Christmas Shopping for the Ex

Just in case you feel obligated to buy a gift, but don't quite know how to express your feelings properly, try this knife set from Overstock.com. Nothing says "we can still be friends" like a knife set.

My philosophy on life right now, paraphrased and stolen from Grey's Anatomy

I want moonlight and flowers and candy and people trying to feel me up. Nobody is trying to feel me up. Nobody is even looking at me. I am a grad student. Do you have any idea how much effort it takes to do all this? I’m waxed, and plucked, and have a clean top on. I want heat, I want romance, and dammit I want to feel like a freakin’ lady!

Rare Moments of Humanity

In the midst of all the negatives that I experience every day in the course of my job (encountering homeless people on the way to work, students who are damaged by city life, crime, etc.), it is normal to become somewhat jaded and hardened. It is rare to see things that actually make me smile in the pre-dawn hours as I head to school each day.

Today I had one of those moments. Each day I pass a homeless man sitting by a construction site. Admittedly, I ignore him. I'm rushing to work, and can't be bothered by other people's problems when I am wrapped up in my own. He usually has birds around him, and my fear of the flying critters makes me avoid him even more.

I left a few minutes earlier than usual today (only because I did not even attempt to put in my contacts, as opposed to my usual routine of stabbing myself in the eyes for 15 minutes before I give up and put on my glasses). As I passed the same spot, I noticed the homeless man walking around. He had a large bag of bird food, and was putting it out for the pigeons.

I smiled bigger than I have in days.

I could analyze this for hours, but I just wanted to put this out there as a sign that good does still exist in the midst of the hard city life, and we should never forget this in our daily struggles.

I promise my next post will be lighter :-)