Guilty Pleasure

For all non-Canadians (not that I'm Canadian...) who don't know who the Barenaked Ladies are: they're a Torontonian band with that really big hit in the early 2000s, "One Week." Anyway, "Pollywogs in a Bog" is from their latest kids album (Snack Time) about a tadpole, um, turning into a frog. If this video doesn't make you squee and dance around, I'd say you're a cold, cold-hearted person. Well. Maybe not, but still . . .

If you enjoyed that, I highly recommend "Raisins" from the same album, and check out BNL's "bathroom sessions" on Youtube. And Ed Robertson's supercute to boot! Man. 

Ahem. Okay, okay. Good night!

Malawi?

T'was a cold but successful night of museuming!

Why Wikipedia is awesome:

Happy Sunday!

Fwikki

I went to bed around 6am after a night out, and at 9:45am my mom was already in my room asking to see photos and asking what I'd got for my birthday.

And yes. It looks like I have duck bills...but that's me wearing my dorky anti-teeth-grinding night guard. Why do I share unnecessary information on the Internet? Who knows. Anyway, it was hard to respond to my mom bombarding me with questions. "Who else came last night?" "Fwikki." "Who?" "Fwikzi."

Aaanyway. I need to work and take a nap before I take off for the Lange Nacht der Museen!

Apparently it helps.

Thank you/ありがとう/Vielen Dank/ Merci mille fois for all the wonderful and multilingual birthday messages and presents everyone! I had a superawesome day with a perfect latte macchiato, no homework, and my very own Teddytaur:

My dad doesn't quite get why I'd wanted Teddytaur.

Anywho. My friend suggested an exclusive-ish club for our outing tomorrow, but he reassured me that I'll be fine:

I was 2 in 1998

I'm turning 25 tomorrow. I know that's not very old, but this last year was the first time that I'd felt . . . not superyoung---contributing factors being my first wrinkle and this:

Jean-Michel

My African liquor brings all the girls to the yard.

Or not.

Short Attention Span

I think my attention span has gotten significantly shorter in the last few years. (Just as I wrote that, I opened up a new window to check something else.) I can't seem to concentrate on one thing for a very long time, especially when I'm working on the computer. I usually have at least five windows open at once, and often find myself writing three or more e-mails simultaneously.

Pretty scary. Maybe need to do something about that.

Sharpies

Why Sharpies are awesome.

Happy Sunday!

Dorks are cuter.

A fun night out at the Brauerei! I really like the beer there, but I always wake up the next morning with a weird hangover. Urk. Getting over it slowly.

I think I heard from Maki that dorks were pretty much nerds without intelligence. That made me sad . . . but it's kind of true.

But I think dorks are cuter.

Facebook Family

I've been having a lot of strange dreams lately. Last night, I dreamt that a friend who had graduated from Harvard and whom I respected and believed to be really intelligent turned out to be an avid Sarah Palin supporter. Somehow I must have found this pretty traumatizing because I woke up with tears running down my face.

I'm sure my mom having Facebook wouldn't actually be that big of a deal in real life. Really. But I remember totally flipping out in my dream. Weird.