bailunrui's blog

Well... it seems as though LJ is out for the count until further notice. How is everyone holding up? My brother is nearly having a nervous breakdown. :)

My laptop is back, so I'm back!

*hugs everyone*

I apologize for being MIA; however, my laptop is still in the shop. Hopefully I'll have full-time 'net access by next week at the latest.

*hugs everyone*

One of the many ways I relieve stress is by picking at my fingernails. More often than not, this ends up with me having short, ugly fingernails. So, every once in a while, I stop picking. My fingernails grow out and look quite lovely. To encourage this, I paint my nails to remind myself to not bite or pick at them.

This past weekend I painted my nails green. Nail polish is fun to play around with and easy to change, so I figured, why not? Now, every so often, I'll look down at my fingers and think "Green fingernails!". I'll go off and do something for a while, look down and think "Green fingernails!". Every time I look at them I'm surprised by their color because usually my fingernails are painted in neutral pinks and nudes.

*looks down*

Green fingernails!

This evening I'm going to the library. I have to return the six books that I checked out about two months ago. I've renewed them twice and haven't been able to finish a single one. I used to be an avid reader -- I'd read several books a week. And now it feels like I'm struggling. I want to read the books, but I always seem to find something more interesting to do or read.

This evening I plan on picking up some fiction. Last time, I checked out entirely non-fiction (mostly political science) and after work my brain was too mush to think about learning new things. So, trashy romance novels it is. Who's your favorite guilty pleasure author?

Mine would probably be Nora Roberts. I love to take her books on vacation with me because they require very little of me to read them. Mindless romance books are my favorite.

What's the oldest digital camera photo you have on your computer? When is it from? Let's see it!

The oldest picture I have on my computer was taken January 2, 2004 by my mother. It's a picture of me before I went out with my high school best friend, Hannah. We were reconnecting after not seeing each other for many months during college.

Fortunately I have since thrown away that big ugly long-sleeve white shirt. Unfortunately, I have gained about fifteen pounds. You win some, you lose some, I guess. Also, pay no mind to the messiness in the back. It was the end of the holiday season, so all of the presents hadn't yet been put in their proper place. Also, I was visiting from college, so my dirty laundry bag can be seen in the background. Actually, if you can just forget you ever saw this picture all together, I'd be really appreciative.

Today I had a lab meeting with one of the two labs where I tech. It was a round table discussion about the projects and experiments we've been working on. And I realized something... I understand about 80% of everything being said. Sometimes I get very critical of myself, especially since I'm in a field populated by geniuses. However, I tend to forget that even if I'm not the smartest or the best, I still know a hell of a lot more about this stuff than the average lay person.

The most famous person I've met, in my opinion, was Kurt Browning. And it was the best day of my life.

Kurt Browning - Ding Dong Daddy

I traveled from my home in Baltimore to Hershey Park, PA to see him. I was the first one in line for him to sign my copy of his book, A is for Axel. Behind me a lot of children from the local skating program lined up. I felt very out of place, but excited nonetheless.

I had a gift for him. Specifically, it was a gift for his toddler son, Gabe -- one of my favorite children's books, Corduroy. I had debated whether or not a gift to Gabe was appropriate, but after some consultation with friends and family, I felt that it wouldn't be overly presumptuous. I was nervous the entire time that I met him. He was charming and sincere in his thanks for the gift. The entire exchange was probably less than five minutes, but I didn't stop shaking until about an hour later.

The next night I went to see his guest performance at Stars on Ice. It was my first time ever seeing an ice show live, but it won't be my last. I loved every minute of it and I never wanted it to end.

Hi there!

First and foremost, I want to thank Anna for the Vox upgrade to standard. *much hugs*

Now that I have this account, will I be leaving Livejournal? I don't think so. I'm not exactly sure what will be going here, but I'm going to experiment with this for a few weeks and see how I like it.