Am all decked out today in Halloween costume :) As you all might have guessed, am a gypsy this year!!! My boss is a ghostly gentleman and my office manager is a tourist all decked out in flip flops and a hawaii sundress. Am not doing justice to all these great costumes so will refer you to a picture link as soon as I can find a USB wire to hook the pictures up.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN y'all!!!!! I'm going out and I'm going to find me some game tonite!

Look at what I found on the web!
An ART SHOW of my favorite TV show, Law and Order.
You think it'd be too much to buy one of the oils and have em on my wall?

now I DON'T want to talk about the Yankees or Derek Jeter.

On a much happier note, my parents are in town. We went to the Farmer's market on Saturday. What a load of fun!! I'd never been to the Farmer's market in the Ferry terminal before and it was truly everything I'd imagined it to be. Herbs, spices, veggies, organic fruit, flowers.. oh joy!

And if I may add, a great place to boy watch. I'd hazard a guess that most of the boys there were not of the heterosexual kind, but nonetheless gorgeous; and it's ever so sexy to entertain the thought that I could land a boy who would take a basket shopping for fresh basil. Mom and Dad were there, so I couldn't go stand next to the cutie pie picking out rhubarb and ask him for his recipes.

For lunch, Mom, Dad and I had roast chicken, polenta and lemonade at the market. We made a total picnic out of it. There was a clarinet player playing Armstrong's many songs in the background. Bright blue skies, and blue waterfront.

We drove up to Napa Valley for some outlet shopping later that afternoon. I picked up a pretty white linnen dress, and these ultra cool kimono pants. Which, made me feel a whole lot better after hearing that the results of this year's World Series.

Got my Halloween costume today!!! What a ball of fun I'm going to have. When I'm done accessorizing, I will take lots of pix and put it up on the web :)
What costume will I wear? Here's a clue: it has to do with a magic 8 ball.
That's a darn giveaway!

It is Fall that I really begin to miss New York. My friends and I used to drive upstate to see the leaves turn colors. My friend Felix, who is an avid photographer, used to hike up the hills each week to take these beautiful pictures of the woods as they prepared for winter. My other friend Jo and I would be apple picking in orchards nearby. A whole barrel of apples for $10! You can imagine what desserts we had after!

It's a pity that there are no seasons here in San Francisco. Waiting for any season to arrive is like the anticipation of a big party! In late September, early October, one gets restless. Summer's gone, but it's not quite autumn yet. And then, one day it just happens. I suppose it happens on different days for different people, but it just happens. The air is chilly, but not frosty. The trees are decked out in colors of deep red and gold. You have your autumn beret on and your hands warm in woolly gloves. The guy on the street no longer sells gelato; instead the smell of cider wafts from his little vendor cart. Dean and Deluca has changed their window display from strawberries and pineapples, to pumpkin and squash.

Happenstance happiness.

People always say spring is the season to fall in love. I beg to differ. I say Fall, is the season to fall in love. For what better season is there to snuggle under the blanket with a friend? Or to sip warm hot chocolate together on the street corner? Or to rub hands together to keep those fingertips warm? Winter you say? Too cold I think. In Fall, you can still go out to the park, sit on the bench and watch the late swallows fly south. There's no hassle with snow or slush or slippery sidewalks. And being outside in this autumn chill is actually nice. Museums are empty, kids are in school, and the streets are less filled than summer and you avoid the winter holiday shopping rush.

Anyone out there who wants to Fall in love with me? If eligible, tickets to New York gladly provided :)

was in LA for a wedding over the weekend. Promptly plopped myself onto the couch as soon as I got back to SF. Lo and behold, what's on tv? "You've got mail". Talk about the universe trying to put the romance in my life.
It was really really nice to see all my friends coupled up and settling down. But it must be disconcerting that I haven't done the same. My friend, K, who was the other dateless person there, is a non-believer of marriage, but she's got the boyfriend. I suppose the rest of the folks forgive her therefore for showing up without a date. I, on the other hand, have no excuse.
It isn't quite so horrid being without a date. I think it's worse if you bring a date and you end up having to entertain that person because you're putting him through this whole ceremonial business. I say that with a conviction because I truly hate being the "date" at someone's wedding. I don't know the people, I'm not particularly happy for the bride/ groom cos I don't know them anyway... and on top of that, I NEVER get the inside jokes when the toast is made.
I move to propose that wedding invitations invite a party of one (not two).

ahhh... the sweet joys of winning the pennant

will be at a wedding this weekend. Hopefully not boring. I'll be at the bar watching the world series after the vows.

ARRRGGGHHHHHHH

they just HAD to leave Jose Contreras in there. ARRRGGGHHHHH

What the FUCK was Joe Torre thinking?????

ARRRGGGHHHHHHHH

game 7 tomorrow.
shit

Someday, I will graduate and not have to worry about homework. Weekends are great. This weekend was very great, if it weren't for the fact that I now feel guilty on a sunday night for having vegged and not having done homework. Was browsing at a bookstore today. So much joy in that. All these books to read! Except I can't. I have too many books at home as it is that I don't want to read. My econometrics text book, my 6 books on social network analysis, my 2 books on school choice, not to mention the gillion journal articles on my desk. All this for a stupid MA, for which I am seriously questioning. This brain needs a break!

Went for a run on Saturday. My body was ready for it, I could tell, because it just wanted to run and run and not ever stop. And the weather was perfect as well. This is possibly, other than watching tv that is, the only brainless activity that I do. I've even stopped running with my discman and radio because it just sends my body into a sensory overload. How ironic. . I used to never be able to run without music. In fact, I used music to trick my body into running and exercising. Now, I don't even want it there anymore. Life is funny like that sometimes.

I know, I'm procrastinating. I'm sitting at my laptop, where I really should begin homework. But instead I'm blogging. Someday, this won't be a guilt activity.

I HAVE to get this t-shirt
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Last night I tutored. I've been tutoring M for the past 3 weeks and even though I dreaded starting, I really look forward to it now. To begin with, this kid is awesome. Everybody falls in love with him. He has the innocence of a 2 year old, is excited about learning, and yet, if I may say so, is wise beyond his years. His parents have split up, hence he lives in two different households from week to week. And he enjoys it. He is beloved and adored by his entire family. Not spoiled. He knows he's lucky.
He's dyslexic. And his parents have spent all the money in the world to learn, find out, and cope with his dyslexia. His mother works from 6am til 9pm everyday running an organization that funds research in dyslexia, making sure President Bush doesn't go back on his "no child left behind" promise. His father and stepmother read every single night with him. Last week he said to me, "they work so hard for me, just so I can get through school". All this from a 14 year old.
Veteran teachers always say that they learn more from their students than their students learn from them. I'm learning. Relearning the innocence of a child, the gratitude and determination of his parents and really, as corny as it is, that love makes everything possible.

Blue skies today. It would have been so nice to be on the water sailing. I wish I had more to say these days about what I'm doing other than working my ass off and having no time at all really. I just need a day to sit and chill out. Instead, there are errands to run, homework to do and a thesis to write.
The only good thing of course is that there's baseball to watch. Not so good that the yankees are down a game, but still... at least it's not reality tv.
You know what they say about working hard for your money- you have no time to spend it. I guess that's how it works. Except I still don't have the money. I'm going shopping this weekend. Money or no money. REI is having a sale. I need new sheets also. I guess I'll make it a day affair.

YANKEES WIIINNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

life in october can only get better :)

Isn't this a great pic ?

The last 2.5 years that I've lived here, I've watched little to no TV. Even though my old place had 3 tvs, I barely got enough box time. One tv was in my roommate's room, the other was in the living room we shared and the last was in my room which got no reception.
That's not to say I'm a tv junkie. I generally don't like to watch tv all day and night. But I need like a 1 hour dosage every 2-3 days. Living at my old place, I rationed it to watching the only think worthwhile- Law and Order. I even had to cut out baseball, because it would take too long and my roommate would sort of huff and puff about it since I had to watch it in the living room. She on the other hand would watch all the reality tv shows that existed out there. Now if there's one thing I have no patience for, its reality tv. Really, how real are your chances of being thrown out to sea with a bunch of over-educated morons? Or marrying a guy you went on tv to meet?
But last night... last night was great. I could channel surf between Law and Order and the Red Sox game; I watched infomercials and the food channel. I watched the ending of "As good as it gets" and bawled my eyes out when Jack Nicholson says to Helen Hunt that he "gets it". (I've got a blog inspired by that coming up). And all i had to do was lay on my couch and move my fingers up and down the remote.
So lovely... just too lovely.