tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64197211996529108932011-11-27T18:51:10.675-05:00I come from a big, humor-loving family and I dual-wield <i>Ivy League</i> bachelors degrees. <br>over the course of this blog I&#39;ve been part of: a sorority, formula hybrid racing, <br>internship at a startup co., unemployment, research lab safety-managing, diagnosis of diabetes, <br>scholarly papers&amp;patents, and [coming soon!] a middle school teaching apprenticeship.Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.comBlogger2881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-56611821583157981992011-08-17T12:54:00.005-05:002011-08-17T13:24:23.022-05:00

I'm sitting in the sun in the backyard, doing my summer reading and thinking about pedagogy, so obviously I'm doing some heavy "in a perfect world" daydreaming. People can't just go get married willy-nilly without a license. (In fact, many churches won't marry you unless you've taken a pre-marriage course together, called a Pre-Cana) They can't just go driving down the street or motorcycling

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Things that affect me emotionally long after the incident has passed:1. Leaving the ice cream on the kitchen counter having forgotten to scoop myself a bowl, first.2. Shouting something obnoxious at someone far away because you think you know them, but you don't.3. Oversimplification and/or bad analogies to the point of completely killing the original lesson. Really, nothing is that simple.

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I went to the pet store the other day to grab a refill on food and treats for Maisy, and since she's welcome in the store I always take her with me and let her pick out a new toy and play with all the other dogs and owners, like a nice puppymom. This usually makes trips to the store fairly chaotic and so when I accidentally buy an already open bag of cookies, I don't notice until I'm home.When I

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Somebody's all tucked in with her sock monkey and blankie.Also, I decided it's ok for me to post just photos on the blog-blog instead of the photo-blog as a way for me to keep the photo-blog aesthetically focused. Because while this is totally adorbs, it is not a good photo.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-72652974708720360102011-02-27T14:27:00.003-05:002011-02-27T14:29:16.750-05:00

Random, undirected clicking can lead to terrible, terrible discoveries.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-89473299942794192472011-01-01T14:34:00.004-05:002011-01-01T14:40:27.702-05:00

1. Pick up the dog poop in the back yard BEFORE it starts snowing.2. Never use sugar free Jell-O for jello shots.3. Keep water:booze 1:1 in jello shots.4. Make sure your gelatin is FULLY dissolved.Happy New Year!

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My first dog was a Newfoundland/Golden Retriever Mix named Sport. We adopted him when I was four years old. He was the SWEETEST and smartest dog I have ever known and everyone who ever knew him says the same. Best Dog Ever though he may have been, he definitely had his weaker moments - eating the garbage, getting stuck in the neighbor's beloved pear tree after chasing a squirrel up into it,

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Restored my iPhoto library from my old hard drive and Boy, oh Boy am I glad I did, because all of my pictures from this year's trip to the cabin in Canada were on there -un-backed-up, and I don't know if I could go on with my life without this one.Okay fine, this one is a little nicer. Happy?

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"Do you like my spice rack?""I like your whole apartment!""Hey. It's a HOUSE, ok? I paid for it, it's a HOUUUUUUUUSE.""it's a condo..."

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"That is way too loud. People are trying to sleep. Where is the remote..."[volume drops]"NOW I CAN'T HEAR IT!""What do you mean you can't hear it?? It's guns and "ugh!""

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I openly admit here to living under a rock, as far as news is concerned, but I knew about Jon Stewart's Rally to Restore Sanity this weekend in Washington D.C. on the National Mall. So I joined the other "six million" people who convened for really nothing other than to make fun of political media and see what kind of show had actually been planned by Stewart and Colbert. We were so far from

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-77193647175291014682010-10-28T11:11:00.002-05:002010-10-28T12:56:48.386-05:00

Hello readers, dearests!A friend of mine and a friend of his have recently fired up a sweet t-shirt company based on their travels about the globe. They just unveiled their website, and it is phenomenal. Having been on one of those trips, the pictures on the site are not only familiar, I think I took one of them! Have yourself a look-see, and if you like it enough, share it with your friends.

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Seen riding 1980's road bike probably inherited from mom because she can't afford her own fixie, yet, uphill on McGrath Highway in traffic wearing muffin-topped skinny jeans and stupid hat, and not riding through a red light at a three way intersection, with no oncoming traffic.If I carried my phone on runs, I'd be able to show you.

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So there's this THING I've been doing at work, for the last, I don't know, about 18 months. And I've been laying the groundwork for it very heavily in the last few months (hiring the appropriate contractors, ordering processing resources, cleaning, pushing around little pieces of paper on a scale model I cut out trying to make sure we have space for it in the lab, fighting off the people telling

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For the following things:My longest streak of not posting, ever. (80+ days) Its been a hectic summer.Quitting twitter. (I may deactivate my facebook account here soon, as well.)FINISHING that 100 mile bike ride, and raising the entire $3000!! (plus an extra $100) If you wanted to donate, but forgot - never fear! I'll be riding again next year. Hopefully I can beat this year's time of 9

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Hi internet, its me. What have you been up to lately? I just signed up for a 100+ mile bike ride through Vermont with the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. Yes: 100+ miles. I'm pretty excited. It'll be my first opportunity to meet other diabetics who've nailed down this lifestyle way better than I have, and who (clearly) aren't afraid of exercise! Even as great as it'll be just for me

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-49846383880027753692010-04-26T23:04:00.004-05:002010-04-26T23:07:48.515-05:00

Nothing is happier than a dog rolling in the grass on a sunny day. I like to pretend she's beatboxing to the song. Which is by Owl City, btw.

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So for a little less than a year of my life, I lived in Washington, D.C. I was 7 or 8 years old, and it was the middle of the summer. We ran around going to fireworks for the fourth of July, did fun sightseeing things, and me and my sister followed my dad and his buddies walking around to bars. I'm sure it was adorable.One night on a walk home to the garden house where we lived I found a

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-42620145959216474112010-04-07T14:20:00.002-05:002010-04-07T14:23:24.552-05:00

I was too busy playing with the pupkin to take very many pictures of her, so here are a few of my favorites, taken by my mama. Thanks, mama.

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So this blog pretty much sucks for 1st quarter 2010 (having just filed my tax returns) but I fully intend to fix that, starting tomorrow (so that I just can claim April fools and not write again until May, really).I've been exceptionally busy at work, and cleaning up puppy poop, and trying not to let my A1c creep back up from the multiple pounds of chocolate I can't stop eating every week.

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My first post in three freaking months may as well be a horrible one. Its too long for twitter...So I'm walking through the main lobby at MIT, and I hear footprints that make me think of Gwen, and maybe she's sneaking up on me to jump on my back or something, but obviously Gwen isn't here, and I can't think of any small children who would know me in all of Greater Boston. So I think to myself "

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Look at that sliiiiiime on the eeeeears!!!! Grooooooooss!They had such a blast together, running, chasing, drooling, stealing food, etc. that Max was sad to leave after the Holidays were over. Probably for the better, since they're just impossible to leash at the same time and at one point Maisy did run away from him out into the street and got hit by a car...* She's completely fine, but now I

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-53745371678950520122009-12-04T10:40:00.007-05:002009-12-04T11:53:55.230-05:00

I don't think I ever posted about this, but a couple months ago, Max (Remember? Big fuzzy guy? REAL big?) presented with a really aggressive type of skin cancer under his gums that looked like brains bubbling up behind his teeth. It was really creepy. At first we thought it might just be an infection from eating bones of roadkill, but alas... They surgically removed it a few times at the

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Puppies are exhausting.My legs hurt from walking her so much. And stooping down to pull everything she tries to eat out of her mouth, including poop. And that's in addition to the 2+ miles I walk to and from the bus station every day to get to work and back, twice (to walk her on my lunch break).And I'm tired from waking up in the middle of the night every night to let her out to pee.And my god

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-67664234721646792442009-11-03T17:33:00.010-05:002009-11-03T19:22:52.251-05:00

I think its only fair if I consider this a remotely worthwhile blog to give you the full story of how I got my new puppy. However, I have no additional pictures of her, since we're spending all our time learning how to walk on a leash, or cuddling.Having my very own dog is something that's been on my mind for YEARS, decades even, and part of my motivation for buying my home instead of renting -

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So with this whole "New House" thing, I also decided to start some "New Hobbies" like fermenting my own hard cider/applewine, and getting a "New Puppy".Here's Maisy Jane, a 12-week-old Lab/Hound mix that I adopted from a shelter yesterday:Her dark coloring makes it hard to get her features show accurately (my very own little Basement Dog) but she has giant ears and the cutest little tiny face

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Well, I still haven't painted or hung any art or gotten a coffee table, but I've shopped and found my washer and dryer of choice, and also a dining room lamp that works with the rest of the existing lights (all of which I really like) even though I haven't bought them, yet. I did get my kitchen rolling and come up with a really great low-carb spice cake cupcake recipe and the best buttercream

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-66921841071905203962009-10-03T15:15:00.002-05:002009-10-03T15:19:44.589-05:00

I closed and started moving on wednesday, moved on thursday, cleaned out the old apartment on Friday, and now I'm prepping for a mini-party tonight and the family to come check out the new digs tomorrow!First thing to get unpacked: the XBOX and TV. Thanks, Joey.Internet: installed this morning.Fish and bunny: all alive and fully settled.Feel good: feel great! though sore, bruised, and

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-46390348915914833172009-09-25T23:03:00.008-05:002009-09-25T23:10:17.623-05:00

I am home, safe and mostly sound, from Hamburg and I just wanted to throw this out there before I go to bed:The Fish like their new tank (MIB saw that picture and was like "that tank is HUGE!" and I was like "but its exactly half the size of the old one...")And the food in Deutschland rocks my face off.

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Okay darling readership of 4 people (6 on a good day),I'm leaving for Germany in a few hours, where I'll be both working and presenting research at the European Photovoltaic Solar Energy Conference. This is totally awesome and a big step, career-wise, for a little girl. I might also get to see a little bit of Germany if I'm lucky. The insane amounts of prep-work for this trip is why posting

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In case anyone monitors card movement at MIT, they would think I am perfectly healthy. I don't drive to work more than twice a week, ever and when I do I go to the gym first thing. Ha. Ha. If only they knew I am actually cutting through the gym on my way from the parking garage to get junk food from the campus convenience store because its a shorter walk. But you only have to swipe the card

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-5674172764646147492009-09-10T19:42:00.004-05:002009-09-10T20:04:10.445-05:00

I am trying to maintain as much of my savings as humanly possible right now (and for the last several weeks) to pay the closing costs on THE HOUSE I'M BUYING THIS MONTH. However, the stars have aligned against me and I find myself wheedling away at that pot in the most infuriating ways:My windshield broke FOR THE FOURTH TIME SINCE I'VE OWNED THE CAR. A rock hit it. FML. And I need new tires.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-19881844273141015052009-09-08T12:50:00.004-05:002009-09-08T12:57:55.697-05:00

Grad Student: "Well, this has to be done soon because I leave for Europe next Friday."Me: "Wait, that means I leave next Friday, too!"GS: "See? There just aren't enough hours in the day."Me: "I think I just peed my pants a little bit. We are not happy. The collective 'we'. Lots of anger in this room right now."Other researcher (doing solidworks): "WHERE THE HELL IS MY MIDDLE STEP? I SEE IT!

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-47030173759820672282009-09-05T00:15:00.005-05:002009-09-05T00:24:55.302-05:00

Erin is trying now to rebuild the bones in her elbow, after several weeks of physical therapy. The doctor says she needs a lot of calcium at every meal. I remember from my health-food-aspiring-vegan stint several years back that there is more than milk which contains a lot of calcium, so I googled it.Calcium ContentWe're thinking dinner tomorrow will be strawberry rhubarb pie with a giant scoop

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I discovered tinyurl the other day and tweeted about it. A friend showed me a similar trick. The link to my photo blog is now, officially:http://www.freakinghugeurl.com/refer.php?count=4&url=VjFaV2IxVXdNVWhVYTFacFRURndUbFJVUWt0a2JHeHhWR3hPYTJFemFEQldNakUwWWtaSmQyTkljRnBoYTNCeFdrWmFjbVZWT1ZsVlZEQTk=

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-76318443659106224852009-08-23T21:28:00.007-05:002009-08-28T16:14:13.620-05:00

A few weekends ago I drove a grand total of just under 700 miles to different points in the northeast with a long list of things to do and people to see, but it occurred to me that I didn't have any trouble staying awake while driving despite the fact that I wasn't sleeping well because of the stress buzz. In fact, I haven't had a problem driving ANYWHERE in the past 4 months. And I've gone at

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-77692540335600944652009-08-22T19:31:00.007-05:002009-08-28T16:13:39.835-05:00

My booty thus far includes: a vegetable & cheese party, working late on a friday, getting my purchasing offer on a house rejected, a cookbook for diabetics, and a 2 hour shopping spree at EMS for Paul's upcoming 2-month cross country road trip to study rocks. And a dinner and a nice sweater from the "in-laws". That was very nice, though - 3 whole courses!UPDATE: The night after my birthday, I

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I'm currently working a deep, thoughtful post about diabetes. And working one some other REALLY BIG stuff that I can't talk about until its set in stone and notorized. It might have something to do with moving sometime soon. And the sky is falling, on and off, at work so I haven't been doing much with my pictures. Which is a bummer because we just got into using the flash inventively in my

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"Ew, you stink. Go take a shower!""And use soap this time!""Are you guys sure its not just my B.O.?""Um, B.O. is washable. With soap.""I thought you could only get rid of B.O. with deodorant.""Go get in the shower..."

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For all my Dartophile readers: It is Paulie's Sophomore Summer! And I have finally made time in my busy schedule to come spend a weekend with him and *shudders* sleep in a frat house. It also happens to be Parent's Weekend, so I've met a few "fellow adults" and when they realize I'm just visiting, they ask if I go to another school, and I tell them "No, I graduated from here two years ago" and

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Last Saturday night found me reunited (however unhappily) with the dense little hell-hole that is New York City. Its a love-hate relationship. I get around very well and I love Dalia - who I stayed with - and had a lot of fun with her, but let's just leave it at the fact that in ONE day, I acquired $80 worth of parking tickets and drove home with a giant, practically unremovable, Neon Yellow

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-48219531923380688892009-07-10T11:30:00.001-05:002009-07-10T11:31:41.894-05:00

You all should know by now how much I appreciate data and its presentation. While this looks more like a custard to me, its still brilliant! And it makes me smile.

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Max, ready for his close-up.Max, who prefers a firm mattress. Porcelain, even.Max, after a heroin overdose.Max, on a disco dance floor.Max, giving me a rash on my face.Max, believing "Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs" was a true story.

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Just last night in my first class (creative lighting in photography...I'm psyched) the instructor was talking about how Boston is the fastest city in the world based on people's walking speed, number of times people check their watch, and some other weird things that had me head-tilting like a puppy a little. I mean, OK, I certainly move at the speed of light but based on the number of times I

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-14657273693901338392009-07-02T23:06:00.009-05:002009-07-02T23:50:15.769-05:00

I have two fun softwares to play with whenever I get bored (besides WoW, of course): Google Analytics, and Dexcom's "Data Manager 3" that accompanies my continuous glucose monitoring system (CGMS). In other words, the data received via bluetooth from a sensor attached to a little catheter that I have to inject, myself, into my body and leave there for an extended period of time (weeks).Now,

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-23066358216299826282009-06-30T19:09:00.006-05:002009-07-04T11:16:00.165-05:00

He was not happy about this photo being taken, but I wanted to let you know that Oliver Jones is still alive and kicking and hopping and chewing on my shit. I've also started leaving him locked in his cage with a fair mound of food over weekends when I go away (read: every weekend), because I think he prefers being left alone to the stress of travel. He has also been well behaved enough lately

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-57677342068847878072009-06-26T22:57:00.009-05:002009-06-27T10:18:05.150-05:00

There is a concert tour happening this summer that I was so excited about that when I learned of its stop at A Casino Near Me, I had to change my pants. Twice. It is: No Doubt, back together, with Paramore opening. *swoon*I managed to pull together 12 tickets in the same row so that I could bring my roommates, half my coworkers, my two favorite people in the whole world, and two of my midgets

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-75678837528890218262009-06-22T05:58:00.001-05:002009-06-22T05:58:23.270-05:00

I read Twilight.And I liked it.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-77133099809053942822009-06-18T10:48:00.004-05:002009-06-18T12:23:04.953-05:00

Dear Google,Thank you for analytically informing me how many of my friends actually read my blogs. (Absolute Unique Visistors = IP addresses, so I'm sure there are repeats if people have laptops they use on different networks)Dear Friends,Step it up.Love, Allie

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-50393920604762771502009-06-17T16:45:00.008-05:002009-08-28T16:11:41.399-05:00

FailblogUgliest TattoosF My LifeLolcelebsLolcatsAwkward Family PhotosF*** You, Penguin!Fun Nerd Chartsand facebook and twitter. And sometimes McMasterDamn you, interwebs!!! DAMN YOU!!!

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-74300756981745803622009-06-15T20:23:00.002-05:002009-06-16T16:12:37.290-05:00

So my mom gets into her van the other day and I'm laying on the floor in the back because my stepdad forgot to put the seats in. She looks at the jumble of crap hanging lower than usual from the mirror, notices there is a hole in the turkey feather and says "GOD DAMMIT the goats were in here again!"

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-67676258282838278502009-06-14T19:17:00.004-05:002009-06-14T19:20:05.299-05:00

I made this post two months ago but forgot to actually publish it. For lack of a good story - I was introduced to a new standard by which to measure "time" passed in one's existence, after announcing I'd made it all the way through my first vial of insulin and cracked open my second.....Tubes of toothpaste. (Unless you're one of those crazies who uses more than one tube at a time...then it

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-5742432928689609682009-06-13T10:11:00.004-05:002009-06-13T12:07:57.021-05:00

I own this really nice road bike that I haven't ridden in over 2 years. A coworker resuscitated (tuned and oiled) it for me earlier this week, and I got really excited to ride home (3 miles) on Thursday afternoon, right around rush hour. I used to ride a lot, but that was when I lived in the woods. I haven't had ANY experience riding in the city. I was cruising up the bike lane on a bridge

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-48378116630114785572009-06-06T20:56:00.004-05:002009-06-06T21:13:58.127-05:00

Rode over with the Cap'n in the wheelhouse! Did a whole little photo shoot of him, actually :)Spent just enough time on the beach to not get sunburnt.Realized the water was too cold to do anything in/with anyway.Went fake-shopping (and realized the store that says "Home Made Fudge" painted on the front of the building is actually a mini-arcade...such a disappointment...)And took the ferry home

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-71470988776588062632009-06-05T09:52:00.006-05:002009-06-05T10:01:41.758-05:00

Well, now that I have twitter, because this blog was slowly becoming an outlet for just tiny bits of consciousness anyway, I haven't posted in a while.I had an AWESOME weekend at Dartmouth last week with Francesca, who came out to visit for two weeks from San Francisco (omg, I love and missed her) but I posted all about it on facebook, so that she could show it to her friends... In retrospect I

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-61297418568067457502009-05-26T18:51:00.002-05:002009-05-26T18:54:34.857-05:00

I went into Starbucks on the way home today to use their bathroom, and I decided to get a $1.68 iced tea so as to not be rude (and I can always go for tea...) I didn't want to put it on my credit card, because that's just pathetic, but I realized the only cash I had was the hundred dollar bill Mariel gave me to pay me back for some sisterly stuff...I tried to pay, said "I'm sorry, but I'm not

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-56575776830423512372009-05-25T15:40:00.006-05:002009-05-26T19:00:33.272-05:00

My step-cousin Kaitlin's daughter turned a year old this weekend. Happy Birthday Claire!She partied until she couldn't stand up on her own anymore. But since she's bad at napping she kept going like a little party zombie.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-64783492491012974662009-05-22T15:54:00.004-05:002009-05-22T21:11:23.603-05:00

I took the afternoon off and walked all over the North End (Little Italy) and Downtown Boston yesterday with Francesca, and totally forgot to bring my camera. I would have gotten SO many cool photos, too. I took about 50 at home when we were making diabetic-friendly chocolate mousse to make up for it.In case you were curious, one cannoli requires 3 units of rapid-acting insulin. Voila!

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-2148676155955551122009-05-21T09:20:00.003-05:002009-05-21T09:26:50.888-05:00

I was sitting on the T on the way to work watching House on the iPod (LOVE going to work in the morning this way), and we made it as far as BU before the train stopped moving, and eventually the conductor says "There's been a blackout in the tunnels and NO train is moving on ANY line. You're welcome to wait with us, but you can also get on that bus across the street." That bus would have only

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-1560442415945773492009-05-18T14:29:00.005-05:002009-05-18T14:37:27.117-05:00

Ok, I'm over spammers addressing me by my full name, making it look like my own email address is sending me messages, the offensive mispellings, and messages that don't even have the decency to be TO ME. Its the random names I have to at least glance at the subject of to make sure its not some doctor my other doctor has referred me to, or an ACTUAL job offer coming from some Alum's unknown

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-61352389012423259242009-05-15T10:58:00.003-05:002009-05-15T11:22:51.914-05:00

Besides my thoughtlessness in putting bottles of apple juice on bars, wearing sweatpants to nice restaurants, and wanting to take young kids to nightclub/bars for lunch - travel has become an event. Even when its only two hours away for three days. Alternatively titled "Overpacking?"I like to have my toothbrush, my own shampoo, underwear, and pajama pants, but I REALLY like to have my computer

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-29675813269000898692009-05-08T18:19:00.006-05:002009-05-08T18:26:22.360-05:00

I posted a picture of myself making the exact same face and the exact same caption about a year ago... I still love cookies, but I eat more of the sugar-free/Splenda variety now. P.S. Go Sox.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-23799317478051221032009-05-07T09:43:00.003-05:002009-05-07T09:45:48.736-05:00

I didn't shower today because I didn't feel like it, plus I'll be covering myself in makeup and hairspray later for the dance show so I'll cover any residual dirt. I also didn't bother to change my underwear because A) its my favorite pair and B) I didn't shower...I also wore the same jeans and shirt as yesterday. I mean come on, everyone wears jeans more than a few times between washings, and

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-25205486330138320322009-05-05T23:39:00.004-05:002009-05-05T23:47:22.192-05:00

Its No Pants Time!!Rather, I've been at MIT for the last 7 hours (14 if you include work) for a double dress rehearsal for the upcoming show(s) and I didn't get my normal post-work tv-or-movie wind-down-comfortably-time. I'm still not allowed to go to bed, though. One of my choreographers is flipping out about us knowing our weak points so we're PERFECT for the show, so I have to download the

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-9731408993816102952009-05-02T20:23:00.008-05:002009-08-28T16:11:59.071-05:00

Because "thefex.blogspot.com" was too much to type for me so, new website is fexblog.com! I'll figure out a way to get the photo blog on board, too. Same old colors and lack of a cool photoshop-built header (if you're a longtime reader you might remember the sweet Baker Tower Sunset pic when the blog was still called "Delaying Senioritis" then when I got senioritis I took down the header and

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-91193489818631439712009-04-29T09:59:00.002-05:002009-04-29T10:02:08.645-05:00

Item number 1) I just sent my old DFR Hybrid captain a text message that said "Hey dude, I totally miss you. wtf?" And he wrote back "Who is this?" Clearly he does not miss me.Item number 2) Weirdest thing so far about diabetes: the smell of insulin.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-53975181777689704752009-04-28T20:33:00.008-05:002009-04-28T21:38:51.233-05:00

I worked until 7 tonight, then rode the T home to feed Oliver, got my workout clothes and drove straight back to MIT for a dance rehearsal (they're getting to be almost nightly, with the show starting in 10 days). So I didn't get a chance to grab any food. I got to the gym and asked the choreographer if he was planning to use the whole two hour block we'd set aside, or just until 9, when the

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-60704555254473207582009-04-20T22:33:00.004-05:002009-04-20T23:19:11.372-05:00

var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));try {var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-8466857-1");pageTracker._trackPageview();} catch(err) {}As a new diabetic, I get lots of fun new goodies to go along with the illness.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-86046302957925637552009-04-20T19:17:00.005-05:002009-04-20T23:18:51.069-05:00

var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));try {var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-8466857-1");pageTracker._trackPageview();} catch(err) {}see more pwn and owned pictures

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-59711020031399217142009-04-17T18:47:00.005-05:002009-04-20T21:34:24.846-05:00

var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));try {var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-8466857-1");pageTracker._trackPageview();} catch(err) {}Gwen tells her friends: "Allie ate 'booberries' when she was little. Mom told me.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-11746482553706160922009-04-11T23:23:00.005-05:002009-04-20T21:35:17.727-05:00

var gaJsHost = (("https:" == document.location.protocol) ? "https://ssl." : "http://www.");document.write(unescape("%3Cscript src='" + gaJsHost + "google-analytics.com/ga.js' type='text/javascript'%3E%3C/script%3E"));try {var pageTracker = _gat._getTracker("UA-8466857-1");pageTracker._trackPageview();} catch(err) {}"Allie, you're driving on the line....PICK A LANE, YA JERKFACE!"Kids these days...

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-12576020852164003382009-04-10T13:25:00.002-05:002009-04-10T13:27:16.741-05:00

J: "Steph, can you do The Tootsie Roll?"S: "What tootsie roll?"J: "MY Tootsie Roll!"S: "Why can't you do your own tootsie roll?!"

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-28241097810938326632009-04-08T21:21:00.005-05:002009-04-08T21:29:41.294-05:00

I was walking down Newbury Street today after work on a mission to find a pair of super baggy jeans to wear when I perform to Beyonce's song "Diva" in 3 weeks. There was a guy shaking a cup of coins sitting against the wall and very few other people on the sidewalk, but I had my headphones on, so I closed my eyes and just rocked out while walking past him even though my volume wasn't very loud.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-19778551044392455072009-04-05T01:32:00.007-05:002009-04-28T21:42:35.208-05:00

Kids, I'm only sharing this story so that you know what a terrible, awful thing an Open Bar can be and why you should never take advantage of such a situation. Getting all dolled up is fun - leave it at that.Last night I had a ticket to a Black Tie Optional/Red Sox Attire Encourage charity dinner for a prep school in Boston. It was an all-you-can-eat-and-drink party at the EMC club at Fenway

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-9855013823988873342009-03-21T19:05:00.001-05:002009-03-21T19:05:56.019-05:00

"Your hair smells good! Like a McDonald's cheeseburger!!"

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-5672840311355416042009-03-18T18:41:00.004-05:002009-03-18T19:53:23.868-05:00

Internet, I need your opinion. I've been wanting to get these for quite some time. I love the color, and the size and weight is almost ideal, but I feel like they might be a little bit pricey at $80 and sitting on the purchase has not presented the opportunity to buy them on sale. I cannot afford these at $180, and these do not fit in my ears because I went and did this to myself several

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-45738214501810468542009-03-11T09:05:00.001-05:002009-03-11T09:07:09.751-05:00

"That's not a talking cat! That's Beyonce!"

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-42272940309054986392009-03-11T08:15:00.006-05:002009-03-11T08:30:28.144-05:00

This is: all the beautiful women on my mother's side of the family, having traveled to Westchester Co., NY to see the cute, curly-haired blonde in glasses and red boots in A Little Night Music, with the exception of her older sister, and my dear sweet Florida-bound sister Mariel. The play was great, though being exclusively about adultery and sex, was a little inappropriate for my 9-year-old

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-3929525754164672472009-03-07T13:05:00.001-05:002009-03-07T13:05:43.628-05:00

Things I don't need:PancreasTonsilsAccessory Nuvicular BonesAppendixGall Bladder40% of my Gray MatterCoccyxWisdom Teeth

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-9280312573988970792009-03-06T11:15:00.006-05:002009-03-06T13:49:38.745-05:00

My room is typically spotless, and everything I own has a very specific "place." Things are lined up, squared, and generally organized to death OR very thoughtfully strewn. But there is this one little thing that I don't firmly control - I keep a constant supply of ripped up paper and cardboard randomly in the middle of my floor. I just drop it when I determine it to be trash, and Oliver takes

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-43880341533850817842009-03-05T08:54:00.006-05:002009-03-05T23:51:43.533-05:00

Last Tuesday I was diagnosed with Diabetes. Having very little understanding of the illness since the only person in my life who had it was my grandfather, and he died before I was born, I thought that "Juvenile Diabetes" had to hit you before you made it to puberty or something like that. At 23, this came as a bit of a shock.My new doctor set me up with four other appointments and took 6 full

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-80835923752689997342009-03-02T11:26:00.004-05:002009-03-02T11:37:17.762-05:00

If you happen to stop by yesterday, today, or maybe even tomorrow, and notice the kick-ass psychedelic color scheme I've got going on, its a work in progress. But I do promise, there is a point. And its not easter. Which I am protesting this year.I just have to fight with a few key family members about it first, not win, and then do whatever the hell I want anyway because that's who I am and

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-28409350042220851612009-02-28T10:27:00.003-05:002009-02-28T10:32:35.647-05:00

How do I know?Not because it was sunny and warm yesterday and every time I had to go somewhere at work I opted to take the outdoor route, rather than navigate the indoor MIT tunnels and hallways.Because every day that I've walked across the Mass Ave bridge in the last few weeks, there's been a broken dvd player sitting on the ice near the Cambridge side. The ice edge had been working its way

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-2756530496673238682009-02-23T23:35:00.004-05:002009-02-23T23:47:36.913-05:00

Good for:1) Desk decoration2) Soothing the fear of forgetting to water your live vegetation3) Keeping down the office fly population3) Hilarious stories and faces and sounds from your boss"How are you going to feed it?""Well, I read they're only supposed to eat maybe once or twice a year and they feed themselves.""Oh! Maybe that's why mine died! I overfed it!!""Too many flies from a pet shop?""

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-49317401953127075542009-02-17T09:14:00.002-05:002009-02-17T09:21:44.702-05:00

I woke up bright and early this morning, feeling pumped and ready to turn on some GirlTalk and go build some cool stuff at work. A lady asked me timidly if she could have a quarter, since she forgot her Charlie Card, and I happily obliged. The train I got on decided to run Express. It was the making of a perfect morning.And then my chest started going numb and my head got dizzy. When the

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-24067966853152910272009-02-16T23:09:00.006-05:002009-02-17T11:13:26.593-05:00

Somebody had big Valentine's Day plans in New York City this weekend, but then he realized that my weekend rehearsal schedule meant we had to be in Boston on Valentine's Day. Obviously this is devastating because of Boston's inferior palate. So I thought perhaps I'd make a delicious meal for my darling gentleman, since he is the one usually cooking for me. And it was also my fault that his

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-80753175840247230472009-02-13T12:20:00.003-05:002009-02-13T12:31:24.030-05:00

"awwww, Allie I wanted to talk to you! Congratulations and ask you how your first day of work went... Also, House is on right now!! At this moment! The time now is 8:06. Okkaaaayyy, Love you, byebye. Love you, byebye. Buh-bye, Love you! ...Love you. ...Bye.""Hi, Allie! I wanted to tell you that when Bunny was still here, HE ATE MY HAT! There's little bite marks on it and everything. I

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-88973239932009334882009-02-09T08:40:00.002-05:002009-02-09T09:28:21.651-05:00

I forced myself out of bed at 7 this morning instead of oversleeping until 830 like I usually do, to realize that my legs were about as useful as a fart in a spacesuit (name that book. anyone? Bueller?). Maybe it was because of the extensive play I did with my two cousins on the musical staircase at the Museum of Science that we did after seeing a skydiving movie at the IMAX, or maybe it's the

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-12104805609047790122009-02-02T13:05:00.002-05:002009-02-02T13:09:34.049-05:00

Yeah, for you leet-speakers out there, I probably spelled "hacker" wrong. Irregardless, I still wish it.If I could hack like this guy I would break into facebook and change Jane Smith's* name to appear as "Jane 'I blow goats' Smith". That would be totally awesome. Because she sucks and the world [of facebook] deserves to know.*Name changed so that I can't get sued for slander/libel.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-34486865435858450812009-01-22T10:28:00.003-05:002009-01-22T10:41:09.966-05:00

I woke up this morning with rabbit poop in my bed and a sore throat and a runny nose.I am wearing the pair of boots I've owned since 8th grade (10 years). They look perfectly well-loved and intact, for sassy thug princess boots. The only other thing I own that is that old (with the exception of my pieces of antique furniture) is my snowboard, which I finally broke this season.I tried to pay for

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On the T on the way to work this morning, the train wasn't terribly crowded for once, which was nice. I had on my crappy headphones, since no nice ones fit my ears with my stupid "edgy" piercings, jamming to M.I.A. Somewhere around BU, this scraggly old bald-on-top man dragging his backpack through the salty slush on the floor got on the train and hit the guy sitting across the aisle from me on

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I did two things of note yesterday. The first being that after a grand total of 354.5 hours throughout a year and a half, I finally got my Blood Elf Warlock, Erilynn, to level 70 in the World of Warcraft. Had the new expansion of the game not come out 2 months ago, pushing the highest possible level to 80, this would be huge. However, since I'm pretty pathetic at the game, I still consider

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-11063933323388762652009-01-03T17:51:00.006-05:002009-01-03T17:58:34.313-05:00

Coming back from the beach this afternoon...M: Whoa, it totally smells like propane in here.A: That's weird. You have an electric stove and oven...M: Nothing in this house runs on propane!A: Your bedroom smells like it, too.Nine-year-old following me into bedroom: What's cocaine? I don't smell anything.So both my sisters and I are in Florida for New Year's vacation. The 'rents left two days

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-83978007093606997352008-12-23T11:26:00.005-05:002008-12-23T11:38:06.815-05:00

Two weeks ago when I came to my mother's house, there was a crate sitting in the middle of the living room and it had an unrecognizable small cat in it. Later, I was informed that this was Hobo (a.k.a. Hobobobobobo), a stray they'd found living under the raccoon's winter condo. They trapped him and took him to a vet, who determined that he was about 12 weeks old and gave him a healthy

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-14196493875104317322008-12-16T23:24:00.002-05:002008-12-16T23:28:36.794-05:00

Somebody's not a teenager anymore!!

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-47742293509373767082008-12-12T16:32:00.001-05:002008-12-12T16:34:42.650-05:00

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

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Man SNL is getting really good again.

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-41382318767106092632008-12-05T11:14:00.004-05:002008-12-05T11:17:51.540-05:00

I woke up yesterday morning with an email from the professor I'm going to start doing research for ANY. DAY. NOW. (Though he wanted me to start on the first, but the Dean's office is being uncooperative) saying that he wants to meet with me on Tuesday. So I have four guaranteed-free days.I went online and found a super cheap last-minute round trip flight to Green Bay, so I'm going XC Skiing

Alliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17190300314434637566noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6419721199652910893.post-14331167676313236802008-12-04T11:19:00.007-05:002008-12-04T11:57:35.612-05:00

Last week while I stayed at the boyfriend's awesome house in Westchester, we had a lovely bagel breakfast when the giant family arrived very early on Thanksgiving from the city to avoid traffic. We still managed to have quite a few leftover from the GARBAGE BAGS FULL of bagels that the family brought with them. The next morning, I was waking up and checking email in the kitchen when one of his

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