Kerli Fries With That?

I am totally feeling this Estonian singer Kerli.
She was featured on Perez Hilton, of course.
But I really think she has potential.
Yea she's kind of blonde Barbie-esque, and it is totally studio produced quirkiness, but I'm ok with it.

Here is the video for Walking on Air


I can't wait to hear the rest of her album!

Updates, updates, updates!
Well I graduated!!!!
Still have no idea what I'm doing,
but I'm starting to be ok with that.
It's actually really nice to be home.
I've actually been able to focus on weight watchers.
I'm taking daily walks...
starting to build a bit of a tan in fact!
My parents want a dog!
Though I suspect this is a ploy to keep me home.

I'm looking at cars.
Boy do I hate car shopping!
They are so expensive and I really don't feel comfortable making a move until I know what my salary is going to look like.
We shall see what I end up with.

So I need to update the blog too,
as I no longer live in New Orleans.
I'm actually ok with Tampa,
for now that is.
I'm trying to adjust,
I think if I can make some friends
and find activities that suit me,
I might be alright.

I'm looking at ballroom dancing,
I need to research book clubs.
I know there is a knitting group that meets at Borders,
I saw them once while on vacation.
Wow, I am such a granny!

HOLY SHIT...I just google imaged granny and this is what came up!!


wicked.

Speaking of grannies, one of my new neighbors is a spitting image of my tiny colombian grandmother...except this lady is kind of a bitch...so I know lovingly refer to her in conversation as Nelly's Evil Twin.

Who knew?

Who knew Mexico had such a strong emo following?
People are so angry they have formed riots to "hunt" the emos down.
Now these are people who know how to take care of business.
I'm not sure that's the most important business, but it is easily taken care of atleast.


Graduation in less than two months.
I don't know what I'm doing with myself.
So med school was a bust.
I haven't heard from school schools, but I'm not holding my breath.
This sucks.
Back to Tampa I go.
I have no idea what to do.

Maybe I'll go to Mexico City.
It looks so interesting, and it's supposed to be a megatropolis.
8.7 million plus residents or something like that.
Though I hear the smog is really bad.
But it is an ancient city.
I forget if it is a valley or a plateau...I'm thinking valley.
Anyway, some lovely pictures...






and some intersting mexican art too...

Putting My Life Back Together.

--From HiFructose Magazine, Brian McCarty...awesome.

Above is how I feel.
I'm not angry or upset anymore.
I'm not depressed, but I'm not happy.
I'm floating.
Lost admist all those unidentifiable shapes.
I identify with the sachrine colors, the happy sky, the free fall of it.
But I also see the dry cracked earth, the creepy little plastic figures, painted so happy, flying free in the breeze.
With it, but outside it all.
Clearly the meds have made me sentimental.
I love art.

This flu has kicked my behind.
I slept all day,
but at least now I feel like doing work.
I am finally getting things accomplished.
I only have 3 more readings for my impressionism course.
Test on Tuesday.
A 10 page paper for African Art...
that is super late, but hopefully she will accept it
b/c I love her...and I hope she loves me!
A biopsychology exam Thursday,
and job fair Tuesday.
Time to update the old CV...

Mardi Gras Indian Practice.

What an incredible experience!
Words can't explain the energy in this room.
The feeling and community behind a truly authentic experience.
Here is some video that don't come close to explaining the feeling of the practice.
The rythmn of everyone around you.
The sound and dance.
The pounding.
It was amazing.





My whole weekend was amazing really.
A great potluck dinner with good friends.
Went to The Presbetyre,
a museum on Mardi Gras with my Caribbean Festival's class.
Did Sparta and Pegasus Parades Saturday night.
Had a float full of little girls get a flat tire right in front of us.
Relaxed most of Sunday
and then went to the Indian Practice.
One very full weekend.
Now I need to put my presentation on the Mardi Gras Indians together!!

Bloody Mary.

My old friend Meagan came into town.
She is such a breath of fresh air.
I met her new boy friend.
Interesting guy.
Into theater directing.
Ate at Lebanon's.
Very good, but not what I thought it would be.
I had lamb on a giant bed of hummus.

Then first staff meeting.
That seemed to go well,
aside from my idiotic self messing up the time.
I like the programs they are coming up with!
Mardi Gras story telling,
Safer Sex in the City,
Pancake Breakfast,
Cooking class!
Go IRBY!

Afterward I met up with Meagan for some drinks.
Ended up at St. Joe's on Magazine Street.
I was told it was sketchy,
but really it was fine.
Affordable drinks.
Very strong drinks.
One rum and diet and I had to switch.
So I tried a bloody mary.
A-M-A-Z-I-N-G-!

My new love.
and they made it with green beans.
Lots o-fun.
Then we played Catch Phrase before passing out.
Great night!

Today it is raining and pouring.
It is freezing and miserable.
Yay!
Potluck dinner tonight.

Also...found these online.
Made me happy!




Whoopi.

Close up.

Jessica Biel as Pocahontas? Look at her legs though! Damn.

Close ups!

Fun Times.

Thank you MLK.
What a wonderful day off.
One on One with Brooke.
No major news to report.
Red beans and rice for lunch.
Yummmmm-o.

Then racquet ball with Chris for an hour.
The eliptical.
A two hour nap.
Dinner at Byblos
and a full ABC line up

No complaints here.

Here is some fun.
I like Ashlee Simpson in an odd way.

Old Hickory.

Loving the new Janet Jackson.

I decided I'm over TFA.
Mom agreed they were stupid.
Bitter? meeybe....but its ok.
Nothing should make me lose track of med school.

Today was such an easy going day.
Woke up at 1pm.
Watched a PBS special about Andrew Jackson.
A fascinating man.
Truly a man of the 18th century would aptly describe him in my mind.

Then I took a nap.
Vicki came home,
Mom came home.
Dad called and he's working really really late.
Had some pot roast.
Treated Mom to a mocha a starbucks,
Oh how I love thee!
Now it is time to pack.

Asta luego Tampa!
Bienvenidos a Neuvo Orleans jueves!


Tampa's itty bitty downtown :)

Presentation tomorrow.
So happy to be done.
I notice when I'm stressed,
my creative juices flow more.
I crave writing, and painting,
and photography.

My goal for the next two weeks is to center myself.
I am going home,
catching up with Andrew,
seeing my entire giant Cuban family,
getting my wisdom teeth pulled out,
back to school shopping,
and collecting my thoughts and ideas.

I need clarity and definition.
I need to focus on what my goals are,
and how I'm truly going to achieve them.
I will further elaborate on this,
when I personally have them straight.

I am happy to go home.
My teeth hurt!!!!
I hate wisdom teeth.
I'm actually looking forward to this surgery!!
Crazy.



Summer needs to come to an end.
I feel disappointed and in worse shape than I began.
Sadly,
from this dispair,
I feel inspired,
I understand why artists must be tortured to truly make art.