a weekend at Chicago
I saw my husband, had some delicious food, enjoyed as many smoothies as I wanted, and did some window-shopping. And the entire trip was surprisingly smooth. No snow. No traffic.
It was good.
a string to connect pieces of my life
I saw my husband, had some delicious food, enjoyed as many smoothies as I wanted, and did some window-shopping. And the entire trip was surprisingly smooth. No snow. No traffic.
One thing I like about Chicago is that they have the best smoothie here in Chinatown. Everytime I drove to Iowa, I debated with myself whether or not I should spend 1+ more hours on the road just to get the mango smoothie. It is just that good!
Last night the topic for CC (conversation connection) was about the influential literatures in the American history.
A lot of you will probably think it is nothing. Well, it is something to me. And those of you who have known me long enough would definitely understand why.
Our new optical table arrived last Friday, which means I need to think about what we can do with it and the microscope on its way here.
Hanging around in Borders has become one of my usuals. Today I lost my fight against the temptation of using their coupons, so I ended up with taking 3 books home, which are "the kite runner", "the elegant universe" and "eat, pray, love".
I had nightmares again last night. It has been a while since the last time I had them. Maybe I need to keep praying about it.
I haven't been in the mood to talk lately because of my frustration with my work. I know, I know, I shouldn't have tied my emotion to it, but I did.
Warning: this post is going to be very nerdy.
This morning I went to meet my former advisor. There was a kitten in front of the building. I called her (I think it's her). She stopped running and sat there looking at me. For a moment she almost walked towards me. I felt very sorry that I might have given her some hope while I can't really take her home.
It sounds depressing, but it is actually where the hope is. No matter how bad it is now, it will end sometime, even though in this world things don't always get better after something ends. For me, it is comforting to know that there is love and joy awaiting at the end of this tunnel if I keep walking the straight path.