So Iris made homemade grapefruit juice popsicles today and they are bitter as heck.
So Iris made homemade grapefruit juice popsicles today and they are bitter as heck.
| Jie: | superintelligent artificial beings will dig up our cultural remains 2000 years from now and conclude that we were all wusses into schlocky superhero films |
Chuck Palahniuk
(Source: an-editors-eye, via alicewatchesmovies)
| Mom: | Our house is much livelier today. It's because when Elaine comes home, there is a lot more squawking and fuss. |
Haha why are we always getting trolled?
I’m on a library computer right now and every single one of youtube’s recommended videos is of Organic Chemistry and Sn1 and Sn2 reactions etc. So I watched a ton of Ellen dance dares and now there is still no variety but in a different way. :D
| Kathleen: | Well he's a player, but he's really nice to girls he doesn't play. |
| Elaine: | Why do I feel like I always fall into that category? |
| Kathleen and Diana: | Yeah! It's the best category to be in. |
In Creative Writing, we are doing our final workshops where we critique each person’s original short story. I was overjoyed when they told me my writing is “lively, with a lot of movement, energy, color” and that it was “quirky.”
I love the Farmer’s Market in Ithaca. Its a series of booths from dozens of nearby farms all housed under the same rustic wooden roof. Everybody there is friendly and happy, and why not? All anyone does is go there to enjoy local artwork, eat fresh and delicious foods, and chat with your neighbors.
But most of all, I love the Farmer’s Market for the colors. The leafy greens are so lush and crisp, as contrasted by the onions still with the dusty grey dirt clumped on their roots. In the summer, the fruits come in all shapes and sizes; I can never resist their blueberries which taste like the perfect blueberry should, or that golden honey in lovely little jars. I just want to sit there and soak up the sight of everything there. There’s this one flower stand, called Rosie’s Posies, where I always stop and XiaoQing laughs at the joy I derive from seeing the wildflower bouquets.
It’s summertime, and the Farmer’s Market has opened again. I cannot wait to go see.