Update March 30, 2008
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Kristin, you wanted a new blog entry. Here.
I’m a whiney little bitch March 11, 2008
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So here I go. Before I start I will fully admit that this is the combined fault of Kristin and I both, not that I’m blaming Kristin. We’re just both in the same boat now because of our combined stupidity and laziness.
Wah. So last night I was up until four am working on my blasted Women’s Studies Zine. I am really tired, I walked into my Business class (a 2 hour class) about 35 minutes late because I slept in (shhh if anyone asks, I had a doctors appointment and they said it would only be an hour but went two hours). Possible suckiest of all I don’t get to sleep later. I am a girl that likes, no loves, her sleep. I need sleep. I do not function well on less than six hours a night. I feel like I am dragging through wet sand if I get less than six hours of sleep 


a night. On that note, I do not mind sacrificing sleep for most of my classes. I would not be studying Engineering if I didn’t mind occasionally sacrificing sleep. But it’s Women’s Studies. This stupid class has been a thorn in my side for the entire term. I do not enjoy Women’s Studies. While the suffragettes were cool, and I would even go as far as to say a few of the second wavers were great, these days feminism is generally little more than a few over privileged bitches crying victim. And don’t even get me started on Eco-Feminism. Basically this class is “We will convert you to Feminism 101″. So am I happy to sacrifice my sleep for Women’s Studies… HELL NO!
On the flip side, Kristin is awesome with whatever Mac program she is using and our Zine looks more like a magazine. Totally professional. Oh, anyone have A4? Because we formatted it in A4 by accident, and it just looks too cool like that to change it to dorky 8 1/2 x 11.

Little Mosque on the Prairie II March 10, 2008
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For those of you that haven’t seen the season finale, I apologize, read at your discretion.
On that note… The season finale of Little Mosque: The marriage proposal that we all knew was coming came. Just not how we’d first think. The episode starts with Yasir returning from Dubai. When he gets to the Mosque/Contractor Office he pulls JJ aside to ask how things are between him and Rayyan (Things had been a little dicey right before his departure for Dubai), JJ informs him that things are going VERY well and that he would “like to ask for her hand”. Yasir, of course, gives his blessing but JJ asks if Yasir can fake not knowing so JJ’s dad, Karim, who we find out is very traditional, can contact Yasir about the marriage. Yasir is over joyed and rushes to tell Sarah, who at first is over joyed, then realizes Rayyan is yet to be asked. Sarah isn’t so thrilled about the idea of her daughters future being decided by a few men. Sarah is completely incapable of keeping anything private, especially when she’s peeved, and pretty soon Rayyan knows what is to come. Sarah asks her if she is outraged, being a feminist and all. Rayyan points out that it is still her choice to say yes or no. They all knew this was not just for fun, that if it was going well it would lead to a proposal. So as long as she has the final word, she’ll be happy. Meanwhile Amaar is getting more and more jealous of JJ. And going even crazier (though nothing quite tops the safe bit during the previous episode) During a conversation with Reverend Duncan Magee (I can’t remember when in the episode this is, after this scene or that, so don’t freak out if it’s in the wrong spot, pretty sure it is) he asks him if he’d ever realized he wanted something only after seeing someone else had it. Duncan either out of sheer ignorance or an attempt to escape yet another conversation on this matter, asks him if he was talking about a CD. During another later scene Amaar asks Duncan about the success of marriages. Duncan offhandedly mentions that if a couple fails his marriage quiz they are doomed. Armed with a copy of this marriage quiz Amaar invites JJ and Rayyan to Fatima’s. He comes off as completely insane as he tries to slyly (tries being the operative word) administer the quiz. Rayyan sees through it in about two seconds and leaves, taking JJ with her. Yasir eventually gets the call and the OK from Karim. Everything is on for the proposal. Meanwhile Amaar is at the chiropractor with Baber (secondary storyline). Amaar, feeling guilty for his treatment of Rayyan and JJ, tells Baber that he has been a failure as a friend and as an Imam. While admitting that Amaar has multiple failings as an Imam (in his conservative view), he says that he’s been a good friend. When Amaar points out that he’s been trying to get in the way of a friends happiness when he should be supporting it, Baber tells Amaar to just tell Rayyan how he feels. Amaar is shocked to find out that Baber knows about his feelings for Rayyan. Baber says, “A blind man could see how you feel for that girl. But Rayyan is not a blind man.” Amaar rushes back to the Mosque in an attempt to find Rayyan, who is conveniently just leaving. He apologizes for his behavior, there is a bit of fun banter. Then Amaar gets serious, and begins to tell Rayyan how he feels. Rayyan obviously has some idea of what is to come, and stops him. She then informs him that JJ has proposed. He asks her what she has said. She takes a breath, her head tilted downward, eyes looking up in that apologetic mannerism of hers…. And the credits roll. So we have to wait until fall to find out what she said. Do I want to drive to Canada and kidnap one of the writers? Yep.
Anyone up for a spring break road trip?
Odd Choice in Movies March 9, 2008
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Earlier today I was lounging around my room and what should be on PBS but a show about the g
olden age of musical films. This, of course, inspired in me an urge to watch a few of these classics. I called Hillary, one of my sorority sisters, and we agreed to meet later that afternoon to go rent and watch a few films. After a few hours we got together and walked to Hollywood. Once there we decided to rent GiGi (My choice), Roman Holiday (Not a musical, but a classic that Hillary had never seen all the way through) and Trekkies (The documentary on Star Trek fans, which Hillary insisted was somewhere between hilarious and scary. We got back and watched Roman Holiday first. Next was Trekkies, although the original intention was to save it for later. Rather than watch GiGi, some reference to Doctor Who came up and we ended up watching the final two episodes from series 2. Then three Catherine Tate skits. Are any of these actually linked to each other (well asid
e from Catherine Tate and Doctor Who)? No. But we didn’t seem to care. And yes, GiGi is still on top of my TV unwatched and my homework, undone. Awww, shit, better go work on my zine for Women’s Studies.
On another note, my mom came down to see Kristin and me. So my apartment got clean… Anyone noticing a pattern? Don’t worry, Kristin and Mom noticed it long ago.
Little Mosque on the Prairie March 6, 2008
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Last night the final episode of season 2 of Little Mosque on the Prairie aired in it’s home country of Canada. Oh Canada! How we thank you for good television… and no writer’s strike.
For those of you that have never watched Little Mosque, it is about a small community of Muslims that live in a small Saskatchewan town called Mercy. Amaar is the young imam from Toronto, he used to be a lawyer, but decided to leave daddy’s law firm for Allah. Baber is the conservative divorced Pakistani immigrant. His outspoken daughter Leyla refuses to wear hijab, and frequently argues with her father about his attitudes. Fatima owns the cafe that serves same purpose as the coffee shop in Fraiser. She’s originally from
Nigeria and often acts as a peace keeper during times of conflict. Then there are the Hamoudi Family. The bulk of the show revolves around this family. Yasir is the Lebonese immigrant father, he is for the most part secular and runs his contracting company out of the back of the local Anglican Church/Mosque… I’ll come back to that… Most devotion to his religion is due to one of two things, his fear of losing the free office space, or his daughter and wife. Sarah is the blonde, Canadian convert. She married Yasir a good 25-30 years ago (although I figure she had to be about 15 at the time… the actress is too young) and converted then but still knows surprisingly little about Islam & Islamic culture. She works for the Mayor, one of our reoccurring members of the non-Muslim community. Rayyan is probably my favorite character. Just a year or two out of medical school she still lives at home, and works at a local clinic. She’s devout, covers her hair, prays, and still believe that women are men’s equals, and is witty.There is definitely chemistry between her and Amaar.
It’s this chemistry that has brought about the conflict we have here at the end of the season. Two seasons in the chemistry between Amaar and Rayyan has brought nothing more than some brilliant banter, and a good friendship. But it’s been clear for a while (since Rayyan went on one date wit a local firefighter season 1) that Amaar feels more than friendship for Rayyan. Rayyan’s feelings for him are debatable. Enter JJ. Yasir needed a Civil Engineer (Yay Civils!) for a project and hires his old business partner’s son. Last time Rayyan saw JJ he was an awkward tween, thick glasses, bad hair, & bad clothes. She was ten, she pushed him out of a tree, he broke his arm. Of course she found it funny. But JJ is definitely not that kid anymore (HOT!). Yasir gives the couple a more than gentle shove together. This is awfully close to an arranged marriage as far as Rayyan is concerned and she runs to Amaar for advice. Obviously, she finds it impossible to talk to Amaar about this (one for she feels more than friendship), instead she goes to Reverend Magee. After a brief conversation with him, she decides that she really does want to give JJ a chance. The couple begins a series of chaperoned, Islamically ok, dates. And we get to watch Amaar unravel. Reverend Magee is probably Amaar’s closest friend, and can obviously see that Amaar is upset about Rayyan’s obvious attraction to JJ, and that blooming relationship. It has been way too fun to watch Amaar fall to pieces. It gets even worse when Fatima asks Amaar’s advice for some couple, failing to disclose this couple is Rayyan and JJ. Amaar is less than thrilled when he realizes his advice helps the couple get through a conflict.
And now the season finale. I am sitting on the edge of my seat. JJ is proposing. I read stuff… Will Rayyan agree, or will she realize at last that she has feelings for Amaar? If she does agree will this push Amaar over the edge? I am far too excited.
Finding a Purpose March 6, 2008
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For a new blog. I have plenty of fun with this. It is filled with my random rantings and whining. And works quite well as a public journal (and occasionally private, you don’t know my passwords!) . But I want to start a second blog. A blog with a purpose. Here’s the problem: I have no purpose. As anyone can tell from my tag cloud I have quite a … cloud… a blurry yet puffy cloud of tags and interests. These are my current ideas:
Coffee (could get expensive, and being stuck in Corvallis limits variation)
Oregon
College
Pacific Northwest
Study Abroad (although would have been much more effective while I was on study abroad… if you are interested check out my early posts)
Books (Time to read books… v. little)
Something utterly fictional (because fiction is fun… )
Trying to figure out what I want to write about. There are plenty of things that I enjoy, but would never write about. So going to think about this in the next few days, and I am open for suggestions.
I’ll take it as a good sign March 4, 2008
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I haven’t heard back yet on my internship. I thought it was bad last week, just sitting and waiting. No, this is worse, I am pretty much totally anxious anytime I think about it. I was told I would hear back early this week. Maybe it’s just me, but I took that to mean Monday or Tuesday. Granted, tomorrow would still (kinda) be the first half of the week. So here’s my thinking so far. If I were to be just discounted early on (because, let’s face it, there really wasn’t any type of selection process for interviewing, you just kinda sign up.) I would have (maybe?) heard back early. So, I sit here waiting, with the stress contributing to a nasty annoying condition I have. It really is all a… joy. I really really want this, but right now I think I just want to know if I have it or not. I am not a patient person.