments you make pretending that you've read my blog but are really all about getting people to come to your lame phone sex blog.

DO SOMETHING BETTER WITH YOUR LIFE AND LEAVE ME ALONE.

top five favorite albums

in no particular order

1. no doubt - tragic kingdom
2. wyclef jean - the carnival
3. death cab for cutie - transatlancism
4. kenna - new sacred cow
5. jeff buckley - grace

the best feeling in the world

do you want to know what the best feeling in the world is??

it's when you're eating a bag of something really good that you're enjoying and you think you've finished the entire bag and then you look in one more time to make sure it's empty, and there's one more delicious morsel hidden the corner.

yeah....that's what it's aaaaaaallllll about.

out of sight, out of mind?

i've been having a lot of adages and old sayings running through my head lately, but one in particular more than others:

if a tree falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?

i would like to pose my own, similar question:
if you're a dating someone, but you only see them once a month (at the best) and you don't have an open or even reliable line of communication...are you, for all intensive purposes, actually in a relationship?

okay, yes. the long distance relationship isn't supposed to be easy, by any means. i expected that. what i didn't expect is that my boyfriend would find countless ways to make things harder then they already are, mainly joining a fraternity, of guys that i certainly am amused by but nonetheless take up all of his time, losing important things like his cellphone charger, leaving his cellphone on silent for days on end, opting to take inordinate amounts of naps rather than talk with me on the phone. i could go on, but i won't because chances are he might read this.

maybe i'm a needy person....but i don't feel like i'm asking for too much when i expect my long distance boyfriend to actually call me everyone once in a while and...oh...you know....talk to me.

and if i am...then well, fuck me, what the hell am i thinking?

the blog is back

sooooooo.....in sheer desperation to find new methods of procrastination, I tried the myspace thing, and yeah...it's kind of cool, but i found myself missing the days of the blog. now, i know that blogs are supposed to be political and actually interesting and ruminations about the most mundane aspects of daily life should be relegated to a diary or livejournal....but i love my blog and and i feel that it's period of quiet hibernation needs to come to an end.

granted, i understand that probably no one ever read my blog and no one was particularly heartbroken when i stopped writing in it for a few months and that i'm probably writing for my own entertainment...but that kind of gets at the heart of blogging in a sense: shameless self-indulgence and truly being the center of your own universe.

so i'm back to perform cpr on my blog and bring it back to life. i'll try and be political, savvy, provoking, antagonizing, in addition to a whole range of human emotions.

welcome back blog. i missed you.

the rebirth of the blog

la dentista

so i went to the dentist yesterday. and while i was getting x-rays taken (x-rays that i apparently didn't need and for which my mother chastized me) i got to thinking: how safe are these things? i'm beginning to think that the lead apron they place across your vitals is only there to make you THINK the x-ray is safe. i mean really, how safe is it to have that thing inches away from your brain, shooting rays of radiation? my suspicion isn't helped by the fact that the dentist's aid is scurrying out of the room every time she takes an x-ray, no doubt to escape the harmful rays. and here i am, sitting here with this thing pointed at my fucking face.

library etiquette part 2

two things that you can do in a library without fearing retribution:

1) fart very loudly like the girl that was sitting next to me did then sit there frozen in sheer terror, then slowly look around to see if anyone is staring at you in disgust.

2) be a crazy looking old man - like a funky asian version of mr. burns w/ funky huge glasses straight outta the 80s and a puffy blue jacket, shuffling around looking all senile - walk by me, look over at me, make eye contact and then burp very very loudly.

library etiquette

I will take a brief break from getting my ass kicked by this film paper to provide you with The Top 5 Things You Shouldn't Do In A Library So That You Won't Be The Victim of a Most Horrible Violation:

5) Talk very loudly on your cellphone. No one wants to hear your uninteresting one-sided conversation. We're already suffering enough trying to study and write papers, jackass.

4) Leave your cellphone on the table when you leave to go do god knows what and forget to put it on silent and it rings and rings and rings some awful techno crap straight out of the eighties AND blinks obnoxious colors that are more distracting than facebook. You're a jerk and I hate you.

3) Sit right next to me when there are a million other tables you could work at. Chances are I don't like you, so go away. Plus you probably smell funny.

2) Meander back and forth through the stacks wearing high heels that make clicking noises that echo through the entire library. NO you don't look good in those heels and they make you walk funny, like some poor crippled animal.

1) Make a lot of noise while getting out of your chair (b/c the library ppl were brilliant and didn't put rolly chairs in the library but instead opted for the chairs that are capable of making the loudest noise possible when slid) b/c you are an idiot and don't understand that you pulling the chair out is going to make lots of noise and make people (people being me) incredibly unhappy. Fuck off, you are the ultimate library bastard.

Now back to my regularly scheduled academic ass kicking.

moments in disgrace

check out my review:

moments in grace

Now you understand why I'm now using this cd as a coaster.

getting the party started

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

I think this picture is really indicative of the special relationship that Katie and I share. This is precisely why we are rooming together next year ~grin~.

I do like a good spanking.

Work It

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

I think this picture speaks for itself.

And dare i say...new facebook picture??

Suite 209: Hottest Suite on the Floor

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

I mean, you have to admit, we're a pretty good looking suite. And not to toot my own horn, but toot toot. I'm not looking so bad. It's kind of sad to realize that this is the best that I'll ever look. I mean, pretty much, from here it's all downhill. Gravity will have it's way with me and soon i'll be wrinkly and saggy. ~sigh~. But hey, at least I have this awesome picture to remember how cute i used to be.

Wow Sofie, nice...reeeeallll nice.

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

Yeah, way to ruin the picture. Everyone looks all cute and there i am looking all retarded. I can do some pretty freaking weird things w/ my face, that's for sure. I honestly cannot tell you what on earth I was thinking.

Oo this could be a fun game: Make your own caption!!!

The best caption gets...a signed photograph of me?? Or maybe I'll take you out to lunch or something or record your voicemail message for you.

Towle Floor 2....and Steve

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

Here are some of the people who live on my floor. Then there's Steve who lives on the fourth floor, i think. He's always hanging out in David and Paul's room. They call him Kramer b/c he just wanders in unannounced and eats all of their food.

So yeah, this is all of us, the first group of people at DU for sake bombing b/c David always tells us to get there way earlier than we need to be. So we're usually the first people there, which just makes us look really desperate to drink...which sometimes we are.

DU or Bust

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Here are the hotties of Floor 2 (from left to right): Laura, yours truly, Katie, Mayra and Gina. We're on our way to Delta Upsilon for sake bombing. I don't know what made me think that I'd enjoy that considering I like neither beer nor sake. I went out oan a limb and the limb fucking broke. So I spent that night completely sober. Nice.

the buttcrack of dawn

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

ever wondered what the buttcrack of dawn actually looks like? i woke up to it this morning and i thought a photo sesh was appropriate and necessary. needless to say, laura is one of my favorite people for moments such as this.

Oooooohhhh Katie

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

Katie was playing with my phone one day and took this self-portrait. I'd say it's pretty telling in that she is a crazy lunatic. Well not really....well kind of...sometimes. ~shrug~

How to describe Katie? She is a total hypochondriac; she once seriously thought she had the scarlet fever. she's into punk music and lots of 80s stuff - i can't tell you how many times i've heard "when i think about you i touch myself" blasting from her room. we have two lectures together and our poli sci section together (it's funny cuz we usually get the same grades on everything). ummmmmmmmmm what other salient information can i provide? she's read the last unicorn, which i feel is one of the crowning achievments of the english language.

super star

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

Here is my mommy. She is beautiful, no? Now you can see where I get it from ~wink~. Juuuuuusssst kidding.

This is when we went to Cafe Ladro in Bothell. It used to be a Pier 1 Pizza and then I came home and it was suddenly a coffeehouse. I went to Pier 1 Pizza once, and the only thing I remember about it was that the chick working there was hella granola and had mad crazy armpit hair. props to her for being natural, i know i could never do that.

Anway, we went to Cafe Ladro and had some coffee w/ Sean. The coffee was okay, certainly not the best I've ever had, but not horrible. I would recommend the Lion's Den over Cafe Ladro. They have some of the smoothest coffee I've ever tasted.

Yup, that's my boyfriend

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

I found a few pictures from break on my phone today, so I thought I'd put them up.

This one is of Sean....picking his nose. He's a real charmer. That's why I'm dating him.

guilty pleasure

i go through these embarrassing periods where all i feel like listening to is awful but oh so good pop music. my guilty pleasure right now is kelly clarkson's "since u been gone." i made the mistake of leaving the suite door and my room door open while playing the song four times in a row. david was not too happy with me and i have to admit that i was thoroughly mortified. i like to pride myself in having refined tastes in music, but sometimes i just breakdown. come on now, you have to admit it's a pretty good song. and you can't honestly say that you haven't caught yourself passionately singing along. right?

bad sofie!

i've been a bad little blogger. i went home for a week and didn't write a single blog. terrible, i know. but this is what i figure: life is what's happening while you're busy writing your blog. i suppose i could make a feeble attempt to sum up my week, but i've never been good at that type of stuff. perhaps i will mention a few interesting tidbits in future posts, but for now, i offer a few things that i was thinking about while i was on my way back to berkeley...

1. easter egg hunts are the shit. my mom hides eggs in the living room and tim and i scramble around to find them. the race is given a certain element of urgency and heightened competition by the fact that my mom gives us money instead of candy for the eggs we find. today was an easy $54. totally worth getting completely taken out by tim and smashing my shin into my basket. these things can get pretty brutal.

2. do men with beards have sex? well...of course they do. but i just can't imagine having sexual relations with a bearded man. stubble is itchy enough as it is, but can you imagine a beard??? i suppose you could have sex w/o the beard rubbing all over your face and what not, but it doesn't really sound that intimate, and isn't that what sex is all about?

3. if warm water is best for washing your hands and killing germs, then why do they automatic faucets in public restrooms use cold water? clearly the well-being of the general public is not the number one priority.

4. i'm reading this fantastic book that sean got me for christmas called a natural history of the senses. i'm on smell right now and let me tell you, it's fascinating. apparently there is some guy who theorizes that men only want to have sex with women because "women's wombs smell of herring brine, and men are trying to get back to the primordial ocean." there is some interesting shit in this book.

5. street people scare me. a lot. seriously, what is the deal with street people??

nevermind the modernist in the corner

omg you have to check out alex's blog. i cannot boast anything as interesting as the conversation between andy and paul c. i promise you it will be worth your while, especially if you know paul c.

hollaback girl

An attractive girl but not the cream of the crop.

Example: When Tom sees Juile at a club, He hollas at her because she looks good but then when he sees Becky he forgets all about Juile. At the end of the night Becky won't put out so he 'hollas back' at Juile.

R.I.P. Tyson

Tyson was one bad ass cat. I didn't know him for very long but he always let me pet him and wouuld never scratch or bite me. They called him Tyson because he had a piece missing out of his ear. He used to meow outside of the window when Sean and I were trying to make out on his bed. And I've been told that Tyson used to lure the Mahoney's coy with his tail and then scoop them out of the pond. Devilish little cat. He was wonderfully mischievious and will be sorely missed. If there is a cat heaven, surely that's where Tyson is, scooping coy endlessly out of infinite ponds.

McQ

guess who got to see McQueen today? yeah, that would be me. inglemoor's MUN was down here for their conference and McQ and i went out and got some coffee. it was most excellent. and i got all the dirt on the teachers. ;)

frogger

i got frogger on my phone because i got sick of the NY Times Word Challenge game (which I was horribly bad at) and I need something to do when I soak my ear in sea salt water for 10 minutes every night (cartilege piercing). now the thing i never understood about frogger is, well...he's a frog right? and frogs are amphibious. so if frogger is a frog who is amphibious, then why, pray tell, does he die when he goes in the water??

daffodils: overgrown weeds?

i wanted to help children with aids and i wanted five flowers for a dollar. unfortunately, those flowers were daffodils. and as it turns out, daffodils aren't that pretty and they don't smell to good either. which leads me to believe that they are simply weeds that have escaped proper categorization and are existing under the misleading guise of flowers. but at least i helped children with aids.

next blog >>

woa. check out the blog that is after mine. woa. just woa.

me against the mono

laura has mono. i live with laura. sofia + roommate who has mono = not good for my hypochondria. katie is a total hypochondriac too. she once thought she had scarlet fever. katie and i came down with mono-like symptoms yesterday - sore throat, weird head feelings. i have been drinking water like a mad woman and taking an inordinate amount of pills - vitamin C and four echinacea pills daily. i'm praying that i don't have mono because i'm going home in less than two weeks and i'd really like to go home and makeout w/ my boyfriend. it's me against the mono now. or as katie aptly put it last night, mono y mono.

well that gives a new meaning to 'exhibitionist'

no sneezes in poli sci yet, BUT before you get too disappointed, i have a much better story.
katie and i stayed up very late last night writing poli sci essays so we were exhausted when we got to lecture. i was just sitting there trying to pay attention and at the beginning of class i had noticed that hisham, a fellow that lives on my floor and as laura says is "always up to no good," who was sitting infront of me (the auditorium has stadium-like seating, so you can see the computer screens anyone infront of your) was watching a video or something on his computer. a few minutes later i looked at his screen again and i thought i saw a girl fondling a guy lying down. sure enough, hisham was watching hard core porn in the middle of lecture. i turned to katie and asked her if hisham was watching porn cuz i just couldn't believe my eyes. we both sat there totally shocked as hisham proceeded to watch porn for the entire hour and a half. needless to say, i've never been so distracted in my life.

after class, katie and i were thoroughly distrubed and kind of disgusted. i mean, don't get me wrong, i do like a good porn now and then, but not at 9:30 in the morning and certainly not during class or in public for that matter. what we found out later was that hisham had been planning this whole thing for like a week because he wanted to see if anyone would tell him to turn it off. yeah fuck if anyone is going to tell him to turn it off. we were all staring with complete morbid fascination. at least i was. i mean...what?

bless you...

so.

i'm sitting in my poli sci lecture, listening to professor karol lecture about political parties. katie and i discovered early in the semester that professor karol says bless you to people who sneeze. and it's really cool. so, my goal for the last month and half has been to sneeze very loudly and have prof. karol bless me. up to this point, i have wasted two good sneezes. my quest continues. i'll keep you updated.

costume party!!!

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

On Thursday, pretty much the entire 2nd floor got dressed up as something that started with D or U (for Delta Upsilon) for a costume party in the frat's basement. Sean and I dressed up as dominos (cute, i know). This is us with Gina and Mayra, wonderful girls who live down the hall. (This awesome pic is courtesy of Gina) They are dressed up as Doublemint Twins. You can't see it, but they have the exact same shoes on. People got pretty creative. There was sa Dildo Unicorn, David dressed up as Derek Zoolander, Jomar and his girlfriend dressed us Up and Down, Katie was Doris Day. It was all good fun.

And my hair looks pretty fucking awesome in this pic, don't you think??

where you going?

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

Sean (holding my hand..i think) walking to Delta Upsilon for the costume party!

ONE MORE DAY

all i have to do is get through this one day sanity intact...

tomorrow sean is coming for an entire week. the long awaited and much anticipated day is almost here. god it's so close i can almost TASTE it. i honestly can't believe he is going to be here, right here, in person, in berkeley, not 800 miles away for 7 days. it won't seem real until i see him at the airport and get to hug him and hit him really hard for taking so long to come visit me. and then i'll get to tote him around and show him off to all my friends. it's all rather exciting isn't it?

and we have the whole suite to ourselves for the weekend (all my roomies are going home). need i say more?

go on laura

this is how cool my roommate is: i came back from class and her computer was playing Michael Jackson's Number Ones. Pretty freaking tight. ja-mon! ~crotchgrab~

wtf gwen

okay.

don't get me wrong. i love love LOVE gwen. but as cool as she is....the rich girl video is pretty freaking bad. the pirate idea is cool (i'm absolutely convinced tony had something to do with it)and gwen looks hat as always. but honestly. wtf. gwen faired much better in the no doubt videos. so not only should gwen have released "hollaback girl" or "bubble pop electric" as her second single, she shouldn't have made the rich girl video. if there is anything gwen should learn from "rich girl," it is that choreographed dance is definitely not for her.

so i am going to sit here and pretend that i didn't see that video. cuz it almost ruined the song for me.

it's by-line time

check out my first article with a by-line!!!

feathers over folsom

the daily cal

check out my first article published in the daily cal!

it's the second article, so don't forget to scroll down.

it's cool seeing your name in print

:)

sometimes all you need is a little alex.

alex, you will be the godfather (if not the father) of my children.

nasty, brutish and short

do i hate my life right now?

yeah, i kinda do.

bottoms up

so i bought this juice from the farmer's market yesterday and i was looking at the label while i was opening it and it says "warning: this product is unpasteurized and may contain bacteria that may be harmful to children, the elderly or those with weakened immune systems."

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

i drank it anyway.

i have a good joke about pastuerization:
so there was this blonde who went to skin care boutique because she wanted a milk bath. "sir," she said to the sales clerk,"i would like to buy some milk for a milk bath." "Well," he responded," would you like your milk pastuerized?" the blonde responded,"No, up to my tits is fine."

mmmmm cherry pie

i had such an extreme fat girl moment last night.

i stole four pieces of cherry pie from the dining commons.

it's sad when your life starts to revolve around food.

~yawn~

so what's more boring than microfilm?

microfilm from 1913.

snore.

what did you just say?

here are some words that i have discovered people around here don't say, have never heard, don't understand most of the time and generally laugh at me when i say them:

shiznit (as in this prof is the shiznit)
mo (as in mo tight!)
hard a (as in what you need to have a fun night)
biznack (as in why are you all up in my biznack?)
chief (as in you wake up with balls written on your forehead)
chonch (as in after a hard night of partying, mary is chonching in the toilet)

well at least they say hella down here (nor cal forever!)

kanye's workout plan...

so after a rather uneventful night of frat hopping, i woke up and decided to workout. as if working out isn't bad enough as it is, some girl had her stereo down there and was blasting her music. the madonna was tolerable espcially since i had my ipod, but when she put on nsync and turned it up, i just got annoyed. seriously, don't subject people to your shitty choice in music cuz i'm not subjecting you to my much better taste in music even though it would probably do you good.

tanning = scary

so my roommate works at a tanning salon that just opened on telegraph, about two blocks down and one block over from our dorms. we like to pick laura up from work cuz she usually works until it's dark and she was already almost mugged while walking through campus on the middle of a sunday afternoon. (the best thing about this whole incidence is that Laura called me after it happened and was absolutely cracking up over the whole situation. talk about having a sense of humor about life). anywho, so david and i went to pick laura up from work and while she was closing we wandered around the salon. Now, I've never seen a tanning upclose before, and frankly, they look like coffins. david would agree to this. there was a super tanning bed at the end that kind of reminded me of that coffin thing that michael jackson sleeps in. we decided that the place is a tanning salon by day and a vampire's layer by night. would that be a most awesome teen comedy/horror flick? i should write that one up and send it to quentin tarantino or francis ford coppola.

mr polzin, the phone

so alex definitely needs to call me way more often because his ringtone is the pixies "where is my mind" and it's perhaps my most favorite ringtone of all time.

alex also needs to transfer to berkeley, b/c architecture students here definitely aren't as cool. take fore example, paul who lives across the hall, who cheats on his girlfriend, tries to lure me into his bed with alcohol and is definitely watching porn with another guy in his room.

can you saw eewwww?

just as good if not better

i wore a denim miniskirt and lime green knee high socks and white mary-janes to school today. it is seriously amazing the kind of attention you will get with lime green knee high socks. So not only did i rediscover my love of learning, i rediscoverd my love of knee high socks. they may not be lace up suede knee high boots, but i still got to traipse around in a miniskirt.

back in the saddle again

i don't think i've experienced this kind of excitement about education since i started kindergarten. and i am thrilled to discover that the ennui induced by 12 years of mandatory primary education isn't permament. i came here to learn and now that the learning has begun i can barely contain my childish giddiness. who knew learning could be this fun??

i only had two classes today, my poli sci lecture and my discussion for history 7b (US history from after the Civil War to present). I'm particuarly excited about history and I haven't even had lecture yet. My GSI was telling us about the prof, Leon Litwack. He is a Pulitzer Prize winner and has been teaching for 40 years. As you can imagine, he doesn't exactly need to be teaching a introductory history class. So basically he is doing it purely for the love of nourishing young minds, such as mine. People like Prof. Litwack make up for all the Ms. Harrises in the entire world.

check it

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

yeah, i'm so conceited that i put pictures of myself up on my own blog.

and one more thing. am i really that white?!

~gasp~ fresh food!!!!!

we went to the farmer's market today! it was pretty nice. certainly not pike place but seeing fresh vegetabls and fruits was consolation enough. i bought a baguette, four pink lady apples, a button pastry for myself and one for laura who was unable to attend because she had training for her new job at the tanning salon on telegraph ave. on the way back i bought three gerbera daisies and put my florist shop work experience to use. claudia's throw back for sure.

the long awaited something that we've been looking for

or whatever the beckett quote is.

so today alice, my other suitemate, moved in. we have been speculating what she will be like for the past 5 days. and for the past five days we have greatly anticipated her arrival. we had many theories about alice's character, but i think the theory we settled on was alice the one-legged crack whore. awful i know, but this is how we pass the time at berkeley...judging people before we even meet them. however, this particular scenario seemed to work especially well because john from across the hall is missing his roommate as well. so as our theory goes, matt is alice's pimp and they eloped together. he is a stern but loving master. alas, alice is nothing of the sort. she is a quiet and polite korean girl whose stuff smells kind of funny and is indeed what we most expected in our hearts.

laundry

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

laura and i did our first load(s) of laundry today. i did one load...laura did 5. granted one load was a cardigan and the other was a pair of slippers. but still, between the two of us, all six of the washing machines were in use. it was a rather successful venture as far as laundry goes. nothing shrank, got discolored or was lost. cheers to laundry.

tree huggers

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in true berkeley spirit, katie and i hugged a very large eucalyptus tree during the midnight tour of the campus. picture courtesy of scott from wada.

we know...

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

this should give you a sense of the boys who live across the hall.

discovery

so i am discovering something about dntel at this moment. dntel, like most other exceptionally good music, is even better when played very very loud through headphones. if you are unfamiliar with dntel, i highly suggest you download some immediately. last songs is wonderful and this is the song (of evan and chan) is awesome too, especially if you like the postal service because it is afterall the first song ben gibbard and jimmy tambarello did together which started the whole postal service thing in the first place! there is a lot of sublety to his music so just remember to play it nice and loud.

uh...i think someone made a mistake

if anything has become blatantly clear in the last couple days, it is the fact that i have some serious issues. i'm beginning to think that maybe someone made a mistake admitting me into this school. for instance, i cannot figure out the doors in our bathroom. one of them you have to push and the other you have to pull. i was having such a hard time with the doors that i wrote push and pull on the doors. shit community college really did make me stupid.

checkmate

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Originally uploaded by sothenodoubter.

these are some of my new friends. on the left is laura, my roommate. she is from socal and doesn't say hella. laura wants to be a biz ad major. she likes to read. laura and i have a few things in common. we are both vegetarians and worked at the old spaghetti factory. she has many loves of her life that i have trouble keeping track of. she claimst to be anti-social but she seems to get along with everyone and i find her quite fun.

on the right is david from across the hall. he came all the way from portland, maine (where he used to work at L.L. Bean) to go to school here. he said something about transfering to UC Davis because he could major in wine production but we are currently trying to dissuade him. it seems that david an i like a lot of the same music, thus far: jimi hendrix, jay-z and radiohead. however, david almost gave me a heartattack because he didn't know who gwen stefani was.

digs

digs
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welcome to my side of room 209 B located in Towle Hall! Now that i have my posters up, my dorm room is starting to feel a little more like home. it's amazing what some pieces of paper can do for a room. i really love our dorm room. apparently our rooms at the end of the hall are substantially bigger than the other rooms. also, my room is designed to be a triple. given that there are only two of us living in it, there is a generous helping of space.

at long last

so i am officially a college student. i even have the college email address to prove it (ssalazarrubio@calmail.berkeley.edu)! i'm all moved in and pretty much settled. the only thing left is putting up my posters. we got some poster gum today because we aren't allowed to put holes in the walls since they are brand spanking new dorms. the we i refer to is myself, my roommate Laura, our suitemate Katie and a guy from across the hall David from Maine. We took the BART to El Cerrito Del Norte to go to Target and pick up some essentials and some nonessentials...mostly nonessentials. I'm so glad that there is a Target relatively nearby because i must continue my love affair. anywho, my roomies are awesome and the guys who live across the hall are pretty tight. all in all i'm adjusting well and trying very hard to avoid homesickness. regardless, i still have pangs of missing those i reluctantly left behind.

kiss of the flea

those crazy spaniards, they've certainly got a flair for fashion. i bought this kukuxumusu brand pen from third place books yesterday. it's green and it has cows in camo w/ guns and one lone hippy flower-child cow with a peace sign painted on its udder. it's wildly strange and hilarious, so i figured i'd check out their website, which initially was entirely in spanish. once i got it translated, i wandered around and found the most incredible merchandise. t-shirts of a panda being humped by a koala (my personal favorite), an owl snorting a line of coke, porcupines having sex and other more disturbing yet strangely fascinating images. for a couple dozen euro, these magnificent creations can be yours. pretty fucking cool.