Procrastination. And icons!

[bedlamsbard]

Things I am so totally supposed to be doing right now: research for my military history paper. And I am doing it, my attention's just divided. And I'm getting so sick of taking notes that I may just start writing the damn thing. It's on military organization, and I'm doing the Mongols. And oh holy God were they ever effective. No WONDER they had the second largest empire and the largest contiguous one. The Romans have NOTHING on them.

Also, I found out that my image manip program survived the attack on my computer, so I don't have to go figure out which one it was and reinstall it. You have no IDEA how happy this makes me. So, I made icons from pictures I took during the New York/Boston trip last year.

New York

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Boston

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Miscellaneous

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*prods at Habeus Corpus ideas* Oh, now you show up, huh?

*goes to work on paper*

Comments

[mentalhygiene.livejournal.com]

My city's sexy! *proud* You'd like Salem, too, methinks-- it's a lot like Cambridge or Boston's older parts, lots of narrow streets, cobblestones, slightly tilting houses. The ocean.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Darn straight it's sexy. It's - in some ways it's the history of it, that sense of being that doesn't really exist on the West Coast. I don't know why I liked Boston immediately the moment I set eyes on it - I just did. Up until then, I really, really hated cities. Not so much anymore, and I think CSI: NY has helped a lot with that. It's a cool city, and I don't know why.

[mentalhygiene.livejournal.com]

Darn straight it's sexy. It's - in some ways it's the history of it, that sense of being that doesn't really exist on the West Coast. I don't know why I liked Boston immediately the moment I set eyes on it - I just did.

*nod* There is a lot of history, and it is very sensory. It's not the costumed people enticing tourists or the happy historical placards, but just, the city itself. A lot of places I've been to around here are like that, and I swear, it's the damn bricks. And cobblestones. I heard someone once describe Boston as doing everything NY did, but on a smaller, weirder scale, and I think that's true.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

*nod* There is a lot of history, and it is very sensory. It's not the costumed people enticing tourists or the happy historical placards, but just, the city itself. A lot of places I've been to around here are like that, and I swear, it's the damn bricks. And cobblestones. I heard someone once describe Boston as doing everything NY did, but on a smaller, weirder scale, and I think that's true.

Right, exactly. It is the city itself. It's not just the cobblestones and the the bricks, even though that's part of it, it's just - gah, I don't know. I don't know, and it's possible I was suffering from sleep deprivation and somewhat starvation the entire time I was there (although the same thing happened in Disneyland, only worse, and I still hate LA, so probably not), but - you know what, I just don't know. I just really, really liked the city, and it drew me in the way Seattle or New York or Vancouver never did, even before I got into the idea of a city has Something You Can Actually Live In.

[mentalhygiene.livejournal.com]

I just really, really liked the city, and it drew me in the way Seattle or New York or Vancouver never did, even before I got into the idea of a city has Something You Can Actually Live In.
Something else I've noticed about Boston is that we do, in fact, have wild things-- and not just parks, and not the same kind of neatly clipped and manicured and mulched lawns and public spaces as other cities-- there's random tufts of grass growing out of absolutely any patch of dirt a seed can find, be that the leftover winter road sand or between the rails on the Green Line. It's not even like it's fighting the city, it's just like an old friend that's crashing on the couch or something.