Monthly Archives: May 2008
Meggie Fashion
Finally, my fashion sense is appreciated.
Take Care Knock Heads
In Beijing, it’s hard to get away from the Olympic improvements. I think the changes are somewhere between using the good china for company, and completely reinventing your wardrobe, habits and personality to attract some guy from history class. (Not … Continue reading
PayPal
Well, that’s annoying. PayPal noticed I made a purchase in China and froze my account while they look into it.
One-Way Street
Yesterday, we went up to Wudaokou to visit Sven. Wudaokou is a cool college-town area in northwest of the city, Propaganda is down the street, and a Pizza Hut, and an English bookstore. Our favorite Indian restaurant, Ganges, is just … Continue reading
My English Name Is Voldemort
Thanks to Sven (who does not foster age-inappropriate crushes) for the title. I asked one of my classes to write about their Chinese names. What’s your Chinese name? Who choose your name? What does it mean? Are you named after … Continue reading
Twelve Kwai Of Trouble
Stick and I went back to our possible hutong home, mostly to see if we could find it on our own. We were successful, and I fell even more in love with the neighborhood. The area is Brick Factory Road, … Continue reading
Change Of Address
My long battle with the Great Firewall is coming to an end, I’m finally moving off Blogspot. My new blog is at SimpsonsParadox.com. Come see my new home! Since I’ve brought all 762 posts (not an exaggeration) over, it seems … Continue reading
Alive And Well
Just wanted to reassure everyone that the earthquake was very far from Beijing, and Stick and I are fine! If I weren’t so classy, this is where I would put a joke about the earth not moving for either of … Continue reading
Semi-Literate
We were coming out of the Hou Hai Starbucks this afternoon, and saw a water poet. I’ve written about this before, I think it’s awesome to watch them paint disappearing poems with their giant brushes. We went over to watch … Continue reading
Displaced Jersey Girl
Stick and I went to look at a possible new apartment in a hutong. We met with the rental agent at the subway station, and he led us down a maze of twisty little passages, lined with stands selling beige … Continue reading
