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[13 Jul 2007|10:43am] |
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Order of the Phoenix disappointed me. Disjointed. They cut all the good stuff. What about the swamp? And, oh, most major plot points. Saw the midnight showing, too.
But had fun earlier in the week. Visited Harney & Sons with an old friend, her parents, and her roommate. Bought an lovely tea called "Sally's Secret." It's an earl gray with rose petals. Had some this morning. The rose petals make it just a little bit sweeter, very subtle, very light. Certainly not a wake-up tea, but very soothing when you don't have anywhere to be in the morning.
Dog and house sitting ends on Sunday, but the nannying resumes Monday. Will miss the steam shower (like a mini-sauna . . . mmmm). Won't miss being alone (okay, there is the dog, but she's rather stupid and not terribly interesting) in a huge empty house.
Tried out some knitting jewelry (a la: 'Bauble' but sans seed beads and with embroidery thread instead)
Have new glass to play with on my torch. Maybe that's what I'll do today, since we've got a small spell of cooler (relatively) and less humid weather.
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| the original is always better |
[08 Jun 2007|12:50pm] |
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The Golden Compass comes out in December. They changed Iofur's name. I'm worried that they're going to screw it up. Blood and Chocolate was completely massacred. X-men and Spiderman were changed and twisted.
But The Lord of the Rings was amazing, even if they did cut out and change some important things. And The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe was brilliant and rather close to the book.
Maybe it won't suck. Plus, armored polar bears. And Iorek's name is the same, at least :) and he's way more important than Iofur.
And why am I so worried anyway? I was totally disappointed by the end of The Amber Spyglass. *grumblegrumbleidiotsmakingfemalecharactersweakandpatheticattheendgrumble*
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| latrocimium |
[28 Nov 2006|05:12pm] |
So which is better, word-wise: piracy, brigandage, or freebooting?
My vote is for brigandage.
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| giant hills and crazy houses |
[14 Aug 2006|08:35pm] |
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Day three in San Francisco, if you count the day traveling--we got here around 3, we got to our rental house several hours later.
For me, I usually hate the place I'm visiting that first day. I'm exhausted from traveling, dieing for a hot meal, need a shower, and don't see anything familiar (duh). But the next day, when I've had enough sleep, good food, am clean and ready to go, I love it. Can't see enough, can't walk fast enough, can't wait to see it all.
So far we've seen: Union Square, the school Barb goes to (the outside anyway), Fisherman's Wharf, sea lions, the old school trolleys, a museum full of antique arcade games (including scandalous XXX peepshows where a fully clothed secretary resists the advances of her fully clothed boss), some of Golden Gate Park (Japanese Tea Garden, Conservatory (outside only--it's closed on Mondays), and the arboretum), and Haight Street. My feet hurt and it's almost time for dinner. But it's been great, feet notwithstanding. Plus, we've been hanging out with Barb for the first time since May (although similar things could be said of Shorty even though he still lives at home . . .)
The house we're at rocks. Mom wants to live here--or at least wishes she could be one of those people who has a vacation house (like this one) to visit several times a year.
The future holds: Alcatraz, Chinatown, maybe Little Italy, Redwood Forests, possibly wine country (a vineyard or two maybe), a birthday barbeque for Barb, more shopping
Check out pictures so far on my yahoo pictures page (link under my info). Still need organizing. I'll do that later.
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| work? busy? naaaah |
[09 Aug 2006|08:59am] |
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inside my head: "one more day, one more day . . . " |
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Actually had work to do at work on Monday and Tuesday. For part of the day anyway. Shocker. Today's my last day and it looks like everyone brought in food. There's always something to eat around here, but damn! Cookies, cake, little treats, even a pie someone baked! And all for me going away . . . awww. Almost makes me like the place. Almost.
Anyway, on to fun stuff. Had an amazing weekend with my pretty redhead. Stayed with my cousins just outside of Boston, which was fun. She confirmed that it's not just family prejudice that thinks they're the cutest and most polite little kids ever :) And on Saturday we went into the city, had amazing fun-ness and met some really cool people (*waves*), with whom we went shopping and had ice cream and then went out for Ethiopian food. Yummy.
San Francisco: 3 days
my birthday: 13 days
back to school: 18 days
Seeing my redhead: 16-18 days *tear*
classes start: 29 days
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| later that day . . . |
[24 Jul 2006|05:02pm] |
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I have pinkeye. Lucky me. I also have drugs for that and the cold-thingy. Lucky me.
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| beautiful days stuck inside |
[24 Jul 2006|11:22am] |
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I've been sick since Wednesday. I was feeling better, honest. I took Thursday and Friday off, since I had a fever. I was doing good on Saturday, until this cough attacked me, blegh. Sunday started off okay and ended bad. And I might have pinkeye. Mom thought she did, too, but her eye's just irritated. Going to the doctor today. If I do have pinkeye, I can't go to work tomorrow either, since I'll still be contagious.
Being sick in the summer blows. Although I do kinda like not being at work.
I've watched more TV in the past four days than I have the entire year--at least, that what it feels like. I've also whipped through a dozen books or so, mostly rereading old favorites.
Maybe I've made myself sick because work sucks so much. Or maybe I got sick because I work in a health care place, surrounded by sick people. Or a little of both. And let's see . . . throat hurting: what am I not saying? Eyes: what am I not seeing? Ear: What am I not hearing. Hell, even my head--what am I not thinking?
Ugh.
Doctor's appointment at 3.
By the time I get back to work, I'll only have two more weeks left before I'm done with the damn place and on my way to San Francisco. Now to convince my body to get better and let me go back for the two weeks.
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| In my world, nothing ever goes wrong |
[10 Jul 2006|09:28am] |
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Wouldn't that be nice? Make that you're new mantra.
So I'm at work. Not exciting work. But today is sooooo empty . . . of course I'm on phones for the first time today *shudder* but I've 'handled' all of two calls so far, one of which I gave over to the woman at the desk and the other of which was so simple that even I could tell her what's what. And it's not like I'm the only one looking after the phones--there are two other people before me. Heh. Although at this particular moment, both of them are taking calls, so if another one comes in, it's up to me--nope, never mind, one of them's off again. Heh. Simple, right?
Anyway, work still sucks hairy goats, but I can deal, especially when I see that lovely paycheck come through. Besides, it's just for the summer. Hopefully it won't consume my soul like I was afraid it might. And this is why I'm going to school, right? So I won't be stuck at a desk job all my life and ready to go postal a few years down the road.
Also, this week I'm only working three days, because Margaret Cho in Northampton is Thursday night! (AND I get to see Sarah for the first time since Spring Break in March AND I get to see Evadne and kidnap her for the weekend). Can't wait.
Oh, and what's more--I've finally got orientation for the job for all of tomorrow and half of the next day. *snicker* After working here for several weeks I finally get oriented. Which means I relearn some of what I know and sit around potentially 'learning' more about this place, which I'll promptly forget and not need to know four weeks later.
San Francisco: One month away.
My birthday (21--should I feel triumphant or old?): one month and twelve days.
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| I feel like such a drama queen |
[21 Jun 2006|09:32pm] |
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and I hate drama. I avoid it. I live with 75 women and I still somehow manage to avoid most of the stupid, crazy drama there. I go to school with psycho lesbians and desperate straight girls. And I still avoid most of the drama.
So what do I do? Come home and create it for myself. Idiot.
So I try to get a job at the library. Nice try, come back when you've got a degree and experience, or you enroll in Yale. Thanks. Instead of doing what I was going to fall back on--babysitting, what do I do? Accept an office position. A full time office position. What do I hate? Offices. And why did I have to say I'd take the job and spend a whole day there (8:30 to 5) before I decided I really, really, really could not stomach that for the whole summer? Cuz I'm an ass. And I guess deep down some part of me likes drama. I must have been missing it. And I call the woman I babysat for three hours to late. They hired someone else. Oh, gods, tell me I'm not stuck in an office position all summer!
Working now on creating more drama to save my ass from utter misery. Also, why can I do the whole library thing (they do office shit too) but not the office thing? Maybe it's a question of books versus people. Books win every time with me. Excepting a few specific individuals I actually know. People in general? Screw them.
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[23 May 2006|01:50pm] |
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back home. around. hoping to get a job.
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[18 Mar 2006|12:44pm] |
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am now in Geneva. need sleep. am substituting food and alcohol instead.
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[10 Mar 2006|01:01pm] |
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in the 60s in early-ish March? if I'd know it'd be so damn warm, I would have shaved my legs so I could wear a skirt.
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[20 Feb 2006|02:03pm] |
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Way to celebrate President's Day, Smith. Instead, make up a day off two days later and insist on having lectures, talks and all sorts of other random events. Everyone stays in and does homework anyway, except, perhaps, a few seniors.
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| your lips are taste of wine |
[16 Feb 2006|11:49pm] |
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Armi & Danny "I Wanna Love You Tender" |
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fun new icons from crazy old music videos. go look.
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| the hunting of the tea cup |
[27 Jan 2006|01:46pm] |
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The three colleges I'm looking at for MLS don't require GREs. Wow. That makes me really happy. And slightly leary. Should I take 'em anyway?
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| I <3 Travis McGee |
[19 Jan 2006|12:16pm] |
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"I found that I had a bigger emotional swing that I wanted. I would become vastly elated for no reason, and deeply depressed without warning. And sometimes I felt ludicrously close to girlish tears. The governor was out of kilter. I told myself I could not go about reacting like a Smith College Sophomore, but I could not shake the feeling of emotional convalescence, of not being entirely certain of what I might do next."
Oh Travis McGee . . . oh John D. MacDonald . . . how did I not discover these novels earlier?
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