I think my mom had the idea first, though she wanted lavender.

Which probably says something about my family.

Since next semester will be devoted to class, code, finishing this collection for no pay,* my various crafty pursuits, and hopefully a bunch of concerts... I am considering purple streaks in my hair.

* As I will be a volunteer, I feel less constrained by an office dress code. On the other hand, I will still be a quasi-official person, albeit not a user-facing one. But I have had coworkers with tattoos and moderately unusual piercings, and I was thinking dark purple against black.

Registered for classes yesterday, btw. Didn't get Media and History due to error message (and rereading the class description, meh, I'm okay with that), and could not get either of two honors seminars in addition to my "Crazy in America" one. So I am currently taking Soviet Secret Police, which is a history course, and waiting to hear back from my friendly neighborhood honors advisor.

wtf, a meme that produces content?

Best of 2009

December 1st: best trip of 2009

Well, if I had needed to travel for it, this would have been muskratjamboree, because it was a good time and it gave me a solarcat.

But since MJ is in Boston and I didn't stay in the hotel or anything...

Unlike in years past (okay, mainly the year Ellie and I were living in that shitty apartment in East Boston), I didn't do that much traveling this year. No running down to New York or further abroad for concerts, which I did a lot of in 2008.

I did spend two weeks in New Orleans with my parents, which was awesome but not particularly interesting to the internet at large - I chilled, ate a lot of good food, and slept soundly every night on my very squishy mattress.

But what I'm actually going to use as my Answer For The Meme is TIC. Not the travel - I had a headache on the way to Vermont, and we got a late start. But the conference was good. I was social and willingly offline for all of Saturday and the travel time on either side. And as much as I joke about smacking down n00bs in my classes, I kept my own damn mouth shut for the conference, because I was there to learn and support my sister and her friends and the other attendees.

But really, 2009 was about burrowing in and making Jamaica Plain my home. Through Ellie, I've connected with local performing arts stuff: Big Moves, Boston's burlesque scene, queer performance art. We've tried a few new restaurants in the neighborhood, like an Indian place on Centre Street and the fried chicken joint a couple of blocks away.

My goal is to get fully unpacked before 2010. (I never managed to get 100% unpacked at our old place, and I still have several boxes in my room. The implied impermanence is probably badly for my soul or something.)