Between Clever Lines

I am on a bus right now. What an interesting transient community. I am sitting next to someone who has lived at the same university as me for two and a half months. We have never met. Isn't that peculiar?  I was thinking of that earlier. Last Friday as I was leaving my Chemistry lab at around 5:00, one of my classmates was heading in the same direction as I was. We walked together, exchanging casual remarks about the weather and music and our lives. I'd never met him before. I'm not sure I would have been able to pick him out as a Brandeis student in a crowd. But we just kept talking and it was nice.  Our paths were about to split when I realized I had no idea what his name was. We yelled introductions as our paths diverged. It was a backwards sort of friendship. I didn't see him again all week, until the next lab. It turns out we've been in the same lab group for two and a half months now. Even then, I didn't talk to him during that lab. We left at differen

Most of you know that I am now in the middle of the monstrosity known as NaNoWriMo .  I'm keeping up pretty well, and I'm actually really into my story, which is nice.  A huge part of my writing is music, so I figured I'd put some of the songs in my playlist here.  Enjoy! NB: I'm a big believer in the order mattering for mixes, but I haven't made my official NaNo mix.  These songs are in no particular order. "If We Can Land a Man On the Moon, Surely I Can Win Your Heart" (Beulah) "Wishing Well" (The Airborne Toxic Event) "Loneliest Generation" (Harper Blynn) "All is Love" (Karen O. & The Kids) "Turn Off Your Phone" (Andy Glover) "I'm Right Here" (Mike Lombardo) "The Debt" (Julia Nunes) "Blue Eyes" (Mika) "Drop Down" (Mike Falzone) "Around You" (Sherwood) "Roll Away Your Stone" (Mumford and Sons) "This is Why We Fight" (The Decemberists) &

            I want to dye my hair again.  I think maybe turquoise this time.  I’ve had the turquoise dye under my cabinet for forever, but there’re a few reasons I haven’t dyed it yet.  For one, I don’t want to be that girl, the one who dyes her hair just because she’s heading off to school and can reinvent herself.  I also didn’t want to have dyed hair during the high holidays while I was at synagogue.             But I had a conversation with Cece today about what’s probably the real reason: The Manic Pixie Mythos.  When I had purple hair, people looked at me differently.  They thought I was quirky, interesting.  Just because of the color of the tips of my hair.  Isn’t that odd?  And I didn’t want people to think I was a manic pixie.  I didn’t want to feel like I had to live up to my hair.             But days like today are the days I want to escape into my inner manic pixie dream girl.  I want to dye my hair again and tell some guy that the Shins will change his life and read po