Current thoughts: I wonder what I should have my students write this week for homework. Next week is halloween and they'll reflect on the emergence of western holidays in eastern nations. I hope the PB&J I just had will calm my stomach. As long as I'm up right now, I should probably update my blog.
So, lately I've been consumed by mainly two things: spending way too much time with Yusi while he tries to study for the GRE (this sat) and TOEFL (next month), and indulging in the awesomeness that is the new toaster oven we bought. The latter has arisen my domesticity and slight zeal for all things bake-able. So far we've made no-boil mac n' cheese, which we ate while watching Guys and Dolls. Then came toasted pumpkin seeds, muffins for breakfast the next day (from a hand-me-down box left by a former teacher), and french fries (while watching The Princess Bride). I got a lot of lesson planning done, as you can imagine.
Soon will come sarma. And brownies, and cookies, and pumpkin bread and baked ziti and more pumpkinseeds and tiny cakesandgarlicbreadandpiiies...
But in other news: I pulled out the ole vinegar trick on my coffee maker today (also left by the same muffin-mix leaver) and was flabbergasted by the amount of white flakey stuff that poured out from its innards. This is why I never use the tap water for anything. Anything. Except showers-- that's just unavoidable.
Meanwhile, away from the digestive topics, I've been slowly, grudgingly, looking at future programs and plans for next year. La France, perhaps? The assistantship program through the CIEP looks interesting. I'm currently e-mailing a girl who is now in the program (Oct-May?) in hopes of gaining more knowledge about how difficult the application process really is. Unfortunately the French aren't known for their aid in bureaucracy. More on this can be found here: www.frenchculture.org Though I currently cannot view that site. Page Load Error. Hopefully this will be different tomorrow. I've accessed it at lightning speed before, I don't know why it's deciding to be uncooperative now.
There's also a few grad programs that look interesting. But could I really see myself at NYU? I'm still rooting for my Naropa plan.
I realize that most of this sounds vague if you haven't previously discussed any of this with me. I apologize. However, right now I'm just too tired to go into detail. I strongly encourage you to email me, or snail mail me. Even if HeDa is being lazy lately with its postal responsibilities.
You see, last year, China Post gave our mail to the Office of International Cooperation... then when they got around to it, they gave it to the reception desk at our building (an area apart from the entrance to my section of the building)... then they handed it over to the desk-worker at the door we laowai use to get into our apartments. This way, we would be told as the women working the desk saw us coming in, or else they'd tape letters to the glass window so we'd see them as we passed.
But no, this year, this final step is skipped; our letters stay at reception, without even a call up to our rooms. So I'm constantly going into the reception desk asking if I have mail. I feel like a chump whenever I do this. Maybe it's a pride thing. I just want you to give me my mail, don't make me beg for it, thusly showing how much I desperately cling to every outside correspondence. Don't make me do that, baby.
Even still, write me, k?
I realize that I haven't posted my address up here. But maybe I shouldn't. International stalkers? Just... email me for it if you don't have it. I switched rooms, so that matters, maybe. Also, I have the chinese characters that you may print out and then paste onto letters for expedition.
Gosh, I love Dave Barry. I think I'll use this in class even though most of the pop culture commercial references will be lost on the rural Chinese audience:
Back when kids emptied paste jar and candy bowl
Enjoy that, and if I don't talk to you before Samhain, blogees, have a happy holiday. Don't let the punks get your pumpkins, and eat lotsa candy corn because you forget it's glorified wax. I know I will, I brought four bags for my classes. We'll enjoy them before the Shaun of the Dead showings.
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Char
10/21/2008 10:28:47 am
Please get into Naropa. Imagine the cycling we could do. Imagine the cycling I could doooooooooo when I visit and you had things and stuff.
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