La Vie En Rose for 2006 March 3

Permalink [No comments] Fri Mar 03 2006 08:18 One good thing:

I totally had a dream that I met Rupert Grint! It was totally awesome. He was sitting next to me on an airplane or something, and we had a long conversation and he signed one of my HP books! Then I thought to myself, Christina will KILL me if she finds out I met him and didn't get an autograph for her, so I got one for her too. Man, I wish that had really happened. Maybe I will pretend it did.

Permalink [No comments] Fri Mar 03 2006 12:19 Lalala:

It is almost my birthday. I am so excited, can't you tell? It has always has the misfortune of falling on tenth or finals week. Oh well. I'm sure you all are smart enough to figure out great presents for me if you intend to do so but just in case here are some things I would really like:

Amazon.com gift certificates for texts. Russo's gift certificates are always useful.
Course in Serbian on CD rom. Not the kind you just listen to, a full course. I have one on my Amazon wishlist but I am not sure if it the best kind. The one advertised in Newsweek also looks good.
Contact lenses
Nice black DMs with a buckle, like my brown ones only black, or even better like the ones mom has. Size UK 4.

Permalink [No comments] Fri Mar 03 2006 20:52 The problem with elitism:

In some ways, there is nothing I love better than to feel smarter than other people. "Oh, you want to visit Czechoslovakia? Good luck with that. You might want to drop by the USSR while you are in the area. That is, the area of DOESN'T EXSIST ANYMORE!! HAHAHA!" Or at least that is what I think in my head.

But the problem with all moots you find in your brother's eye is the beam in your own. Or something like that. I know I do it too. In my mind it will always be Constantinople. Discussing Petrograd in class, I timidly asked PH, "That's St Petersburg, right?" It was changed at the beginning of the war to not sound so "German" ie Freedom Fri-burg, then again to Leningrad, and back to St Petersburg... no wonder I'm confused! So many names of places are forever stuck in my head in their 1918/1919 incarnation. My research paper is on the Salonika campaign, not the First World War campaign in what is now known as Thessaloniki. In fact, I'm sure the reason I call a lot of things by their right and proper name is that they reverted to what they were in WWI era after being something else. So maybe I shouldn't feel so smug when people talk about "Yugoslavia."