Monthly Archives: March 2005

#FF0000 (give or take)

Beth helped me (well, she did most of the work) dye my hair last night:

Me with messy red hairMe with neat red hair

The bleach job was a little messy, but we couldn’t fix it ‘cuz we used up all the bleach. And the red isn’t all that vibrant, but I think that’s ‘cuz of the brand of dye I used (we couldn’t find Special Effects brand locally, but I think I’ll order some online for next time). I dunno… I think it looks interesting. Once the red starts to wash out, I’ll try to touch up the bleach and use some less crappy dye. I think I’m gonna try the ‘work it in like shampoo real quick’ method instead of the ‘brush it in mind bogglingly slowly’ method.

My co-worker saw me and said “Teri, you’re the coolest Teri ever!”

Also, I got a computator for my bike today, and tried a different route to work, to boot. Instead of one big uphill I was faced with many moderate uphills, but I still made it (except where I had to get off to walk my bike across some mud back to 366 ‘cuz I made a wrong turn somewhere). Usually, it takes me 20 minutes to bike to work. Today it also took me 20 minutes, but instead of going 2.2 miles, my computator says I went 3.275 miles. My maximum speed being 22 mph (downhill, probably), and my average speed was 9.7 mph (when I looked during the uphills, it was more like 4 mph). I just hope I set the wheel size correctly… otherwise this info is all wrong (of course).


Despite my not having biked since Friday, I managed to bike all the way up the big hill near my house this morning on the way to work! w007! (Previously, I had always had to stop and walk my bike at or before ½ of the way up.)

After only 5 days biking to work, I guess this is tangible proof I’m getting stronger and stuff.

Hopefully, I keep improving at this rate. Once my ride to/from work becomes trivial, I’m gonna start biking to the commons (or at least to an allergist)! :D

Book meme

‘Borrowed’ from Poppy:

You’re stuck inside Fahrenheit 451, which book do you want to be?
Definitely an epic adventure story, because it would be so much fun to act out all the parts. Possibly something like Lord of the Rings or The Hobbit, or maybe even Watership Down.
(note: In Fahrenheit 451, since books were forbidden people took it upon themselves to memorize and pass down certain stories… these people ‘became’ these books)

Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?
*blush* Yes, probably even more fictional characters than real-life characters, heh :)
/me tries not to be too much of a fangrrl, but can’t really deny it
Notable mentions: Janus (Magus) Zeal, Drizzt Do’Urden, Peter Parker, Vash the Stampede

The last book you bought is:
Why I Am Not a Christian : And Other Essays on Religion and Related Subjects, Bertrand Russell

The last book you read:
Flowers for Algernon, Daniel Keyes

What are you currently reading?
Q.E.D. The Strange Theory of Light and Matter, Richard P. Feynman

Five books you would take to a deserted island:

  1. Some sort of survival guide!
  2. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams (for a bit of well-needed levity)
  3. 1984, George Orwell (to remind me that I’m really not missing much!)
  4. Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkien (for a long-winded fantasy I probably won’t get tired of too quickly)
  5. Robinson Crusoe, Daniel Defoe (for inspiration)

Who are you going to pass this stick to (3 persons)? And Why?
Whoever wants to ‘borrow’ it from my blog, because trying to actively hand it off to people would be like herding cats ;)


So I’m back in my hometown for Easter weekend (even though I’m agnostic doesn’t mean I can’t have holidays too!). It seems my dad has done a bunch of cleaning up, which to some degree involves placing things in my room which I had previously ‘cleaned up’ by hiding them somewhere in the house and forgetting about them.

Among the finds:

  • Girl scout membership badge, expiry September 1990
  • “Teri’s Box”, which is a pencil box I remember using when I was about 12. It had a bunch of lame stickers, some things written inside that made me blush now from reading them (Innocent at the time, but being older they make me wonder why I didn’t get my ass kicked more often by the more worldly kids. Writing saying such things as “Horse Lover”, among others.), and some other things written inside that remind me how much I hated a particular person at that time in my life (Apparently the worst insult I could come up with was ‘Satanic’. I don’t know why.)
  • The veil form my first communion (I didn’t have a choice… I was like eight)
  • A Minnie Mouse carmera last used during the 6th grade trip to the Statue of Liberty (actually, to a ferry that went past Liberty Island), which never got that last roll of film developed.
  • etc.

Predictably, I chucked most of this crap, though the pencil box did remind me that I own a real art box now (and have since my Junior Year at college). Since the outside of the pencil box was kinda nostalgicly cool, and the inside can actually be useful, I painted the inside black using my newly remembered paint from my real art box. That junks coming back to Ithaca with me, as well as some really nifty shiny boots that seem to fit better than I recall…

My memory seems to be pretty bad, huh? Guess I should drink more ginsengified tea or something. And I should definitely stop making up new words. Definitely.

This is so typical :)

On the TCAT website


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Also, there’s at least an inch of snow on the ground, so it looks like I’m not biking today :/

I’m such a dork…

I just got the Super Mario Bros. movie on DVD, and I’m using the list of tracks as an mp3 wishlist. The original (I think) version of Love is the Drug (not the one by the diVinyls featured in the movie) is pretty groovy.

I’ve biked to work a few more times, and have bought all sorts of crap for my bike (like a side view mirror, a pad for my seat, and a bell that goes BRRIIINNGG!). It’s not getting much easier yet, but I guess I should be more patient and stuff. It hasn’t killed me yet, at least :)

This weekend

Yesterday was productive, wherein I DDRed a bit, got groceries, and hung out with happicow and Elsa, watching Constantine (see below), and making a nice dinner (consisting of a Greek Spinach Frittata [see below below], greenbeans, and Zucchy bread for desert [which Elsa didn’t mutilate nearly as badly as she thought she would]).

Today I mostly slept, though I did manage to get a little accomplished despite that.

Constantine was a fun movie, but not as good as I thought it would be. I dunno, I think it’s just the occult equivalent of gun fights and car chases is all… It was enjoyable, but not particularly good, IMHO.

The Greek spinach frittata was incredibly tasty, despite happicow forgetting to put the spinach in until after the eggs. I think it would be relatively easy to make, too, if only we weren’t making two other dishes at the same time. From Brookfield Farms, here is a copy of the recpie (originally from Moosewood Restaurant Cooks at Home):

Greek Spinach Frittata

2 Tbsp. olive oil
1 medium potato, cut into quarters and thinly sliced
1 medium onion, thinly sliced
4 cups chopped, rinsed, stemmed spinach
1 Tbsp. chopped fresh dill
salt and pepper to taste
4 large eggs, beaten
1/2 cup grated feta or Swiss Cheese

Heat the oil in a large skillet. Saute the potato and onion–covered, stirring frequently–for about 8 minutes, until they are tender and golden. Add spinach. When the spinach wilts, stir in the dill, salt if needed, and pepper. Pour the eggs over the vegetables, tilting the pan to distribute them evenly. Sprinkle on the cheese. Cover the pan and cook on low heat for 10 minutes, until the eggs are set and golden on the bottom.

To brown the top of the frittata: If your skillet is flameproof, simply place the frittata under a preheated broiler for about 2 minutes. Otherwise, carefully slide the frittata onto a plate and then flip it over, back into the skillet, to brown the other side. To serve, cut the frittata in half. Serves 2.

Mmm! I want more frittata!

Now it’s late. I wonder if I can/want to do anything with what little remains of the day… hrmm…

Optical Illusion

Sax just showed me this. Even though I’ve confirmed it in the GIMP, whenever I look at the original I still can’t believe it. It’s amazing, if you make a section of ‘B’ a floating element and drag it around the image, it appears as if it changes color as you move it. Usually when you see an optical illusion for what it is, you can see through it later on, but not this one (at least not for me).

This is the best optical illusion I’ve ever seen.

*brain melts*

Chewie is my co-pilot (that’s right, I have an imaginary friend along on my bike rides [hallucinations++])

I feel that my geekiness has been sullied by the fact that I don’t own this shirt yet (mostly because my last name makes it particularly apt). I’ve already ordered it (in normal t-shirt version), so this will soon be rectified.

In other news, I biked to and from work today (2.2 miles each way). I knew I was out of shape, but not this out of shape! I found hills that I’ve walked up a zillion times without ever having noticed their existance before. Ironically, the ride to work (with the one big hill [up]) was easier than the ride back- I only had to walk my bike halfway up the big hill (which I had expected to have to do in advance), while on the way back I had to stop once (allegedly to adjust my bike seat) and I had to walk my bike the last block to my apartment (where I previously hadn’t even known there was a hill, but suddenly I was too tired and achy to make progress).

I had aching muscles that previously I didnt even know I had. Also, my bike seat is really quite unpleasant.

Hopefully within a few weeks of doing this regularly I will get enough muscle mass (or endurance, or cardiovascular healthfulness, or whatever) to not ache all over and feel like I’m dying for the half hour immediately after a ride. I have less hope for the bike seat becoming less achy, but maybe I’ll get used to that, too.

All this exercise (which wasn’t even the original intent) should be good for me, if nothing else! I’m hoping that sometime in the summer I will look back on this post and laugh at what a flabby weakling I *used* to be :)