tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61219002011-07-08T03:55:37.898-07:00Evanoreply@blogger.comBlogger781100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-54501001774902232522009-08-18T19:23:00.002-07:002009-09-06T09:45:57.134-07:00

GlowOriginally uploaded by NavivisionOne wonders sometimes why the squeaky wheel really does get the grease. One wonders if one means so little that someone saying "I won't come if SHE does!" is rewarded with invitations and care, and oneself is excluded.One does not understand this, perhaps largely because though one has indeed thought things like this before (can anyone say they have not?), one

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Originally uploaded by `VorfasAnd leaves me once again feeling like I am second best, and not even a good enough person to be asked for help or love when it's needed.I wish I knew what it was about me that makes people run for any other port in a storm when they need comfort, no matter how much they may call me friend, lover, and support when they use words rather than actions.

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ORANGE JUICEOriginally uploaded by newpn2000Much of this week has been like that, actually.I'm spinning in mental circles and trying to figure out where, when, and if I should stop.I feel unique, attractive, special, and at the same time, like I'm old, boring, and just one of many, to be used and replaced at whim.I have had a great weekend and a horrible one. The contradictions don't even make

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Sometimes I need help and I can't find anyone to ask for it. It's not fun.

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P1010767Originally uploaded by Derian le BretonOr soon, at least. I hope this gets easier.I know there's not likely to be a year harder than this one, where reality has a chance to hit home so painfully.A year ago, you were alive.This sucks.

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Portland 103Originally uploaded by HumanFromEarthMay has been a tough month, and it's only halfway over.There's been a lot of discussions, problems, resolutions, repairs, and temporary patches. There's been lots of work, lots of social life, and lots of missed chances due to the two colliding. There's also been plenty of gym time, which always helps balance out the rest, thank goodness. And

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Rudy say no to "lol cat"Originally uploaded by Latente 囧 Il Bipensiero al GovernoI have amazing friends.I have muscles that are used to being tough, and come back quickly as long as I'm willing to work reasonably hard to get them. I have jobs I enjoy and a great, if messy apartment. It could be a great clean apartment, but I'm not as good at working reasonably hard at that. I am in a gloriously

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it was just a dream.Originally uploaded by D.James | Darren J. RyanWake, makeup, train, bus, work, bus, train, lunch, work, sleep, wake, read, sleep, dream, wake.Throw some "coffee, oh thank goodness, coffee" in there and that was yesterday.While it's not my favorite thing to do, working two days worth of jobs in one day does make me feel rather more justified in the occasional day of nothing but

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Maverick V8Originally uploaded by Edir ManzanoIt's gloriously sunny out. I've had breakfast and my morning coffee. I have a mostly functional bicycle for transportation. My muscles are a little sore and fatigued, but not all of them, just the big ones in my chest and back. I'm half changed into workout clothes, but still wearing a turtleneck. I'll feel amazing after a ride to the gym and an arm

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embracing the wind horseOriginally uploaded by conceptvesselThere's an entire book in the Anne of Green Gables series with a large portion given over to correspondence. Letter upon letter, using Anne's voice to describe her day to day life.She spends quite some time talking about needing the perfect sort of pen to write with. I swear, reading that book early in life made me have a dreadful time

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Happy!Originally uploaded by lauralie0I was riding my bike today, on a bike route. I came to a cyclist controlled intersection, pushed the button, and waited for the light to change. As I rode across the intersection, a woman leaned out her car to yell at me. "You have to walk your bike if you want to cross, you know!"I wish I had been able to express, in some way unlikely to make her even more

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purple skies., originally uploaded by D.James | Darren J. Ryan.Everything that can go wrong will go wrong and everything that's right is fantastic.I'm lonely and I don't know why...I'm nostalgic and a little melancholy, missing different times and different places, missing might have beens and once upon a times. I hate the question they always ask in interviews, "Where do you see yourself in five

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Cara de CachorroOriginally uploaded by Henrique ManrezaI managed to injure the tendons in my hip, which is super fun. I think, if I ever get told bedrest is the best option to heal an injury again, I may just shoot myself instead. Seriously. The aches and irritability caused by forced inactivity are getting close to adding up to enough to make the pain of walking not seem too bad.I'm going to be

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In Every Dream Home a HeartacheOriginally uploaded by Natascha2008 I used to love this time of year unreservedly.Last Hallowe'en sucked though. I'm beginning to think there are too many holidays out there, too many easy days to remember, and to associate with crazy random happenstances.Or deaths.Y'know.Fun stuff, eh?Someday I'm going to learn the trick of remembering the dates good things happen.

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busyOriginally uploaded by HH!CrashIt's very, very hard to think about healthy communication and understanding while listening to the third US Presidential debate. Seriously. I have had some lovely and functional examples of communication provided to me in the last very short while, and it's just painful to hear the entire concept murdered by a short sighted and arrogant jerk.*deep breath*So yeah

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Day 119 : SOTTS : I Will Be Your Ambulance If You Will Be My Accident Originally uploaded by Rachel.::.KWhat an utterly fantastic weekend.Except the short part where I realized I'd slept so little that I was getting frightened and nervous about...nothing at all. That was all better when I woke up Monday morning though, rolling out of bed 25 minutes before I needed to leave the house to get to a

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92/365 - SERENITY NOWOriginally uploaded by auntsmack4uI feel rather happy that I've never broken a bone big enough or important enough to need any type of treatment past "Rest, elevate, take some ibuprofen for the swelling". Sometimes though, I wish there was more than that that could be done. Where's my Star Trek bone mending technology, huh?I'm also a little sick of feeling neurotic and

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High-speed photo balloon testOriginally uploaded by fpsurgeonI am remembering that there's a strong link between healthy eating and happiness for me. Funnily enough, it's not just that I an happier when I eat well, but also that I am more likely to cook healthy meals when I am in a good mood. Or when I have someone to cook for, which usually puts me in a good mood anyways. I do so like feeding

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Gone Fish'nOriginally uploaded by etravus is for Obama/Biden 2008Cautious optimism rears her ugly head yet again. What an inconsiderate monster she can be.I like my work, I like my home (despite the running battle vs. the mess), I've discovered new and enjoyable crafts, and I'm getting to re-experience the beauty of Vancouver through the eyes of someone who's new here.At the moment I'm not even

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Purple Light Bulbs . . ., originally uploaded by artnwine1.Sadly, it doesn't seem finding strings of purple lights, wrapping them around my bedframe and basking in how pretty they look actually does anything to make me feel like I've gotten something done around the house. Bother.I guess tomorrow night I actually have to get some cleaning done instead of decorating. *Sigh*

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Sparkly!!!Originally uploaded by beenbairWhat a week!I worked 65 hours, saw a film I'd worked on for the first time ever (seeing your name up on the screen is really neat), got a new job as an actual makeup artist again (with a company I LOVE), and became so tired I actually randomly went into hysterical laughing fits if made to laugh at all. It was awesome, all of it.This week is much shorter,

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Ice CubeOriginally uploaded by djking I had a marvelous weekend. Didn't get anything I meant to done, almost all my plans fell through, and it rained for half of it.It's fun being silly and happy anyways sometimes. I should try this more often.

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WatercoloursOriginally uploaded by spin_dr_wolfYou know those days where there's so much to say that nothing can come out at all? When you stare at a screen, a paper, or just a wall and nothing pulls itself together well enough for you to express it?I get so annoyed by them. The days I know it would be cathartic to get some concrete record of my feelings down, and just can't manage it.

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Passion's Glow IOriginally uploaded by D.James | Darren RyanAnd a year slips away. One of the most unforgettable years of my life.I wish that was a good thing. It's phrase you hear from happy people, "That was unforgettable!". It's the only phrase that seems to suit, though, so I'll make it my own.There's been so much pain, so much loss, so much weakness. There have been times I didn't know if

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Mask Off!Originally uploaded by PsykodynamiskI am frustrated.I am frustrated by the same thing I get frustrated by multiple times every year. I am frustrated by people who don't tell me when I piss them off, but do tell other people, who then, eventually, tell me.Cut out the middleman already! Grow a pair, confront the person who irritates you, and tell them! You'd be amazed at how much better it

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Somewhere To Hang Your HeartsOriginally uploaded by dzgnboyI'm having fun. It'd be nice if it was summer according to the weather, but according to my internal clock, it's here.I've been making the lowest stress, highest entertainment value choices I can lately. Seems to be working for me, at least at the moment. I'm feeling pretty pleased, and a lot more grounded than I have in awhile, which is

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I heard something tonight I didn't want to.More correctly, something I didn't think I'd ever have to. Something I thought I was safe from, distant from.And really, I know it must be that someone blew something you said out of proportion. Made something up based on what you said, and how they'd feel if they were to say something like that. I know, intellectually, that it's not true.This sucks. I'm

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Edinburgh A-Z (2) : A is for Astronaut, Explorer & Dinosaur.Originally uploaded by stonefactionSo the call came, and it was a yes, the agent-type person found me some more work. Neat.Summer came back for a few days, which was lovely. Beach time, games, picnics, rotating cast of social groups, and a growing disaster inside the apartment. I'm going to actually have to clean some day. Or at least

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° g r e e k . c o f f e e °Originally uploaded by ° d i + m a r s °Windows open, delicious scent of fresh coffee seeping in from somewhere, traffic flowing by in waves with the changing of the lights, cramps, conversations both disappointing and uplifting, soft cool breeze, sun on the trees, full of energy, impossibly long chore list, waiting for a hoped for phone call, fresh greek salad for

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Another piece of Strange FruitOriginally uploaded by rogiroI've got all the time in the world to waste on you. I just really don't want to.Spending time, yeah, that's great. Making time, that's totally fine. Wasting time? Boring.Despite the weather, spring has sprung for me. I want to be out doing things, exploring, enjoying myself. It'd be great if I had someone to share that all with, but it'll

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Midnight OrchidOriginally uploaded by shinichiro*You died last week.It was senseless and stupid that you did. It wasn't time. I wasn't ready. I guess I wouldn't have been no matter what, though.Being there with you was something I'll always be glad I did. Feeling the love everyone had for you and each other, hearing the words that eased your passing, and seeing that it was as soft and peaceful as

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Math is like love, A simple idea but it can get complicated.Originally uploaded by © мίѕѕ.kίтκάт ♥BRBInterest can be expressed without being obsession. Sadness can be expressed without being depression.Sometimes things are actually remarkably simple, and you can't even see that because you're so sure it all has to be difficult and complicated. Just because that's all you've seen before, it

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Running ahead of oneselfOriginally uploaded by orangeacidThere's a fine, fine linebetween a lover, and a friend.There's a fine, fine linebetween reality, and pretend;And you never know 'til you reach the topif it was worth the uphill climb.There's a fine, fine linebetween love,and a waste of timeThere's a fine, fine linebetween a fairy tale, and a lie.And there's a fine, fine linebetween "you're

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a stolen moment of leisure Originally uploaded by GooseGoddessS If knowing is half the battle, what's the other half? Accepting? Allowing what's dead to die, what's gone to stay gone, what's done to be over?Communicating? Trying against all odds to draw someone out, to make them listen, to help them and yourself understand what turned it into a battle to begin with?Fighting? Screaming,

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Ice armour Originally uploaded by scarbody Things are looking up.There doesn't seem to be a less cheesy way to say that. I've found out the answers to a few things that have bothered me lately. I've worked through a few uncomfortable situations and seem to have come out on the sunny side of a number of problems.I also went climbing at a gym for the first time, and it was painful and

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...making bathtime lots of fun... Originally uploaded by durango99 What a week. I'm really unmotivated. Roughed out a new gym program in the hope that it would help. I know it will once I go try it out, I always like to see the changes my body goes through when I start fresh. I'm feeling uncharacteristically lazy though. Have been for awhile. Not that I'm actively against getting out and

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Love is being stupid together Originally uploaded by nattu I am tired. I am sore. I need my rest. I can't sleep.It's hard to discern sometimes if one is being taken for granted or if there's just no time for anyone in someone else's life. Having been taken for granted a fair bit in the last while, I'm particularly touchy when it comes to this subject. Circles move and change, sometimes

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electric orange Originally uploaded by mlohninger Physically and figuratively.The good news is that doctors aren't sure if my nose is actually broken and that I think I look kinda good with a roman nose, y'know, just in case I get to keep it rather than having it disappear when it heals. My first moshpit injury since a fractured toe at a Nirvana concert. The world's a really messed up

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sitting angel b/w Originally uploaded by anne makaske I want to be able to stop thinking about you. Just turn off my brain for a little while and rest.In other news, job interviews seem to be changing. There seems to be a trend towards finding the right personality for a job, and a little less emphasis on relevant experience. It's interesting, but it also remains to be seen if my

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Fire eating Originally uploaded by dead-ro I feel crowded. Squeezed into everywhere even if I don't fit. Like everyone around me is moving and changing and I don't seem to be able to get anywhere past all the people pushing in around me.This is highly unpleasant. It's doing bad things to my state of mind.I'm trying to do things that will allow me to move forward and get going. Things that

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Chat Noir Originally uploaded by bikeracer It's funny. In my next schedule at work, that's the only day I know for sure I have off. I didn't ask for it, or anything like that. Complete coincidence.I won't send a card.I've erased your phone number, and thanks to the magic of cell phones, I have no idea what it even is. When I asked you for it, you called my phone rather than tell it to me,

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He makes me so happy it's impossible to describe.

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I might switch to useing my livejournal account for awhile. If anyone is interested, the address is here. You'll have to register to be able to comment, but it's free. Just go here to register.

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Well, I'm unpacked to the point that my house is livable. Still not perfect, but much better. I seem to have mostly caught up with myself, debt-wise, I only owe money to one person right now. I finally bought tickets for Daffodil, now I just have to hope I can get that day off. Gerhards wake was lovely. I think he would have enjoyed it. Lots of games, music, and laughter. Lots of old friends

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I feel very old fashioned right now. This is a rather odd thing, considering that I'm using an online journal to write about said feeling. I don't like being insulted. I don't like being called names. I don't like to be physically hit as a joke, greeting, or just passing note of another persons presence. I most especially dislike being informed I have no right to dislike these things, or being

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I adore the fact that my brain has the simultaneous ability to know something is a fact and to try and convince me the opposite of the fact is true. I seem to get depressed over the most ridiculous things ever. There are times I almost wish that I didn't realize that I do this, because then at least I could get sunk into a nice deep funk and just stew in my own misery, as it were, but since I

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Sort of...I just have to finish unpacking and go back to clean the old place. Thank you so much to everybody who helped out...Mr. Eff, Bean, Paul, Christian, Marcella, Neal, Owen and Karin. You guys rock! This was the easiest and most trouble free move I've ever had, thanks to all of you. I should go figure out where the rest of my furniture is going to live, and not get hooked by the call of

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So, since the antibiotics weren't working, I asked me boss for permission to go see a doctor and discuss treatment options. Since she'd like me to be able to continue working, she agrees wholeheartedly that I should do just that. So off I go, only to be told to come back in 1 1/2 hours when the clinic at the mall has space. I go back to my sweet, understanding boss. She says "No problem, you

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Why, of all the bloody times to get sick, did I have to get sick the week I'm moving ?!? My lungs and sinuses are useless masses that no longer move air at all, I can barely talk, and due to constant attempts by my body to get the aforementioned useless masses to function again, I cough, sneeze, and sniffle almost constantly. Boy, is it fun trying to sell high-end cosmetic products when your

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I don't care if Valentines day is a horribly commercialised idea and I don't need a reason to show someone I care. I had the day off, Paul had the day off, and we were both in the same town, so we went out and had fun. (thpppttt) We slept in, then went to De Dutch for breakfast...(mmm, pannekoek). After that, we went and spent the afternoon at the Vancouver Aquarium, where I was utterly

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Sad to say, but this is really to much like me... (sigh)

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And was somewhat re-born...at least I got my comments back, but I lost all the other custom stuff I had, like links. Grr. It's enough to make me actually start using my livejournal. Ah well, I took the opportunity to change templates, and from now on I'm keeping a copy of my code on my hard drive, so that this can't happen again.

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Well, I have a new apartment in North Burnaby. My roommate and I take possession on the 21st of this month. So if any of you out there have a pickup/van or just feel you might otherwise be of assistance in my quest to change residences, please drop me a line.

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Advanced Big 30 Personality Test Results Sociability ||||||||||||||| 50% Gregariousness |||||||||||| 38% Assertiveness ||||||||||||||||||||| 66% Activity Level ||||||||||||||| 50% Excitement-Seeking ||||||||||||||| 50% Enthusiasm ||||||||||||||| 46% Extroversion ||||||||||||||| 50% Trust ||||||||| 30% Morality |||||||||||| 34% Altruism ||||||||||||||| 42% Cooperation |

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So, I am probably the only person who has never watched the show before, and I was blown away. The remarkable amount of logical, reasonable ideas that the flock of bouncy little gay men came up with was amazing. From waxing backs, to shaping eyebrows, to trimming pubic hair to make your dick look bigger, they were just on a roll. Geez, I want to work for a makeover show so bad...I wonder how

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1075511817534283342004-01-30T17:10:00.000-08:002004-01-30T17:19:11.560-08:00

*Phew* Found a roommate. Moving at the end of February, probably to somewhere near Brentwood Mall. It's not Vancouver, but it is much closer than I am now! Finally did something with my hair...and wow, it's nice to have it back to a low maitinance color again. (Even if I forgot black dyes your scalp oh-so easily, whups!) Now to work on the eyebrows... Gad, I have to clean my room before the

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*Sigh* Anybody looking for a roomate in Vancouver? I'd kind of like to move to the Commercial Drive area...

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Just read something interesting on Breebop. I will admit quite willingly that I didn't really think about that entry until the commenting started. Now, due to the whole thing being a strange conglomeration of fashion statements and politics, I've become intrigued. "Bree, even if this is but a commentary, or editorial, it does a huge disservice to women. Our clothing, hair, aesthetics are

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Thanks to Dangerdean for this. Just click on the Yeti and see if you can beat my 311'. Heh. Looks like the site was to popular and went down do to unexpected bandwidth issues. To bad for those of you who missed it...(thpbbbt)

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Eeep. I've been very busy... I'm working on a new dress, so that I have something comfy and warm for camping events and partly-outdoors wintertime events. Something nice and simple in a warm brown wool blend, lined with linen. It was going well, but I've lost my motivation after only making half the eyelets to lace it on. Eyelets are the thing I never seem to finish on time...but heck, if I

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Courtesy of Yagowe. Name What is your name?: Eva Jean Are you named after anyone?: My grandmothers (Mary Eva, Florence Jean) What's your screening?: Kestrel Would you name a child of yours after you?: No If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be?: Probably William...but that's a guess. If you could switch names with a friend who would it be?: I wouldn't Are there

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So Paul was over for the weekend...Yay! We went for dinner with his folks at a really neat little African place called "Simbas". I highly recommend this restaurant to any of you who live in Vancouver, and I'll take you there if you're from out of town and come visit...the food was delicious, and the owner was very interesting. He has decided Paul will work for the UN in Kenya. That's apparently

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45.23809523809524% of me is a huge nerd! How about you? Or at least not quite half way to totality...

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I thought we weren't supposed to get winter here. There were icicles on the bus last night. I was pretty impressed, since a city bus doesn't often stay still long enough that I consider it something that could possibly have six inch long icicles hanging off of it. Hooray for freezing rain! I also leaned that the skytrains really do have control panels, and on the new ones, the seat that sits

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1073412522249278752004-01-06T09:58:00.000-08:002004-01-07T10:57:36.793-08:00

One of my plants appears to have frozen almost to death in the living room last night. It wilted so badly it toppled off its shelf. I have it in my room now, hoping the heat and some water will revive it, but it really needs new soil to replace what fell out of the pot. Where the heck does one buy potting soil in the middle of a blizzard? In outdoor weather news, my boss, who lives in Maple

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1073344035276875242004-01-05T15:07:00.000-08:002004-01-07T10:57:53.840-08:00

Just couldn't resist putting up a link to this one.

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The saga of my hard drive now spans two years! Woot! Ah, well, with any luck we can at least get my computer running again by Sunday. New Year Eve at the Clubhouse was great fun, as usual. Drunken revelry and even some sober foolishness abounded. I watched an odd musical number from a Japanese slasher/horror film...that was amusing. Ever time I'm over there there's a Japanese horror film on.

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1072880816993351542003-12-31T06:25:00.000-08:002003-12-31T06:37:01.843-08:00

Here's a cheery way to start off the new year...how many people do you know small enough that this snake could eat them? I'm one!

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I've been wondering why I never post anything that makes me sound like a person with more than one layer. I rant and rave, I complain, and I detail things I'm working on. I never get past the surface thoughts. Some of the journals I read are so poetic. Even prose flows from their authors in such a way as to make me feel interested in every little detail of the writers lives. I read about

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1072733551096037322003-12-29T13:26:00.000-08:002003-12-29T13:34:22.140-08:00

Y'know, I ought to know better than to ask for tech-items for Christmas. My new 40 gig hard drive won't work. Paul has replaced my RAM, tried installing different OS's, tried the disks in different drives, all to no avail. It won't admit it has an OS on it at all. This is very frustrating, especially as I was given new games for Christmas and I can't run them on my current setup. Bleah. Oh

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1072254179726115262003-12-24T00:18:00.000-08:002008-05-27T01:19:10.875-07:00

#1 : It has a screw off cap #2 : It fizzes slightly when opened #3 : It is only 6% alcohol #4 : It actually says to 'Refrigerate after opening' But oddly enough, it tastes pretty good...sort of like grape punch, it smells like blackberries, and hey, it was free, and I almost never turn down free alcohol. (Unless it involves tomato juice or milk in the mix.)

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1072167513703170242003-12-23T00:04:00.000-08:002008-05-27T01:19:10.888-07:00

Marcella and Rick threw an awesome Yule party on Saturday. There was much geeking, good company, food and drink. Also a few rather entertaining gifts...tops for the night goes to the "Gayest shirt ever", which was given to Tim. The story of having it made went something like this: 1: "I need that skull and crossbones pattern put on a shirt. What's the gayest color you have to print in?" 2: "We

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1071816111337618272003-12-18T22:20:00.000-08:002008-05-27T01:19:10.902-07:00

Well, lets see, where to begin. #1 : I have a pile of burgundy and cream brocade (very obnoxious) given to me by the lovely Ekaterina years and years ago. It has since been pulled out once a year or so, looked at, and put back away due to me not yet having found the perfect project to use it for. #2 : I found a portrait of Elanora d'Toledo wearing an obnoxious brocade dress...hmm...a dress

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I think it's just marvelous that there were two Skytrain Employees that boarded the train to check fares on my ride home. They got off with a nice, quiet person who hadn't paid the appropriate fare. One stop later, two large, drunk men boarded the train. They decided that they were irresistible to women, and that I, like all other women in their little world, wanted to (and I quote) "fall all

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1071666434238733202003-12-17T05:06:00.000-08:002008-05-27T01:19:10.943-07:00

I hate it when my brain decides I'm going to be awake whether I want to or not. No nightmares, no fighting neighbors, not even a storm. Maybe my cold medication was all that was keeping me asleep...hmm...perhaps I'm more stressed than I thought. Teach me to spend the day with Agnes...I'd say it was all her fault for reminding me of the looming 12th night costuming deadline, but cracking open

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1071618103624447012003-12-16T15:40:00.000-08:002008-05-27T01:19:10.957-07:00

You tell us that you face the final foe And know that this time you will lose that fight. Oh, how can you advance with heart so light, To leave us now, the comrades you did know? We all must face him, be it fast or slow, Who waits for us, far darker than the night, Who sunders friends, with tears makes dim our sight, But you, who face him now, no sorrow show. I wish I could not hear, nor speak

Evanoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121900.post-1071613347644201232003-12-16T14:21:00.000-08:002008-05-27T01:19:10.968-07:00

My dear friend, Baron Gerhard Kendal of Westmorland, passed away today. I can't say anything better than his wife, Amanda: "We all know that as long as he is in our memories, he will live on. The ripples that he has created through his teaching, whether formal or informal, will spread far and wide. The lives he has affected in some way, will never be the same. He was a man who lived by his

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