day three hundred sixty-four.

 Annette Lemieux

Weight, 1990

 

i visited krannert art museum this afternoon to catch a few exhibits before their closing this weekend.
while i couldn't take any pictures inside, i did make a stop in a particular bathroom on the way out for reasons both practical and curious.

KAM is connected to the art & design building, wherein emotional undergraduate painting majors often get contemplative in the stalls, fully equipped with writing implements.

you might remember this image, from way way back on day seventeen:

well it's still there, albeit with a few adjustments:

and some more:

lylas.

day three hundred forty-four.

 wednesday, to and fro

 salt.

white snow can't jump.

ps- writing papers is awesomeeeeeeeeee

day three hundred forty-three(-ish).

noyes laboratory, home to the chemistry library

which occasionally oozes pink goo from the walls?

i get to work there a little bit next semester.

main reference: the suggestions keep comin'

day three hundred forty-two(-ish).

smith hall.

day three hundred twenty-eight.

it has come to my attention recently (yesterday) that my dress looks a bit like the curtains at the union.

 ^curtains.

 ^not curtains

^sadly not appearing on my dress.

day three hundred twenty-seven.

friend and violist jan had his final doctoral recital, which i attended with suruchi this afternoon.

lovely room, beautiful music.

his second piece of the day

arvo pärt, fratres

(except on the viola, of course):

viva estonia.

bathrooms know better.

(foreign language building)

day two hundred fifty-one.

hi.
hello.
good day to you.

(scenes from an early autumn weekend)

all hail the campus trash king.

pandemic.

not fix a broken window, apparently (only frat houses ask the big questions).

sunday night dinner: jazzing up an instant noodle bowl with broccoli and garlic.

i won an art mart gift certificate for being a facebook ninja. i used it to buy a tiny strainer yesterday for all of my unrinsed quinoa.

day two hundred twenty-six.

the dorms are moving in today, so i am maintaining my distance from green st. and campus until much later.

but i did get a nice walk in yesterday afternoon, updating myself on current construction projects and the status of sorority recruitment (i didn't miss it guys, DON'T WORRY).

(sorry jj)

and a tiny graffiti post:

ladies room, undergraduate library

periphery of champaign public, before and after dark

day two hundred twenty-five.

my drive back to champaign involved listening to coverage of the blagojevich verdict and reading miranda july.

after a trip to the grocery store and light dinner, friend jamie picked me up for my reintroduction into high society.

tabletop at the pig.


i needed french fries and the fellas played pool.
we listened to david bowie and elvis costello on the jukebox.


this morning i performed errands and got CDs at the library

sunny quad

espresso royale at the undergrad, for lunch and a reunion with the newly bespectacled emma

time to organize my books!

day eighty-six.

today is the sort of day that could make you fall in love with this place.

i saw groups of people on tours and imagined what it would be like if this was the very first time i had seen all of it, and how that could change everything for someone so young, what with the sun shining, and the plants growing, and the people not wearing clothes.

day fifty-eight.

a special "lady edition" of fedora friday:

(sister)

also, i guess if you live on green street it is written into your lease that you must shout at and/or spill things on pedestrians on this, the u of i's holiest of holidays (frat boy christmas)

day fifty.

collaborative body image board at the campus workout place.

day forty-three.

looking at my calender, i realized that i am proctoring less hours this semester than i work in one week at my other job.
but, come finals time i should be able to pick up a bunch more exams.

as for now, i'm listening to my online class' session, drinking diet coke, and thinking i ate too many triscuits.

day forty-two.

,graffiti post:

take heed, undergraduates. take heed.