the domestic zoo

In a little over a month, I will be in Arizona.

In exactly three months, I will be flying to London.

My dreadlocks are 10 months and 8 days old.

I’ve uploaded almost 3,500 photos to flickr.

I’ve rated over 1,500 movies on Netflix.

I have 202 friends on Facebook and 16 followers on Twitter.

I’ve worked at the hospital for five years.

I’ve been an Orthodox Christian for almost three years.

I’ve been a college graduate for less than one year.

Very long, but very interesting and well worth the time (thanks to Dad for sending it along).

We had a Margarita’s get together on Friday night with the Geography-Anthropology alumni, plus Professor Primate and her husband. The group was large and, with the exception of said husband, entirely female, which I am sure confirms some deep-seated suspicion that females are predominantly drawn to the ’soft sciences’. To which I might say something snappy about the female brain being better equipped to handle nuance. But that’d be mean, right?

Toward the end of the night Katherine and I got into a conversation about TV shows, from the hug-ably adorable Ned on Pushing Daisies, to where we thought LOST had jumped the shark, and how, in her opinion, Kat thought that the third season of Heroes actually made the show somewhat redeemable, which led into a discussion of good movies and books in the sci-fi/fantasy genre. We both agreed that The Host did for monster movies what 28 Days Later did for the zombie flick, and that above all, Neil Gaiman is an absolute genius.

And that was when we looked up to see that everybody else had migrated to the other end of the table, proving that it is yet possible to outgeek the other geeks.

I am having the laziest week EVER, punctuated only by lunch with friends yesterday (yay!) and going to work today (ugh). I think I’ve spent more time on the computer these past two days than I have in years…which is saying a lot coming from me.

Yesterday, I also got to hang out at Laura’s house, where I like to live vicariously as a dog owner. 

I didn’t think it would take me five years.

I didn’t think I would major in Anthropology.

But it all worked out, and it’s an awesome feeling of accomplishment.

(and, you know, the presents are pretty nice too )