diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1.md b/lj-dump/L-1.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..34e09b4c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Woo, huzzah, and all that jazz. +%date 2002-08-07 20:54:11 + +Lookie, an LJ. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-10.md b/lj-dump/L-10.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1f99906a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-10.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Recipe idea, perhaps. +%date 2002-08-17 17:30:33 + +Back when my mom used to cook chicken for me, even though she didn't eat it, I'd put mild Caesar salad dressing on it as seasoning. It was pretty damn good, too. Maybe one day when I'm bored, I could try and make a recipe for it. Probably sear and steam the chicken in chicken broth with a bit of rosemary and lemon juice or something, then when it's about half cooked, take out some of the broth and add some Caesar dressing. Turn it off and let it cool a bit, save the sauce, and bake the chicken the rest of the way, then serve it with a thickened version of the sauce. Or maybe just season the chicken and bake it, making the sauce separately. *shrug* Would be good with rice pilaf and potatoes. + +Anyway, whatever. + +Big B is still down. Screwy. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-100.md b/lj-dump/L-100.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8c05ae1a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-100.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Love. Humility. Balance. In other news, I'm thinking about people dying again. Thus... +%date 2004-03-27 00:25:20 + +I can feel the sickness spreading now. There's the earthy, acrid feeling during exhalation, the weariness of my joints, the slight dizziness and self-lag when I move quickly, the endless slightly upset stomach that feels a good deal like hunger... And above all lies the hot, rotten feeling in my core. Fuck. + +I'd written in a not-so-lucid moment on the back of an essay, "How can I be sure I'm me?" This feeling came back last night after the show. Moondog didn't actually perform 'cause he didn't have a song and didn't have time to prepare. Instead, we commiserated on the energy of Rainbow Alley and the fact that we don't talk much. This nugget of info seemed to have originated from Samir having talked a good deal with Andrew today. It's a good point, Moondog and I don't really just talk all that much. We discussed this over water and a chocolate shake at Arby's during closing time and some over IM. When we were in person though, I had the feeling that I really wasn't the one talking; I don't mean this in the otherworldly sense, so much as the fact that I wasn't sure I really understood what I was saying. + +Now that I've put down my goddamned book, I feel frustrated at the fact that we should have to worry about this at all, that we need to schedule time to talk. Perhaps I've gone nineteen, but mates shouldn't have to do that. Waiting is. Talking will happen when it needs to happen, and perhaps it does, but are we approaching this in the wrong way? Are we being goaded into action by shadows? Or perhaps I'm just out of my mind. Yar-bugger. + +Hey, I found reading again. In case you didn't notice. + +As a side note, I've not cried in years. I feel like, since I cried so much as a child, I must conserve my tears, mete them out in the proper amounts at the proper times, lest I have none when they're needed most. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1000.md b/lj-dump/L-1000.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..81f73475 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1000.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Finally got it! +%date 2007-02-27 22:59:15 + +:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1001.md b/lj-dump/L-1001.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c6725310 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1001.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Another... +%date 2007-03-01 05:47:08 + + + +Can't sleep.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1002.md b/lj-dump/L-1002.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..84e3ecef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1002.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title For Emergencies: +%date 2007-03-01 06:45:27 + +Name: Matthew Joseph Scott +Date of Birth: 01/21/1986 +Address: 1104 Remington St. #304, Fort Collins, CO 80524 +Phone: 1-303-818-5943 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1003.md b/lj-dump/L-1003.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2c7249e8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1003.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Reworked... +%date 2007-03-01 21:07:16 + + + +A little cleaner looking now, but I'm not too sure about the sinking name. Suggestions? + +EDIT: at 's suggestion: + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1004.md b/lj-dump/L-1004.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..46d9f82b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1004.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Blwrg. +%date 2007-03-02 07:22:39 + +Attempted to sing for scholarship monies tonight, which ended, however predictably, in disaster. Actually, I thought I did rather well, until I heard some of the other people who were competing. Well, I guess there's a reason I'm not majoring in Vocal Performance, or even getting a performer's certificate. + +One good thing did come from tonight, though! I made up a drink! + +2 parts blackstrap rum (Cruzan Estates Navy) +1 part amaretto +1 part triple sec + +Build over ice in a highball glass, serve with a slice of lime. + +It's pretty good, but I'm tempted to add a little simple syrup and soda water. I'll try another, as I get quietly and thoroughly drunk. + +Edit: + +Double the amaretto, add a splash of Rose's sweetened lime juice, and fill with soda water, and you get.. what? I think I'll call the original a beachfox ('cause a Shanerak sounded clumsy :D), and this a sparkling beachfox. Dunno how that'll sound tomorrow :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1005.md b/lj-dump/L-1005.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..13de0a13 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1005.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Family +%date 2007-03-04 05:54:00 + +

Family
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
Did some ad hoc photojournalism (or at least street photography) today. This family at the Freedom to Marry rally was very nice. One of their little girls had a pride flag and was swinging it about. More here
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Kayla and Me
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
Light leaks nuuuuu.
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"Your Man Jesus seems to me a bit of a son of a bitch when it comes to women," Roland said. "Was He ever married?" +The corners of Callahan's mouth quirked. "No," he said, "but His girlfriend was a whore." +"Well," Roland said, "That's a start."
+ +Went over to Kelly's to see her and Linda off last night. Took an Andrew. He and Samir drove the two to DIA while Moondog and I talked. When the got back Andrew called, got called, did stuff, then Samir drove him back to Boulder. I don't know the details, and that's okay. + +Yaytalking. Moondog even slept for a good deal of the night, though he was up coughing for a good deal. And pointing at the books on Kelly's shelves while declaring them to be "queer queer queer queer queer." This morning, Samir pounced us, and we futzed around for a while, eating food and drinking beverages, talking and canoodling. + +Now I think Andrew and Samir are gonna come over. Either Andrew's gonna stay the night, or pretend he's going to while going to stay with Samir. I don't know. I'm gonna do homework as soon as I finish DT:V. 200 more pages. Should finish tonight. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1010.md b/lj-dump/L-1010.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..55117e6e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1010.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title AnthroCon. +%date 2007-03-06 23:50:25 + +So.. uh.. looks like I'll be able to make it to AC after all. Yarp. Staying with , I believe. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1011.md b/lj-dump/L-1011.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4f418fcc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1011.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Shanerak... +%date 2007-03-09 05:22:55 + +It's like you're destined to be 'snorgled' by cats. I'm not quite sure what that means, though. + +And dogs. +And more cats. +And cell phones (totally true). + +*shower* +And laps. +Okay, I'm done now :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1012.md b/lj-dump/L-1012.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5e47f45b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1012.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title So.. uh.. +%date 2007-03-09 18:21:52 + +Gotta admit, I kinda want a ferret now, after all those pictures and some reading c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1013.md b/lj-dump/L-1013.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2c51c818 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1013.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Potential deliciousness +%date 2007-03-09 23:04:01 + +

Potential deliciousness
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
Potential deliciousness is quite high in these. Soon, as in two weeks, the will be chocolate liqeuer, made from cacao nibs (the "raw" form of chocolate), rum, and sucanat sugar. In the background is a bottle of home-made vanilla vodka, which should also be good in a bit. :o)
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Ghost Matt
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
No real substance.
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Ghost Matt
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
Gonna be out of town for the next few days, but I'll peek on every now and then. In the mean time, another ghosty picture.
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"Doesn't matter," he sighed. "It's ka." +"Ka," Oy said, then looked up. "Moon. Ka, moon. Moon, ka." +"Shut up," Jake said, not unkindly. +"Shut up ka," Oy said amiably. "Shut up moon. Shut up Ake. Shut up Oy."
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'Floofcut''Floofcut'
+ I was told to..
+ diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1022.md b/lj-dump/L-1022.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..86a47038 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1022.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Sigh. +%date 2007-04-02 06:38:51 + +It's not that you can't compose in a rush, just that you shouldn't. + +EDIT: Better recording - better sample via GigaStudio. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1023.md b/lj-dump/L-1023.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7b4de9ef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1023.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Bwrg. +%date 2007-04-04 05:34:28 + +

"Liqueurs de France" Blanche Traditionelle Brut d'Alembic Essai 3
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
Didn't do much today, other than clean and take some pictures, due to being sick and having a concert tonight. Just tried to take it easy and conserve my voice. I guess it worked - Duruflé status: SUCCESS
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Naptime
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo.
This is, quite possibly, the cutest picture of my cat I've ever taken.
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Also... + + + +
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Tarot ramblingsSo last night, I was thinking that since I'm obviously more motivated to take pictures than batik, maybe I'd do a photographic version of the Major Arcana instead :3 After thinking about it for a bit, I decided that, while they might not make good, usable cards, they might make neat pictures to hang on one's wall. With that decision came the idea that I need not strictly follow the symbolism if they're not going to be read that way, so I decided to come up with my own, more abstract symbolism. I used numbers that seemed to be good, and concepts that I've thought about in the past. And accidentally came up with the Major Arcana all over again (with a few transpositions and minor differences). Whups! + +
    +
  1. Time
    2. +
  2. Chaos
    3. +
  3. maternity/conception
    4. +
  4. paternity/creation
    5. +
  5. guidance
    6. +
  6. authority
    7. +
  7. structure/organization
    8. +
  8. Order
    9. +
  9. consistency
    10. +
  10. collapse/unwilling change
    11. +
  11. rebellion/willing change
    12. +
  12. withdrawal
    13. +
  13. recognition
    14. +
  14. restructure/integration
    15. +
  15. Balance
    16. +
  16. elation
    17. +
  17. exertion
    18. +
  18. maintenance
    19. +
  19. release
    20. +
  20. destruction
    21. +
  21. creation/rejuvenation
    22. +
  22. full circle/ouroboros
    23. +
 + +Dunno if it'll go anywhere, since it's basically the Majors as they are, with a few switcheroos, but who knows :D + +
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Took long enough. + +These last two weeks have been particularly busy - I finally finished that piece for the two graduating grad students, and I think it turned out really well. Having to crunch for a piece isn't something I've had too much experience with, and it turned out to be really fun. It was sort of like NaNoWriMo in that after a certain point of deciding on structure and sonority, it felt less like I was writing music and more like I was exploring something that was already there - more like reading than writing. I got it printed up all pretty at Kinkos and both the recipients seemed to enjoy the piece. + +Finals were pretty unspectacular, but during finals week, I had a few neat things happen. I wound up with a job at the Morgan Library as a help desk tech, which should prove to not only be reasonably fun and well paid, but with a good chance of moving up to working with the servers and with Sage Catalog. Then, on Thursday night, I drove Elliott down to Boulder after he invited me to participate in his Sufi Zikr ceremony. While I'm certainly not going to convert to Islam, it was definitely a very powerful experience, and well worth participating in. I had very little in the way of expectations, so it was neat to participate in something so completely different. + +Today I picked up a bunch of Górecki and a book, Litany of the Sun by Gene Wolfe. Looks to be a fun summer. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1039.md b/lj-dump/L-1039.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cb205ef9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1039.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-05-14 14:15:55 + +Had a few weird dreams last night. The first was about some sort of mystical order that perfected time travel via a few carefully planned deaths (the traveler's and someone in the order at the destination). I apparently hated concert band SO MUCH that I had to go back in time for some reason. I ended up waking up when my death was particularly gruesome. Or.. well.. I half woke up, but really just slipped into another dream where had called, and I told him about the dream before falling asleep on the phone. + +The second dream was about a few gangsters robbing an IHOP and I were eating at. I was a badass in that dream :3 *win* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-104.md b/lj-dump/L-104.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1ab590f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-104.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Shit. +%date 2004-03-29 13:00:26 + +I just woke up. Just now. At 2. I may be fucked. Math I can ditch, latin I can fake, but I need to do my goddamned story. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1040.md b/lj-dump/L-1040.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..91f69d7c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1040.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Job. +%date 2007-05-14 22:21:44 + +So.. uh.. this job's pretty neat. The fact that I lurve libraries certainly helps. Plus, it feels nice to be treated like a proper geek. :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1041.md b/lj-dump/L-1041.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c4c124af --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1041.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-05-15 15:26:01 + +One of the neat things about this job so far is the complete absurdity of some of the tasks. I just rode in the back of a flat-bed truck with an Indian guy and over 70 CRTs stacked two high, and it's only 9:30. + +Hard to get used to double monitors, though - I always go too far with my mouse. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1042.md b/lj-dump/L-1042.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..79cacc5e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1042.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Woot. +%date 2007-05-21 17:45:13 + +Wrote my first bit of Perl in YEARS! Well, months, at least. Some stupid little script to run as a scheduled task so that I can track FMS symptoms. :D + +Nearly forgot how to use heredocs. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1043.md b/lj-dump/L-1043.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e0f9e43d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1043.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hee. +%date 2007-05-22 17:56:58 + +Why don't you take a flying fuck at a rolling donut? Why don't you take a flying fuck at the moooooooooon?! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1044.md b/lj-dump/L-1044.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..74b3ab6e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1044.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Blrg. +%date 2007-05-24 16:48:46 + +So, when I first started working here, it was suggested that I might have some useful talent and that I should speak up if I had any skills. I did so, but nothing piqued interest. + +Apparently, I have been hiding the fact that I'm pretty quick when it comes to making Cat-5 cable. Woo. Been making cable all morning. x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1045.md b/lj-dump/L-1045.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cdacefcc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1045.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Hmf. +%date 2007-05-24 18:41:25 + +Never used JOINs before, so can someone tell me if I'm doing this right? + +SELECT wcmsVertices.*, wcmsDiffs.modifer, wcmsDiffs.mtime, wcmsDiffs.reason FROM wcmsVertices RIGHT JOIN wcmsDiffs USING (id) WHERE wcmsVerticies.id = '$vertex' ORDER BY wcmsDiffs DESC LIMIT 1; + +I want to select everything from wcmsVertices and the three specified fields from wcmsDiffs where the 'id' fields are both equal to $vertex. If there's more than one Diff, though, I want to only grab the most recent one. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1046.md b/lj-dump/L-1046.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0f3b66da --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1046.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-05-25 19:10:45 + +Anyone know anything about XML::Parser in perl? Their documentation is.. lacking. c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1047.md b/lj-dump/L-1047.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c8974f04 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1047.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Whelp.. +%date 2007-05-29 05:01:15 + +Some crazy ferret decided to be an enabler and got me a rename token, so now I'm . I'm guessing some folk might not be too pleased with this, but.. too bad :3 Everything should be transferred over fully, like friends lists and the like, but let me know if you have any problems. + +Thanks, Shan ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1048.md b/lj-dump/L-1048.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10ccca56 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1048.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Ryaaaan. +%date 2007-05-29 20:51:46 + +I spent a good 45 minutes on the phone with the WA-SP today. Nice guy. Got to hear about how he worked in the dorms, too; how he had a friend who had a Japanese mother, too; how he played the trumpet. I learned as much about him as your future job :3 + +Good luck! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1049.md b/lj-dump/L-1049.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e9429379 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1049.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Behehehe. +%date 2007-05-30 02:19:29 + +So.. uh.. MERRY'S FRIGGIN' AWESOME. + +Posted without permission, of course. I'll take it down if need be :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-105.md b/lj-dump/L-105.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ad3b3825 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-105.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Megh. +%date 2004-03-30 22:26:08 + +My will to do homework has departed. I'll take the ten percent off for an extension. I need the sleep. Didn't get much last night. I never seem to when I'm over at Kelly's. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1050.md b/lj-dump/L-1050.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..88da8c58 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1050.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-01 16:20:57 + +Iz goan RAIN! RAAAAIIN! + +I can feel it in mah bones :3 + diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1051.md b/lj-dump/L-1051.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ce0d7a12 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1051.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I was getting a little stressed... +%date 2007-06-01 21:57:38 + +...Until I was shown this. + +D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1052.md b/lj-dump/L-1052.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6a5f5571 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1052.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-02 07:42:05 + +Cops! + +Lots of cops! + +Green Van Man may get arrested. :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1053.md b/lj-dump/L-1053.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c6cfbb8e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1053.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title RMFC +%date 2007-06-03 23:35:29 + +Reasonably fun con, for the few hours I was there :o) Sorry I had to drag people off so soon. Ah well, I got a sketch out of it from a friend from long ago. :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1054.md b/lj-dump/L-1054.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..763c3f7c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1054.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Behehe. +%date 2007-06-05 00:00:03 + +New icon. And I didn't even ask permission :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1055.md b/lj-dump/L-1055.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a0d07908 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1055.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Shanerak! +%date 2007-06-05 05:17:29 + +Sorry I missed your calls D: I was getting beeped at by schizophrenic people, then getting fed peanut butter and pickle slices on crackers. Vomitacious. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1056.md b/lj-dump/L-1056.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8b826f18 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1056.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Holey buckets! +%date 2007-06-06 19:53:45 + +http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/129 - a video about a new technology +http://labs.live.com/photosynth/default.html - a demo of that technology + +The goal behind this program is sort of what I'm trying to accomplish with what I've been doing with my website - making pages all the more meaningful because of how they're linked together. Neat! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1057.md b/lj-dump/L-1057.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9cfcf0bf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1057.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title First corrugation +%date 2007-06-09 20:50:24 + +

First corrugation
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
I spent the first hour or so of my day today corrugating paper. Unfortunately, the paper I was using (cheapo origami paper) didn't last for the whole sheet of corrugating, and I had to cut the bottom tatters off. Still enough for a nice-ish macro shot.
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IMG_3264s
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Folding more. It passes the time.
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1059.md b/lj-dump/L-1059.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c4cd4fe6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1059.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-10 22:29:57 + +Maybe one day when I'm independently wealthy, I'll be able to afford a nice bike, but for now, $3k is too much to drop at once @.@ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-106.md b/lj-dump/L-106.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..53f4385b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-106.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-03-30 23:21:35 + +I'm makin' plans, +I'm headin' out; +Not a thing to do +But head on out. + +This snippet has been brought to you by Empathic Connections (tm)! Enjoy having your emotions tied to random people so that you can have mood swings for no immediately apparent reason. *joy* +*sarcasm* + +Wow, I got all self centered. Hmm. Sorry if I offended c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1060.md b/lj-dump/L-1060.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f3b35df4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1060.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Behehe +%date 2007-06-11 03:48:44 + +Thanks, Oz :3 + +EDIT: Caption contest for the above link. :3 + +My entry: "After sprinkling with some thyme, I then like to backhand the bitch, just to tenderize it a little." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1061.md b/lj-dump/L-1061.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5919bb3f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1061.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-12 17:37:04 + +Hey Ferret, whatcha think? Mom's taking me to look at cars D: + +'91 Camry, $1450 + +or + +'91 CRX, $1950 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1062.md b/lj-dump/L-1062.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7c3bb798 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1062.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-13 16:00:09 + +Shaky connections make programming hard. Thank goodness for screen. + +Still looking at cars, I guess. Mostly Hondas and Toyotas, '88-'95. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1063.md b/lj-dump/L-1063.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b469d5b2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1063.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Slow Day +%date 2007-06-14 20:30:39 + +What... + +EDIT: Also... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1064.md b/lj-dump/L-1064.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fcc9a384 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1064.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title BAHAHAHAHA +%date 2007-06-19 01:16:41 + +I just spent $522 on a used bike. + +Man is it a nifty bike :o) The shifters are going to take some getting used to, alas, as are the brakes. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1065.md b/lj-dump/L-1065.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..17a3589c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1065.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Today's ride +%date 2007-06-20 00:47:24 + +15.6 miles (From the library, north to Mountain, West to Overland Trail, South to Elizabeth, east to Taft Hill, south to Horsetooth, East to the mall, north to Stover, north to Prospect, west to Whedbee, north to Matthews, west home) + +Max: 26.6 mph, Avg: ... can't find it. Stupid comp. + +Took about an hour, with two ten-minute breaks - one at Recycled Cycles to thank them for the suggestion, and one when I ran into Richard. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1066.md b/lj-dump/L-1066.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7ee173c4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1066.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-20 14:38:33 + +Feelin' good despite the ride yesterday. Physically, at least. Mentally, I'm pissed at this stupid shifting pay dates thing. I'd like my monies ;.; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1067.md b/lj-dump/L-1067.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8d750144 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1067.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title Meme and picture +%date 2007-06-20 21:23:45 + +So.. today I had to install Acrobat for a woman named Lori Oling. Like most large businesses, our usernames tend to be a combination of initials and names. + +Hehehe. \\loling + +Stolen from ferrets: + +Ask me to take a picture of any aspect of my life that you're interested in/curious about - it can be anything from the house I live in to my favorite shoes. Leave your choice here as a comment, and I will reciprocate by taking the pictures and posting them as an LJ entry. That way you get to know a little bit about my life. + + +Also,
a picture of my bike: +Foxbike +(click more and larger pictures on Flickr) + +
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Nice bruised perineum. x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1069.md b/lj-dump/L-1069.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c9864b85 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1069.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Blarg +%date 2007-06-22 03:56:40 + +No internet at home, and I can't get in to fix it due to a BUNCH OF NAKED GIRLS, so I'm at the 'Cat. Rode a little today. Eleven mile jaunt to pick up a tube from RecycledCycles and thank the guy who sold me the bike, and get some groceries at King Soopers. Need to get ahold of John, so I can figure out this internet mess. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-107.md b/lj-dump/L-107.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bf241940 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-107.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-03-31 00:30:21 + +This has to be the worst attack I've had since 6th grade. What little bit I was getting from Michael (who is in no way at fault for this - so don't even think of appologizing) earlier seems to have triggered something. At the risk of sounding angsty, here goes: these are quite simply the most vivid suicidal thoughts I've had yet - everything from wondering how much it'd hurt to be stabbed with a soldering iron to whether it might be better to kill myself like they kill kosher cows: with a sharp blade to the neck, so that all they feel is dizziness and falling asleep as the blood drains; these are the worst thoughts regarding school I've had yet this year, mostly tied to the emotions of helplessness and pointlessness; and this is the most scared I've been, period. I've got it running in the background (heh, yeah, ctrl-z; bg emotions) right now, and I'm going to try and let it run itself out. I staggered out of bed, crying (imagine that..), to go look for sleepytime tea so that maybe I could sleep it off, but I couldn't find that, so instead I'm going to write it out - express myself and all that, while perhaps trying to garner some pity. Maybe I could pick up on that instead, so that I could realize what a sorry dolt I must seem like and just snap out of it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1070.md b/lj-dump/L-1070.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2df3ab60 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1070.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-22 21:04:06 + +Had very vivid nightmares last night about being sentenced to death. Not death row, or anything, just a committee that decided I was going to die tomorrow. The let me do whatever I wanted for a 24 hours or whatever, but very few people that I told believed that I was actually going to die the next day. I walked around, concerned about what would happen when I suddenly didn't show up for work, didn't come home, never visited parents, never connected to the internet again.. I mentioned several times in the dream that I wasn't too worried about my death, about how it would feel or if I would go anywhere after that, so much as that I either wouldn't get to say goodbye to people that I cared about, or that the people I did say goodbye to never believed me. It was infuriating - and by the time the scheduled execution came around, I was ready and willing just because I was so frustrated with trying to get people to take me seriously - I walked proudly into the circular room, and went out the door on the other side and, á là Terry Prachett's Lord Vetinary's door, fell down a Very Deep Hole on the other side. That's when I woke up. + +Today, Elliott, one of my very good composer friends, stopped by my work specifically to say goodbye to me, so that felt really good - to actually be earnest in a farewell after a dream lacking those from others. + +Today's ride should be a long one. Taking the Spring Creek trail South, West along Harmony to either Taft hill or Overland Trail, north to LaPorte, East and South home. + +EDIT: some links from today: There's a comic strip?. Also, cute :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1071.md b/lj-dump/L-1071.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d968e543 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1071.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Today's Ride +%date 2007-06-23 02:31:55 + +19.4 miles. Damnit! So close :o) Well, I rode to the furmeet, so when I ride home, I'll top twenty for the day. I explored the set of trails out east of the city today. It's a shame Ryan isn't around I think he'd have really liked it. The only downside is that the shitty repair of the asphalt trail (honestly, who repairs asphalt with concrete?) might've un-trued my front wheel. Damn. Oh well. I rode the whole length of both the Spring Creek and the Poudre trail. + +Max: 29.7 mph (!!!) So close! Maybe if I'd done it in the middle of the ride instead of at the end. + +Took about an hour or so. Stupid headwind. Oh well. 67 miles on the bike so far. + +EDIT: 21.5 miles total today, minus back and forth from work. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1072.md b/lj-dump/L-1072.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6d441627 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1072.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Seems to be going around.. +%date 2007-06-23 20:30:29 + +
+

Your Score: Unaffected

+

Result: 31. Your score isn't an achievement, it just is.

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+ Psychologist Simon Baron-Cohen and his colleagues at Cambridge's Autism Research Centre have created the Autism-Spectrum Quotient, or AQ, as a measure of the extent of autistic traits in adults. In the first major trial using the test, the average score in the control group was 16.4. Eighty percent of those diagnosed with autism or a related disorder scored 32 or higher. The test is not a means for making a diagnosis, however, and many who score above 32 and even meet the diagnostic criteria for mild autism or Asperger's report no difficulty functioning in their everyday lives. + +You scored less than 32. Make your own assessment of that +

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Link: The Asperger's Syndrome Test written by beachbummer on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test
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Any way to get rid of those? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1080.md b/lj-dump/L-1080.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..99d1839c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1080.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-27 01:09:00 + +"If you're maybe noticing that you're older than you used to be, and are feeling sad/angry/confused/worried/frustrated that you haven't accomplished as much as you/other people in your present or past/annoyingly critical voices inside your head think you should have, and if you're maybe feeling something like "I'm not a real grownup like everyone else," and if you're maybe also feeling sad/angry/confused/worried/frustrated that your body isn't working the way it used to, and you're maybe thinking, "if that's true then how am I going to DO all those accomplishments that I/other people/voices in my head think I ought or want to do?", and maybe you're also wondering how are you going to dig out from under the accumulation of habit and procrastination and self-doubt to some sense of satisfaction in your life again, then post this same sentence in your journal." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1081.md b/lj-dump/L-1081.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..881a71d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1081.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Bike-a-hoo. +%date 2007-06-27 02:21:26 + +Figured I'd quit spamming you all with daily ride details. Instead, I stuffed it all up on Google Spreadsheets, for those who actually plan on keeping track (read: me). May give weekly updates like , tho' :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1082.md b/lj-dump/L-1082.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a2198a57 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1082.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-27 15:28:50 + +I was lied to. I was promised free breakfast if I biked to work. Well, HERE I AM. I had to go buy a bagel in the student center, since I didn't eat at home. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1083.md b/lj-dump/L-1083.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..eeaae122 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1083.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-28 19:13:24 + +So, I guess every six months or so, I have to reaffirm my hatred for Tequila. Luckily, this time, I had Doc and Shannon to share the experience with, after Ryan and Merry left. Since I'd felt bad that I hadn't gotten back online, I was tempted to drunk-dial some ferret, but the time difference made me feel guilty. Guess I wasn't quite drunk enough. Until I got up to Shannon's room, where I sorta almost fell asleep on her chair c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1084.md b/lj-dump/L-1084.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..623800e3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1084.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-06-30 00:54:34 + +Comin' up on another 100 mile week. Also, figured out a way to approximate average miles per hour, assuming that I rode pretty steadily - total distance rode divided by total time for the ride. Updated the spreadsheet accordingly, and stuffed a link on my LJ link list to remind myself. With AC next week, I don't know that I'll be able to pull another 100 miles out of my butt, having only two days to ride (I think two fifty mile days are a little beyond me), but oh well. I'll hopefully still be able to do okay when I get back. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1085.md b/lj-dump/L-1085.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c519afa8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1085.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title First-hand dookery. +%date 2007-06-30 19:29:29 + +Stopped by the petstore to look for claw covers for Sera. Unfortunately, they require that I clip her claws before I put them on (which is what I was hoping to avoid). Sooooo I went and looked at the ferrets. Playing ferrets is probably one of the cutest things I've ever seen. Three sables, one brown, and one albino, who was having a grand old time in his food dish. Effin' adorable, dookin' all over the place. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1086.md b/lj-dump/L-1086.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3c2a8dbc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1086.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Blrgh! +%date 2007-07-02 02:46:47 + +So, probably the worst ride so far, weather-wise, but hey, I did it. Another 100 mile week. And I half-take-back what I've been saying about FoCo not being bike-friendly. The trail system is more extensive than I thought. Granted, trails aren't exactly as bike-friendly as a good, well paved bike path, but still, better than some shit they call bike paths. + +EDIT: Also, *hat* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1087.md b/lj-dump/L-1087.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c7ff74c7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1087.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title AC. +%date 2007-07-03 19:36:10 + +Con, mothafuckahs. + +I mean.. I'll be there, starting tomorrow evening. Hope to see plenty of folk there. My number is 303-818-5943 for those who want to call. Since I need to bring my computer in order to work on my composition portfolio, I'll post my room number when I find out. + +Good luck. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1088.md b/lj-dump/L-1088.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e8719d85 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1088.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Heh. +%date 2007-07-03 22:41:53 + +No one asked, but in case y'all were wondering what I do at work all day.. + +What I do all day 1 | What I do all day 2 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1089.md b/lj-dump/L-1089.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b57988ac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1089.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-07-04 14:51:07 + +Today's aggregator put me in something of a win / win situation. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-109.md b/lj-dump/L-109.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2328bf4b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-109.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-03-31 21:25:17 + +OASOS was odd. Samir made me wear some of his European clothes, which are actually pretty nice. We discussed the future of OASOS - in other words, we took the most boulderish, friendly, bureaucratic way to.. something, I don't even know what, that we could. So we didn't stay for small group. Instead, we went to Fascinations, where Samir and Mikey scared Vulpine and I. After, coffee at Caffe Sole. I felt extremely off and very unplayful, even with biting and such. I mumbled about it being awkward with Samir there, but that was just to get it out of the way. I didn't know it at the time, but now I'm guessing that it most likely has to do with sleep-deprevation. It was still quite good to see Michael again. Should be alright by friday, when we're apparently going to AA, then clubbing, where Samir's and Mikey are conspiring to get Vulpine and I to dance by grinding with each other. Ah well. Should be fun to watch :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1090.md b/lj-dump/L-1090.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9c067253 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1090.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-07-05 04:20:39 + +Westin 2014. See ya folk around. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1091.md b/lj-dump/L-1091.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8d20ef6e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1091.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-07-08 21:44:23 + +Totally not eager to come home. + +Oh well, back tomorrow. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1092.md b/lj-dump/L-1092.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..915f21c8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1092.md @@ -0,0 +1,31 @@ +%title AC07 +%date 2007-07-09 20:28:39 + +Spectaculotter con. Honestly. + +Summary: +Wednesday Travel, fireworks, dinner, spectacular folks. + +Thursday Lounging, meeting people, picking up badge. + +Friday Shopping and commissioning, wandering around and meeting more people + +Saturday Pretty much the same. + +Sunday More of the same. + +Monday On my way home. + +Highlights: + +Food - Sonoma Grill, Steel City Diner (every day c.c), Tonic Grill, The Church Brew Works (Holy spectacular food, batman!). + +Drink - Roma and Tsuki getting me drunk (Teal's fault), lots of G&Ts, The Church Brew Works (Holy spectacular beer, batman!), sneaking to my room for another drink to try to at least catch up to a quarter of how drunk Shanerak was. + +Events - Dealers' den, Iron Author reading, dance, UKSH. + +People - Ogg, TealFox, Rikoshi, KurtMRufa, Tsuki, Roma, Shanerak, Plastick, Necco, Junkie, Media, Weasel, Nothingkat, Faeros, Darkwolf, Rigel, Ben, Rafferty, Vlad.. etc. + +Art - One print for me, two for Shannon, and two commissions. + +Maybe I'll make a real post later, with pictures and such. All in all.. a little too big for me, but definitely fun. Always good to see furries :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1093.md b/lj-dump/L-1093.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fd64fdbd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1093.md @@ -0,0 +1,42 @@ +%title Walk like a dog to cross Penn Avenue! +%date 2007-07-10 21:19:22 + +I figured if Rikoshi could do it, so could I :o) +
Report! +Wednesday +Picked up my badge and snuck off to the airport for a fairly smooth travel experience straight to Pittsburgh. The only weird part was the lady one person over, having watched me jotting down a song for my portfolio, leaned over ten minutes before landing and said as condescendingly as possible, "Oh! Are you writing a SOOONG?" 'Cause, you know, I'm ten years old. + +Anyway, landed without fuss, and a forty dollar taxi ride got me to the hotel, where I was immediately accosted by Ogg and handed a DVD (thanks, monkeh ^^). After saying hi to Ben and Teal, I dropped stuff off upstairs and headed out to dinner at Sonoma with Teal and Rikoshi. I had some excellent, if expensive, sirloin kabobs over noodles in an olive sauce. And not just a sauce with olives in it - olives were simply ground up with olive oil (like a very pasty tapenade) and tossed with the noodles. Tons of olives. It was spectacular. + +After dinner, we wandered out onto the bridge to watch fireworks, which turned out to be quite excellent. Drinks followed in the hotel bar with the foxes and Nothingkat before we headed off to bed. + +Thursday +After heading out to breakfast at the Steel City Diner - a delicious and cheap diner who had printed up t-shirts for Anthrocon that the staff was wearing and selling - Teal, Rikoshi, Vlad, Ben, and two others I don't know, lounged in the Zoo and played poker while waiting for registration. Having registered, we snuck up to Roma and Tsuki's room, where the proceeded to get me quite drunk on three very strong drinks. We blamed Teal, just 'cause. Or.. at least, I did c.c I honestly don't remember too much, after that. I've been drunk to the point of being sick, but never to the point of blacking out, which I guess I did a couple of times. Didn't get sick, though. I don't remember where we ate or anything. (Having asked, I guess we ate at a place that used to serve fried pickles - I remember getting a salad with fries on it that I thought was hilarious.) + +Friday +Since the foxes wanted to get sketchbooks out early and bids placed on art, we headed over to the Dealers' Den and Artists' Alley for opening - while we were there, I placed my two commissions - from Kitsumi, I got a Caramel Macchiotter along with a print, and from Heather Bruton, I got a picture of my character. I also managed to snag some comics from Rabbit Valley, including Meesh's Moving In and Coyote River 1. + +While folk wandered off to Iron Author, I wandered around some more, eventually hooking up with the foxes, Ogg, and KurtMRufa to head up to the room and sample mead. The pom wine was way sour, but the prickly pear mead got compliments all around. + +After, Shanerak, Necco, Plastick, Media, Jill, Weasel, uh.. a bunch of other people and I headed out for early dinner at Tonic Bar and Grill, which was alright, and had very sweet mojitos. Don't remember much more from the evening, but I'm sure it involved more hanging out. + +Saturday +Dun' remember much from during the day, other than meeting up with Vlad, Roma, and Tsuki for Steel City Diner and picking up some booze. I picked up my commissions after that, but mostly just wandered around all day. Headed to dinner with Shanerak et. al. again that evening to Sushi Kim's, where we apologized for another group of furries that up and left because the restaurant happened to be busy. + +After dinner, I watched Uncle Kage's Story Hour with foxes and badgers and noodled around. I caught up with Shanerak and such later on, only to find them completely wasted. I followed them around for a while, to the dance, and back to their room. Much fun was had, until people started passing out. Met back up with pokerfoxes before bed. + +Sunday +More Steel City Diner after sleeping in late. Headed over to the auction area to meet up with foxes after that and trailed along with them for a while before meeting with Shanerak and so on again for lunch at the 7th St. Grill. Our waiter was way awesome, and we ended up doing the whole furry explanation thing to him. We even had to list our species. Necco: "A dhole is an asian dog that whistles and wags" (and sometimes dhurps [durps? derps?]). Weasel: "I AM A WEASEL." Weasel was so eloquent. We snuck over to the hotel bar and met up with NK to have drinks in the bar, thus planting the seed for later that night, when I was "one gin and tonic ahead of everyone else." + +Met back up with foxes and badgers and Kaysho's for the Iron Author readings and dinner at The Church Brew Works - a brew-pub situated in what used to be a catholic church. The beer was fantastic, the food was fantastic, the desert was fantastic, and the waitress was so far beyond fantastic that, had the bill not been over $200, I would have readily contributed to a 100% tip. All in all, that was probably the best part of the entire con. + +Later that night, with folk doing their things, I wandered around until I ran into NK, Corrosive, and Weasel, who was very drunk. Lounged about with those folk for a while until Junkie, Media, Jill, and people from Sushi Kim's found us, then Shanerak and crew after that. Headed up to bed when I got tired and things got weird, though I probably should've stuck around longer than I did. + +Monday +I really didn't do much other than one last breakfast at Steel City Diner and say goodbye to everyone, which was sad, as always. I hailed a cab and headed to the airport. Awesome Italian driver. + +Travel was pretty horrid, due to the weather, but taking other people's experiences into account, it could've been worse. Basically, though I got on an earlier flight, I ended up home later than my original flight, only to find a voice mail from United saying that the original flight had been canceled. Scanned shit and went to bed. + + +
+Back at work now, and boy does it suck c.c Should've said I wanted an extra day off. Oh well. I'm almost definitely heading to FC this year. Don't know that I'll do AC next year, but I might try for MFF instead. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1094.md b/lj-dump/L-1094.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3bad8b3e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1094.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Some more pictures. +%date 2007-07-11 05:34:09 + +. o O (See server?!) +For Farrel \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1095.md b/lj-dump/L-1095.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..470f958e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1095.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Whoops. +%date 2007-07-11 20:50:38 + +Spent far more money than I thought at AC - mostly on food. Mom's gonna help with groceries until my next pay check, but other than that, I can't spend any more money. Means bringing lunch to work and such x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1096.md b/lj-dump/L-1096.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bc698ebf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1096.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Bahahaha. +%date 2007-07-12 22:22:19 + +NO MEANS MAYBE + +(Not exactly work safe c.c) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1097.md b/lj-dump/L-1097.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..952f2cfd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1097.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title So... +%date 2007-07-13 03:42:19 + +...I'm a furry faggot, and compiled all of my character descriptions. It was really kind of humbling (read: embarrassing) and kinda neat to find out just how much of a furry I am, when I was thinking - and claiming - that I was more on the social end of things; you know, chatting more than roleplaying, visiting people more than playing on the internet. + +And just how much furry art I have c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1098.md b/lj-dump/L-1098.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1cb6121b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1098.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Mewwwwsic. +%date 2007-07-16 05:41:55 + +Did a good bit of writing today, and ended up sticking another song up on my FA account. Gotta like a furry site that will take other forms of art besides just visual :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1099.md b/lj-dump/L-1099.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0895780f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1099.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-07-16 19:59:10 + +DO WANT + +Also, I really dislike migraines. Any pain that you can smell is bound to be annoying. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-11.md b/lj-dump/L-11.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b0bed38c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-11.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Fine. I'll do it too. +%date 2002-08-17 18:07:03 + +You are 42% geek
+You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.
+
+Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.

+You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You'll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!

+Geek [to You]: I'm givin' her all she's got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!

+You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.

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Now I kinda want to make a half-suit that I can wear with nice clothes, sorta like this. Dunno if I really should be spending time on that, though. Oh well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1101.md b/lj-dump/L-1101.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c658befa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1101.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Shan +%date 2007-07-17 03:05:24 + +Sorry I missed your call. Too busy getting hit by trucks. + +Be nice to cyclists on the road. :3 + +EDIT: The story is, some guy in a pickup took a right turn, right into me. Everything's okay, and the passers-by were freaking out more than I was. I guess I thought it was more funny than anything. My butt hurts, and I have road-rash on my elbow, but I'm okay, otherwise, little shook up. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1102.md b/lj-dump/L-1102.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8b10581d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1102.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Buh. +%date 2007-07-17 18:38:47 + +I guess the day after's always a little worse. It's when reality sets in and all that crap. Can't walk very fast, can't stand for very long - feel like I took a few big diggers skiing or something. Just sore. + +Also, finding a position to sleep in with road rash is pretty awesome. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1103.md b/lj-dump/L-1103.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b5e6ae2d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1103.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Phoooone. +%date 2007-07-20 19:11:33 + +Looks like I've missed several calls lately, and I'd like to apologize to people who have been calling me. My phone's really on the fritz - usually keep it on silent and vibrate, but occasionally switches to Driving Mode at random, which, on silent, means I don't hear any ring. It's got plenty of other problems at the moment, too, but I don't really have the cash to get a new one. Don't really know when to call some of you back, so I've just been sitting on my hands and feeling bad. + +So.. yeah, sorry c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1104.md b/lj-dump/L-1104.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e4536103 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1104.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Dude! +%date 2007-07-20 22:20:45 + +Awesomest wedding cake ever! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1105.md b/lj-dump/L-1105.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b4f8c329 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1105.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Uwehehehehe +%date 2007-07-22 00:37:36 + +Going forty miles per hour on a bicycle has to be one of the neater experiences I've had lately. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1106.md b/lj-dump/L-1106.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3a92270a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1106.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-07-22 23:36:52 + +Protip: Eat before riding 20 miles. + +Protip: Avoid headwinds. + +Result: 130 mile week, broke 400 miles on the bike. + +Downside: Have to ride more, 150 miles next week. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1107.md b/lj-dump/L-1107.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c8f47eb8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1107.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title *in best Dave Chapelle voice...* +%date 2007-07-24 06:43:26 + +I lick ROCKS, bitches! Hahahahaha! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1108.md b/lj-dump/L-1108.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..96f751b5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1108.md @@ -0,0 +1,31 @@ +%title Work, work... +%date 2007-07-25 22:16:09 + +Just deployed 20 computers to take the place of the 40 I tore down yesterday. Such a lazy bastard, I am. Anyway, while I was out doing that, I came up with an idea for a longish sort of piece - really, a series of shorter songs, like Images - as a composition exercise for this next month or so. + +The Idea +Write a song about several different kinds of drinks - Gin & Tonic, mojito, white Russian, and so on - WITHOUT using clichés (so no cuban beats for the Mojito, and no club jazz for the G&T). + +Ensemble +-Flute +-Guitar +-Piano + +Structure +Not sure how I want to structure it. I mean, arch form is kinda neat, and so is a big flashy climax, but maybe something dealing more with the drinks themselves, like moving from less classy to more classy...? Or by ingredient, so I could segue from G&Ts to Martinis or something. + +The Drinks (or, at least, some that come to mind - suggestions for adding or removing are welcome) +Gin drinks +-Gin and tonic +-Martini (gin, vermouth, olives) +Rum drinks +-Mojito (rum, lime, mint, simple syrup, soda water) +-Rum and coke +Sweet drinks +-White russian (coffee liquor, vodka, milk, cream) +-Margarita (tequila, triple sec, sweet lime juice) +Whiskey drinks +-Rob roy (scotch, sweet vermouth, bitters) +-Sazerac (rye whiskey, bitters, absinthe, simple syrup) +C-c-c-combo breaker! +-Long Island Iced Tea \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1109.md b/lj-dump/L-1109.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9fffe5db --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1109.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Bitches love me 'cause they know that I lick rocks. +%date 2007-07-26 17:57:06 + +Think I'm going to narrow it down to five drinks, just to make writing the songs a little more manageable. I think this is a good order, too. It's going kinda from high-brow to low-brow, which works if you think of it as a series of drinks had in one night, with the inverse relationship of class to alcohol consumed :o) + +1. Sazerac +2. Gin and Tonic +3. Mojito +4. White Russian +5. Long Island \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-111.md b/lj-dump/L-111.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5c8ac0f4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-111.md @@ -0,0 +1,53 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-04-03 21:38:59 + +I should write. I haven't in a while. + +Wait, why'd I say that? Who am I catering to? I'm just curious, really.. I see that a lot in people's journals, about how they feel a commitment to their blog, and that they surely must write in it, must update everyone to their goings on. Well, that's cool ^^ + +Anyway, Friday was pretty boring during the day, except for a brief moment of fame directing Chivalry. Well.. directing to the air, while Chivalry sat and talked about underwater basket-weaving or something. After school, people (Ryan, Kiran, Andrew, Me, Nick, and Brian) wrestled first in the 800 hall, then out by the bus-stop, where I earned by grass stains. Afterwards, I dropped people off and ran home to get ready for going out to AA and The Foxhole with Mikey, Samir and Vulpine. AA was odd. I felt like I was excluding myself, neither with Mikey and Samir, who sat off to the side, nor with Ryan et al. We drove to Denver after that to go clubbing, but the club had been converted to a sports bar, so we drove up to Frederick, where we tried to play T&D, which I promptly ruined. Mikey and I napped some before Andrew and I had to go back. I was going to just get my car and follow Sakun back, but I was too tired and just stayed at home. + +Today, I cleaned and worked a little with Tim and Sean on the history project. Or, rather, we discussed how to work, while actually accomplishing little. +
Nothing of real import; a survey and an odd email. +1: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says: +The Master and Margarita - Mikhail Bulgakov: +(... Pro-)curator ran through the text out of the corner of his eye, +2: Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? My keyboard (RD-150, mmm... piano action keys!) +3: What is the last thing you watched on TV? Um.. Nova, probably, at my dad's, and only a glimpse. +4: WITHOUT LOOKING, guess what the time is: 11:00 +5: Now look at the clock, what is the actual time? 10:06, but my computer hasn't gone through Daylight Savings yet. +6: With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? Beethoven's 7th, mvt. 1 +7: When did you last step outside? what were you doing? I just got back from the bookstore a few minutes ago. +8: Before you came to this website, what did you look at? More blogs. +9: What are you wearing? Grass-stained Propper khakis and a choir T-shirt (this years, with Merlin on it) +10: Did you dream last night? What about? Walking around some town. That's all I remember. +11: When did you last laugh? At the bookstore. In outrage over the prices. *HAH!* +12: What is on the walls of the room you are in? A picture of a stream, book-cases, a poster for the inaguration of the Dali museum, and my favorite picture, a black and white of a statue in a cemetary in France, a tombstone with a statue of a woman in a simple dress crying into her hands. +13: Seen anything weird lately? An email, which follows. +14: What do you think of this quiz? Um.. odd. +15: What is the last film you saw? In the theatres? Last movie I saw was Secret Window, which also answers the question in regards to theatres. +16: If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy first? Some books c.c +17: Tell me something about you that I don't know: Huh.. um.. Beethoven, as much as I love him, makes my teeth hurt, though I may be listening to music too loud. +18: If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do? I'd make myself a better person. I am the world, you see, to me. +19: Do you like to dance? DDR, yeah; really, I'm not sure. +20: George Bush: is he a power-crazy nutcase or some one who is finally doing something that has needed to be done for years? George Bush is a human being of the male gender who sometimes appears on the goddamnednoisybox. I don't pay much attention to him. +21A: Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? Kelly or Amanda or Anne (but not Annie) or Aurelia (Heh, Ecce! c.c) +21B: Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? Max or Josh or Simon or Michael. +22: Would you ever consider living abroad? Actually, the only place I can really picture living is Colorado, Tucson, or perhaps Canada (which I guess is abroad) +23: Will you pass on this survey? Passively. + +
+Date: Thu, 01 Apr 2004 00:37:56 -0800
+From: Cockles M. Deputies -anthropologist@commitmentphobic.com-
+To: Ranna -ranna@babylonia.flatirons.org-
+Subject: Save on software, Ranna !
+Parts/Attachments:
+   1   OK     18 lines  Text
+   2 Shown    24 lines  Text
+----------------------------------------
+
+here's no earthly reason why you should remember me... :))
+The fool within himself is the object of pity, until he is flattered.
+
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CRW_3527
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Did it :D 41.3 miles for a total of 201 miles this week! Felt pretty good, too ^^

That's the good news. The bad news is that I bought spandex shorts. I'm sorry.
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Matt's new toy.
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Oooooor.. I could wind up with a bike that usually goes for $1300 for a tenth of that price (originally retailed for $3750 according to the internet @.@). Sure, it's broken, but nothing unfixable with a little ingenuity.
oshi...
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DON'T DO THIS.
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Went for the first ride. Was surprisingly nice, for how much work has yet to be done. Will likely finish this weekend.
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IMG_3303
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
You see this look, Ryan? That means you didn't pet the cat enough. >:E
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She stood up, nostrils wide and mouth very thin, and he stood too. +"Have another biscuit," she said irritably, thrusting the tin at him. +"No thanks," said Harry coldly. +"Don't be ridiculous," she snapped. +He took one. +"Thanks," he said, grudgingly.
+(Order of the Phoenix) + +It's just so.. wonderfully British :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1132.md b/lj-dump/L-1132.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cb007b03 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1132.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-08-20 18:19:58 + +Excellent time in Florida. Thanks for making it awesome :3 + +Also, first class was permanently canceled sometime over the summer, but no one was told. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1133.md b/lj-dump/L-1133.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a122762c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1133.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hrrf. +%date 2007-08-21 15:03:43 + +I don't know if trips right before school starts are such a good idea - make me all emo; being disgusted by one or two of my classes as well as my roommate is just piled on top of missing people and not wanting to be back at all. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1134.md b/lj-dump/L-1134.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..78577fc5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1134.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-08-22 22:36:11 + +For those who are interested I will be in Korea from October 24th through November 4th. Luckily, this leaves thanksgiving break free. Unluckily, that's a lot of school to miss. Oh well, should be fun if I go. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1135.md b/lj-dump/L-1135.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..407c98b3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1135.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title French is confusing. +%date 2007-08-23 19:13:41 + +You can say five until five in the afternoon (cinq heures moins cinq a l'après-midi), but not five until 1700(dix-sept heures moins cinq dix-sept heures et cinquante-cinq). Also, whose idea was it to make seventy 'sixty-plus-ten', eighty 'twenty-times-four', and ninety 'twenty-times-four-plus-ten'? + +Oh well, reasonably fun. Choir should be fun, too, except for the Disney medley. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1136.md b/lj-dump/L-1136.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b311dbae --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1136.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-08-25 22:45:07 + +MFF + +Yes? No? Drive? Fly? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1137.md b/lj-dump/L-1137.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3167bd9b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1137.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Weaksauce is... +%date 2007-08-29 15:34:03 + +Weaksauce is getting 11 miles into a 17 mile ride before realizing that a centimeter adjustment in seat height has caused an interruption in the path your thigh normally takes during pedaling by the mount of your rear rack, leading to wearing a hole in a pair of $40 riding shorts as well as in the back of your thigh. + +Fucking. Ow. Motherfuckers. + +So, does anyone need a rear rack and pack? :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1138.md b/lj-dump/L-1138.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9a586c4a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1138.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-08-31 03:43:04 + +Hit by a car again, not so lucky this time. + +Like the guy who hit me said, at least -I'm- alright. Don't think I can afford to make MFF though. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1139.md b/lj-dump/L-1139.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0583980c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1139.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-09-01 03:11:19 + +Omigosh bike's fixed @.@ For free, too. I was so thankful, that I bought a pair of glasses from the store, just to give them -some- money. :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-114.md b/lj-dump/L-114.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..576caaa1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-114.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title An extension, and today. +%date 2004-04-06 00:03:14 + +Okay, so last night. There had been a rather terse conversation between Michael ('Mikey' is cool, but I really like Michael ^^) previously, and we decided talking in person would be better. Since neither of us wanted to really drive to the other's town, we decided to meet up in Sa-kun's. We agreed on Caffe Luna, which, when we arrived, we discovered had closed some hours previously. + +We had an interesting discussion while there. I lamented on the fact that I seem to really suck at talking, and ended up talking about that for about 45 minutes ( :oP ). The topic drifted to random things, such as genetic disorders, polygamy, and goats (honestly). Then there was a good 15 minutes of random noises and scaring Longmont denizens. This was followed by more talking and some canoodling up until the time we both had to get going, none the more caffeinated. + +Of the interesting topics that popped up, that of polygamy stuck with me the most. Michael has a date with another on Thursday and, while this brought up issues with Merlin and Atrius, all I can say right now to Michael is that I wish him the best of luck. It just feels like it would actually work in his case. As to how it pertains to me, I'm not sure if my mind could handle having two mates. Granted I still have a thing for Kory (hah, good luck with that) and a few others, I just don't think I could find another who a) would be willing to have that sort of relationship with me and b) I could have that sort of relationship with. Ah well. Something to think about. + +Today, Ryan spoke to me of a dream about me sleeping and him floating, and of him going Todash before he slept (I know it doesn't quite fit, but todash seems like a good word for projection). The topic was brought up again later during passing period before seventh. I mentioned some stuff about my self-induced Self-lag, as well as the non-intentional incedents, such as quite a few times in the senior parking lot right before I cross over the concrete median that divides the lot from the bus chute. It'd be interesting to have the site investigated - doused, maybe - just to see what's there. + +Kiran was leaking emotions today in bio. They're his, so I shan't share much about them, but needless to say, I was picking up on them. I can shield, but empathy's such a curious feeling; I'd like to learn to control it better, instead of just picking up on the odd (fairly intense) bits. There was a point near the beginning of the class when I ended up shutting my eye on the side nearest to Kiran 'cause I was picking up on it so strongly. Don't you dare appologize, Kiran; God knows I have my own problems, and I don't mean to objectify yours so, it's just that the experience itself was of note. + +After school, I went to the officers' meeting and picked up some ideas for the choir video. I'm gonna put a box in the choir room for people to put the pictures they want to donate, as well as any suggestions for songs they have. So far, we've got a really short choir video, with the picnic, a few from extravaganza, and a WHOLE BUNCH from All-State. Must work on this weeknights as well as weekends. Monday, Thursday, and Friday would be good days; Tuesday's at my dad's, and Wednesday is OASOS. + +Speaking of, Shannon got stabbed in the forehead, so I read. I was half amused and half concerned by the story. It was funny, but when you name your S.I. instruments, I find it kind of disconcerting. Shall have to 'HUG MY DUCKY' (heh). + +Today, I got my Azumaga Daioh, my Whitacre CD (*LOVE* Whitacre's When David Heard is the first song that made me cry just by listening to it - I cried while singing Mozart's Requiem, and nearly did during part of Vivaldi's Gloria, but that's something different), and the book Sweetwater by Lawrence Yep, a favorite book from elementary school. It's surprising how good some children's literature really is. Star Luck should be coming soon. Yay, ALibris.com + +I believe that's all. I shan't be sleeping much tonight, so I may update further if struck by something hard enough to knock me over. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1140.md b/lj-dump/L-1140.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ac3ff47f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1140.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title So. +%date 2007-09-03 23:23:29 + +After getting hit by a car, I came down with the flu - and on a holiday weekend. NEAT. Probably made an ass of myself down in Denver, but I'm not sure. I don't remember much other than a break in the delirium where I was made to take benedryl. + +I've been taking advantage of my 'convalescence' to re-cable the recumbent. I now have both breaks working. The rear derailleur works with a new cable, and the front works with a new shifter (they had a 7-speed shifter controlling three gears - might've screwed up the derailleur). The bike works now, which is good. All that's left, really, is to strengthen the frame properly. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1141.md b/lj-dump/L-1141.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..070962bf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1141.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Subway! +%date 2007-09-10 02:03:18 + +You've done me wrong, Subway! + +*Hörf* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1142.md b/lj-dump/L-1142.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..25fcaa0d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1142.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Fffff.. damn musicians... +%date 2007-09-11 21:38:26 + +Damnit. More delays on the major front. For those who don't know, I've been trying to switch from Music Education to Music Composition, so that I can, you know, not have to work in public schools. I've been working with Dr. Forest Greenough - taking composition lessons and working to get into the program - even though the composition professor and department head is Dr. Wohl. Forest seemed pretty confident that, when I submitted my composition portfolio a month and change ago that I would make it into the composition program with no problem, even if I wound up staying in school for an extra year taking just composition studio and an ensemble, while working 30-35 hours a week to pay for school. + +Well, I met with Dr. Wohl today in order to see what all I could be doing. I was surprised to hear that, not only had he not seen my portfolio, but wasn't really interested in it. Rather, he said that, due to funding, the composition program was there in name only, and there weren't any students in that major (which is curious, since Elliott Fiedler just graduated with his composition degree in May). Well, okay. I can deal. Instead, I figured I'd just take composition lessons with Dr. Wohl, what with Forest being way too busy this semester to fit me in. $60/hr isn't that bad, and maybe I can keep taking the lessons after I graduate with my plain-jane BA in music, since it's not done through the university. After getting all this sorted out, I headed back to the music building. + +While there, I ran into Forest and told him about what happened. He was shocked - to his knowledge, the composition program was still there, and I should be in it. Apparently, my portfolio disappeared and the head of the program decided that, while I'd still learn composition, I wouldn't get the degree, and that I'd be paying him directly out of pocket with money that may or may not be taxable. Huh. Strange. Both Forest and I were rushing to get somewhere else, so we didn't discuss that in full, so I'm waiting on a reply to a lengthly email I sent him to see what all I should do. I'd really rather feel much better going through the university - not only would the degree help with several schools with MA programs in composition (I've been told that some just see a BA-Music as a BA-Music, but I'm not sure), but I'd really rather be able to see where my money's going. Not to mention the fact that that would let me stay in choir for a while longer :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1143.md b/lj-dump/L-1143.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8f2746ce --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1143.md @@ -0,0 +1,35 @@ +%title The saga continues... +%date 2007-09-12 22:39:38 + +Excerpts from Forest's reply to my email: +
+[...]I was/am just as miffed at what you said. The fact is, we do have +a composition degree here. If we as a committee accept you as a composition +major, then you can be one.[...] + +I am not sure what Dr. Wohl is saying exactly, and I don't want to be +unprofessional, so I will continue to help you figure this out. I put your +portfolio in his box over a month ago, and sent an email to him about this (as +well as Dr. Queen) with the intent on getting you approved to be a composition +major. We have already done this for one other student, and you are the +perfect candidate for this as well. Aargh! + +As far as whether or not you should graduate with the BA, that is a tough +call. There is a lot to be said to just getting done, but it really comes +down to your portfolio. Do you feel your portfolio is strong enough to get +into a graduate program? I would say the title of your degree is secondary to +the strength of your portfolio, depending on where you want to go. Some of +the more "old school" programs back east might not agree with this, but then +again some of those teachers are still writing serial "music." Last time I +checked it wasn't 1950 anymore. You could also make the case for staying in +school to beef up your portfolio, as music school is the ideal laboratory for +a composer--where else do you have so many musicians at your fingertips +willing to play new music? Besides, you should still be experimenting to a +fairly large degree right now, until you better develop your personal "voice." +This is the place to do that. + +I will investigate further and have an answer for you. This is aggrevating +though. In the meantime decide if you really want to try and get the comp +degree and if you do, we can make it happen. +
+What do you all think? I'm now quite torn.. I'd really like to stick around for a bit longer and, as Forest said, have the resource of the music department to play with, as well as have that extra assurance of 'Composition' on my diploma for some schools. He does have a point about Just Getting Done, though.. Hmm. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1144.md b/lj-dump/L-1144.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..58332b7e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1144.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-09-13 21:24:02 + +Grf. Work asplode. Oh well.. Cute Overload keeps me sane. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1145.md b/lj-dump/L-1145.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8b008aa1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1145.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-09-16 02:16:38 + +Weekend at Pingree. Fucking tired. + +So. Much. Singing. + +EDIT: also, tell me what you think - it's for a composition contest. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1146.md b/lj-dump/L-1146.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f3de01a3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1146.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-09-18 02:39:49 + +New dream bike. It's like an HPVelo Street machine, but with more for the price. + +Now I just need $3500, a the rate the dollar's going. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1147.md b/lj-dump/L-1147.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4e1083e5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1147.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-09-18 16:26:05 + +I have ten days to write a paper for my 20th Century Fiction class. As I'm sure I've bitched to some before, this class is much worse the second time around: my teacher started out by treating us all like preschoolers (lower level class ftw), but now he's settled into a comfortable mix of condescension and reading from the book nervously. His ideas are rote, and there is NO room for taking any non-textbook ideas into account. I've given up trying to be intelligent to get my participation points, and instead just define everyday words that he asks about. + +So for the paper, I figured I'd get all snarky. I'm thinking:

On the Dichotomy between Chaos and Order: a Discordian Look at Yevgeny Zamyatin's We

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Did you know...
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
...that I get bored and creative when I can't sleep?

Look! It's a ferret!
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Stolen from Andreal.These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing's users (as of today). + +- Bold what you have read +- Italicize what you started but couldn't finish +- Strike through what you couldn't stand. +- Underline ones you own but haven't read yet. + + + +Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell +Anna Karenina +Crime and Punishment +Catch-22 +One Hundred Years of Solitude +Wuthering Heights +The Silmarillion +Life of Pi +The Name of the Rose +Don Quixote +Moby Dick +Ulysses +Madame Bovary +The Odyssey +Pride and Prejudice +Jane Eyre +A Tale of Two Cities +The Brothers Karamazov +Guns, Germs, and Steel +War and Peace +Vanity Fair +The Time Traveler's Wife +The Iliad +Emma +The Blind Assassin +The Kite Runner +Mrs. Dalloway +Great Expectations +American Gods +A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius +Atlas Shrugged +Reading Lolita in Tehran +Memoirs of a Geisha +Middlesex +Quicksilver +Wicked: the life and times of the wicked witch of the West D: (un peu) +The Canterbury Tales +The Historian +A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man +Love in the Time of Cholera +Brave New World +The Fountainhead +Foucault's Pendulum +Middlemarch +Frankenstein +The Count of Monte Cristo +Dracula +A Clockwork Orange +Anansi Boys +The Once and Future King +The Grapes of Wrath +The Poisonwood Bible +1984 +Angels & Demons D:D:D: +The Inferno +The Satanic Verses D: +Sense and Sensibility +The Picture of Dorian Gray +Mansfield Park +One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest +To the Lighthouse +Tess of the D'Urbervilles +Oliver Twist +Gulliver's Travels +Les Misérables +The Corrections +The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay +the curious incident of the dog in the night-time +Dune +The Prince +The Sound and the Fury +Angela's Ashes +The God of Small Things +A People's History of the United States : 1492-present +Cryptonomicon +Neverwhere +A Confederacy of Dunces +A Short History of Nearly Everything +Dubliners +The Unbearable Lightness of Being +Beloved +Slaughterhouse-five +The Scarlet Letter +Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation D: +The Mists of Avalon +Oryx and Crake +Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed +Cloud Atlas +The Confusion +Lolita +Persuasion +Northanger Abbey +The Catcher in the Rye +On the Road +The Hunchback of Notre Dame +Freakonomics: a rogue economist explores the hidden side of everything D: +Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance +The Aeneid +Watership Down +Gravity's Rainbow +The Hobbit +In Cold Blood +White Teeth +Treasure Island +David Copperfield +The Three Musketeers + +Personally, I can't see why some of these are on there. I put frowny faces after 'em :D:D:D:D:D + +
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Buy shit. + +Locally +- Saunders/LPL (Omega) c6700 Dichroic color/b&w enlarger (mint condition) and some darkroom equipment. +- 'Vintage' guitar starter setup - late 70s/early 80s Hohner Telecaster clone (good condition), Hohner Contessa amp (good condition, some cosmetic stuff, fucking huge), Ibanez PT-9 Phaser pedal +- Violin - Stradivarius copy, two bows (good condition, one bow needs to be rehaired) +- Selmer/Bundy II alto saxaphone (good condition) +- HP ScanJet 7400c scanner with negative/slide scanning (okay condition - needs to be cleaned if you're scanning negatives/slides) +- Furniture: couch that we never use, extensible kitchen table and chairs with a slight greenish tint +- MAPP gas torch setup - half can of gas, niceish torch, gloves, safety glasses (can't ship the gas) +- Brewing equipment - single stage kit (basically) for all-grain: brew bucket, wort kettle, mash/lauter tun (cooler with grain bag), sparge bucket, immersion chiller, possibly a keg or two. +- Phillips component CD burner - good cd player, okay cd burner. Needs music-formatted CD-Rs, and doesn't like CD-RWs or 'open' session CD-Rs. Believe it takes optical in, as well. Maybe. +- Cat, answers to Sera. Just kidding :3 + +Shippable +- Computer equipment: video, sound, network cards, memory of various types, some processors (800mHz - 1.3 gHz), cases of various types (probably don't want to ship), a CRT monitor, Wacom Intuos tablet. Ask, I have lots more random crap. +- Artley student flute - needs to be repadded, but mechanically okay. +- Books - Harry Potter 2-5, Redwall hardcover books (a good portion of 'em, at least) +- Rocket e-Book: text-files or html files, purchased or downloaded, can be viewed on backlit PDA type thing. Leather case, serial dock, charger. (very good condition) +- M:TG cards. All of them. 3000 or so. No, I will not sort them. +- Niceish longboard trucks and wheels. +- Rollerblade Vapor rollerblades (quite nice, really) size 11-12 + +More later, I bet.. either reply, or email to ranna at simla dot colostate dot edu if you're interested. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1156.md b/lj-dump/L-1156.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2c1d509c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1156.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Homework for next week includes.. +%date 2007-10-05 19:10:56 + +3 - Write a chromatic lamentation for strings where emphasis upon total melodic motion obliterates root feeling. + + +Musicians. I can't even make this stuff up 9.9 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1157.md b/lj-dump/L-1157.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8d427f10 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1157.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-10-05 21:33:13 + +For the first three FIVE people that reply to me & repost this challenge I will send you something most cool. + +It might be something I've made, or something cool from my hidden stash. + +What ever it is, I promise that I will get it to you in 365 days or less. The only thing you need to do in order to participate is to be the first three to reply to this & post the same thing on your LJ-because it's fun to give people stuff. + +WHO KNOWS WHAT IT WILL BE!>!>!>!?!!?!?!L!23 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1158.md b/lj-dump/L-1158.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..20aba4fc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1158.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-10-06 05:52:00 + +You know? There's some real shitheads in the world, both online and in real life. It confuses me how much everyone seems to like them or at least try to get into their pants. + +Yes, this is about someone in particular. No, I'm not sharing. Gonna have to live with vague. It's none of you, though. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1159.md b/lj-dump/L-1159.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..57533898 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1159.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Heh. +%date 2007-10-07 14:11:17 + +Reading The Celestine Prophecy, finally, after Steve recommended it.. uh.. four years ago. Five. Anyway, like Harry Potter, there's a bunch of good ideas crammed into poor writing. Still, I haven't lost interest, so it can't be that bad.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-116.md b/lj-dump/L-116.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e9e5fd04 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-116.md @@ -0,0 +1,40 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-04-08 18:36:22 + +Went to bed early, so I'll wake up early and finish homework then. +In the mean time: + +"I should note" +The undersides +        off gray +    of clouds +    drift +        while I +            on the path +        stand +    above +        where the crow flies +    me. +Off +        with purple +    gray, I +        wandering +    ponder, should +        in a perfect +            were there such a thing +        world +    be a +        though the word is plain +    color with it's own +        to name +            as they say +        creates +    word. +It soothes. +--Anon. + +Jealousy tore through +    cleaving and cleaving +But love unites +    rending and mending. +--? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1160.md b/lj-dump/L-1160.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f3608159 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1160.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Also for sale... +%date 2007-10-07 23:23:18 + +Wacom Intuos (1) USB tablet, 6x8" and... + +Burley Limbo SWB/CLWB OSS recumbent - refurbished. + +I'd like to pay off debt sooner rather than later. I can always go into debt again later and get myself a better bike :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1161.md b/lj-dump/L-1161.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7a60d6fd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1161.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title The Celestine Prophecy +%date 2007-10-08 05:27:27 + +Just finished it. I disagree with a few of the insights, and the novel comes off as a little trashy - like a dime-novel bought at the checkout counter. That said, there's also a good deal that I agree with, and I'm rather taken with the ideas on interpersonal relationships and how they work, and I guess I'd recommend it to a few folk. Ryan, you may want to check it out.. I'll probably give it to John Wright to read, too. + +Next: non-fiction (?) +God is a Verb: Kabbalah and the Practice of Mystical Judaism - Rabbi David A. Cooper. +78 Degrees of Wisdom: A Book of Tarot - Rachel Pollack +The Book of Thoth - Aleister Crowley. + +Armchair mystic :o/ It.. sorta makes sense in the terms of the First Insight, though. At least I'm getting back into it. + +Me too. Heh heh heh. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1162.md b/lj-dump/L-1162.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1f89ac49 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1162.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-10-08 18:35:46 + +Floe's fault. Did a reading. It indicated GREAT SUCCESS for to better the Matt. As long has he does some stuff. + +:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1163.md b/lj-dump/L-1163.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e045360c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1163.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title The keyboard sends a toggle event bleep bleep bloop. +%date 2007-10-10 16:30:12 + +Once I get some stuff sold off, I think my first purchase is going to be stuff for a file server. Not only am I running out of space on my own computer, but I fear for the health of my drives, considering how old and well-used they are. This way I can keep work stuff, compositions, music, and so on nice and safe :3 + +
Bleep bleep bloop bleepLiiiiiist. + +Case: got it already, taken from Ryan c.c Thermaltake XaserIII (pronounced: [ˈoʊvə˞ˌkɪl]). Ah well. The reason I'm using it is that it has seven fucking fans, most of which hook into the PSU fairly directly, which seems like a safe bet to me. Gamer's case. Effin' huge. + +Board: ASUS μATX / AM2 socket / DVI and VGA out / 6xUSB 2.0 / 10/100/1000 MBps ethernet / DDR2 800 max 8GB / RAID 0/1/5/10/JBOD + +Processor: AMD Sempron LE-1100 Sparta 1.9GHz / 256K cache + +Memory: A-Data 1GB 240-Pin DDR2 800 SDRAM + +Drives: Seagate Barracuda 40GB / I dunno / IDE (already have it); 2xSeagate Barracuda 500GB / 7200 RPM / SATA 3.0 GB/s + +Price: $385.95 (newegg) + +Setup: Debian Etch 64 (or whatever is newest) on the 40GB drive running all sorts of network daemons (Samba, Apache, SSHd, etc.) bridging network to wired/wireless router. /home mounted on RAID-1 array (pure mirroring, very safe) of the two 500GB disks. This means 500GB total. I can add another RAID-1 array with another couple of hyoooge disks at some later point if I need (if I get really into soundtrack stuff, or if I have lots of samples, or if I become independently wealthy). + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1164.md b/lj-dump/L-1164.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cb35d580 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1164.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title HAY PEOPLE WITH MONEY :D:D:D +%date 2007-10-13 23:46:15 + +Buy stuuuuuuuff. + +Art materials grab bag +NuvoMedia Rocket eBook +Artley Student Flute +Olympus 3.3MP digital camera + +Also still available: +Photo enlarger, computer parts, guitar/amp/pedal, brewery equipment.. well, everything that was on that last post that's not crossed out. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1165.md b/lj-dump/L-1165.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e2c601ff --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1165.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-10-15 03:58:10 + +People whom I owe: if I know your address, I'm mailing your shite tomorrow. If I don't know your address, I needs it :3 Email makyo at drab dash makyo dot com. + +In other news, Material Wealth 1 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1166.md b/lj-dump/L-1166.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..78d0c334 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1166.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Disenchanted +%date 2007-10-15 22:48:40 + +Scruff, you're not getting your package for a bit, even though I've got it all packed up. Our postal service just doesn't seem to want me to ship it. Aren't they great? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1167.md b/lj-dump/L-1167.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..42755400 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1167.md @@ -0,0 +1,46 @@ +%title Thesis idea +%date 2007-10-16 16:16:41 + +
Thesis IdeaThe Music of the Spheres: Mysticism and Music Through the Ages. + +Definitions +- Spiritualities +-- Minor +-- Major +-- Dominant +- Mysticism +- Secular/National mysticism +- Musical mysticism +Early Music +- Asia +- Mid-east? +- Africa? +- N. America +Early Majority Spiritualities +- Greek +- Judaism +- Hinduism? +- East Asian? +Rise of Dominant Spiritualities +- Judaism +- Christianity +-- Catholicism +-- After the Schism +- Asia? Pwease? +Changes in the Enlightenment +- Some crap here +The Romantic Era Resurgence +- Keats Keats Keats Keats Keats some crap here +Secular Mysticism into the 20th Century +- Primitivism +- Some crap here +- Nationalism/Patriotism +20th Century Revivals +- Christian +- Acceptance of mysticism (read: the 60s and 70s) +- Drugs and clubs (Erowid = primary sources :3) +Into the 21st Century +- Ideas from mysticism into therapy +- Some crap here. + +
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Coq-au-vin - 14
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
For Floe :3 The whole thing's documented here: http://flickr.com/photos/ranna/tags/coqauvin/ I can't really order search results, but everything's numbered. + +OMIGOSH Ryan and Merry: dinner for the ceremony? Totally easy to make in bulk :3
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IMG_3667
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Whatcha think, Ryan, Merry? Should I sew these into a stole and carry a staff? I could be quite Popely :D
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You paid attention during 100% of high school!

85-100% You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don't get scores that high! Good show, old chap!

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I'm stuck paying 500 Won for 20 minutes in order to use the internets on some random computer. Anyway, can't do my homework, so I'm just gonna get wasted on soju and leave notes of eLove to y'all 'cause I've got so little times (15 minutes to catch up on LJ, 5 minutes to write @.@) Hope you're all doing fabulously. I'm doing okay, 'cept that I got really sick with jet lag. Better now! :oP + +See y'all around. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1174.md b/lj-dump/L-1174.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ae20f8e1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1174.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-10-29 14:28:02 + +Alright. Kinda ready to come home. + +Y'all are such nicer people than choir folk, honestly. Fff. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1175.md b/lj-dump/L-1175.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2a7290b1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1175.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Alright. +%date 2007-10-30 02:21:37 + +So, here's the deal. People are so dramatic in this choir, that I feel like I'm truly alone in a foreign country. If the person next to me isn't Korean, they're completely enveloped in a thin layer of drama that makes them nearly impossible to talk to. Dr. Kim is likely the most normal person here. Effin' awesome. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1176.md b/lj-dump/L-1176.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c72d6531 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1176.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Oh. Myeee. God. +%date 2007-11-01 13:20:09 + +This hotel has wireless :3:3:3:3:3:3 + +Still, can't fuckin' wait to get home c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1177.md b/lj-dump/L-1177.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..49db0c6b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1177.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-11-02 13:37:24 + +Bahahaha. We just sang for what appeared to be a choral-only, Korean version of the Proms and gave three encores! @.@ Probably the most amazing performance we've given, fo' real. Home on Sunday, though, which I'm pleased about, even if it means 32 hours of travel. Folk whom I'm supposed to call, I'll call when I get to Denver. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1178.md b/lj-dump/L-1178.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..720911b1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1178.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-11-03 00:42:23 + +Singing death squad? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1179.md b/lj-dump/L-1179.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2aadb50f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1179.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-11-04 20:34:46 + +So.. my connection in Seoul got dropped, and now I'm in vancouver, but I'm sure I'm still connected to a MUCK or two. Sorry if.. er.. I'm confusing folk :D + +Almost hooooooome. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-118.md b/lj-dump/L-118.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d2d199ed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-118.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title I suppose I should write eventually.. +%date 2004-04-11 20:35:33 + +Alright, picking up from.. whenever I last actually wrote, despite actually doing my homework, I still failed both the chapter test and the homework test (sign of a bad teacher #4). Wednesday was group, whereupon more reviewing and revamping of OASOS took place. Ryan actually went, and so, for the first time in a few months, we actually had the entire pack together. Afterwards, we went to Penny Lane for coffee with a bunch of others. Alec and I talked books and music; Moondog, Ever, and Vulpine talked zoophilia; Ryan sat and watched for everyone else. + +Thursday was.. um.. what was thursday? I seem to have erased it from my mind. Did something bad happen? + +Friday, there was an Excal performance, during which I got sick (same as before, when I got the massive hurting after attunement) and ran off during the closing speech. We got back right before 8th, but I decided to go home. Ibuprofin and lying down helped enormously, so I went back to school to catch people for AA. There, I ran into MissDoo, who just barely believed my sick story. Andrew bluntly told me that I was driving him to see Sakun at 7. I was thrown off-guard by his lack of any sort of greeting. There wasn't any AMC, so we tried to watch Azumanga Daioh in Mr. LaRue's room, but it wouldn't work in his DVD player (just like mine :oP). We made our way out to the drizzly bus stop, where Ryan and I talked and goofed around with Nicku. Picked up Shannon for AA at around 6:30 and we bopped over to CU, where we met up with the gang again, drawing on the chalk boards. I sorta draped myself over Kiran (well, not really, just kinda pet him and such) before I was pulled off by Andrew to take him up to Frederick. + +At Kei-kun's, we met with Sakun and Michael and watched TV for a while. Azumanga Daioh worked, so I watched that while Mikey and Samir talked, smoked, argued, and hotboxed the garage with cloves. After a while, we split into the two rooms, and Michael and I goofed around in Linda's. Eventually, Andrew had to go home, so he and Samir stopped their naughtiness and headed back to Boulder, leaving Michael and me to ourselves. There was a call and Mikey had to leave, so I went to sleep and woke up right as Moondog was about to pass out. I put him to bed and headed back to Boulder for a shower, then to Lakewood for lunch. + +At my dad's, I started downloading Slackware 9.1 ISOs for when I get my laptop, and I also got PDF Writer from my dad, which is cool. And now, I don't feel like writing anymore ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1180.md b/lj-dump/L-1180.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0d8e498c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1180.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-11-06 22:18:23 + +Alright, finally uploaded a good portion of the pictures from Korea. Included: a meditating furry, choral shenanigans, and glamour shots. + +http://www.flickr.com/photos/ranna/sets/72157602966231842/ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1181.md b/lj-dump/L-1181.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6a112349 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1181.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Happy Fun Time with hard drives. +%date 2007-11-08 06:59:25 + +I thought I'd finally filled up what appeared to be a 40GB hard drive last night until I realized that, for some reason, it was only 18GB. Hmm. I spent last night and most of the time I was awake today trying to get my computer set up the way I want it by scavenging parts I already have, and now I've got a 40GB drive where I need it, after much cursing and flailing. The problem is, now I'm stuck with a ghost drive in Explorer from when I was fiddling with backing stuff up off other drives before I wiped them. Disk Manager doesn't see it, and neither does Hardware Manager, which is as it should be, but Explorer thinks there's an X: drive that it just can't access. Puzzled over that when I got home from school, then crashed. Oh well. I'll just live with it for now. + +Anyway, money's really starting to worry me. I need to get my card paid off ASAP, and having to pay for lessons is not helping >:E Also, I fail at jet lag. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1182.md b/lj-dump/L-1182.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..56c4697a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1182.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Huh, that's a new one. +%date 2007-11-11 09:48:46 + +Woke up to *click* *click* *click!* *Click!* *CLICK!* ... *buzzbuzzbuzz* *WindowsErrorNoise* + +Hard drive crashed hard core. Like.. head + disk. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1183.md b/lj-dump/L-1183.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..12b4352e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1183.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-11-12 10:01:27 + +Do y'all have a specific formula you use to determine the price of commissions or prints? I'm looking to come up with something to price out pieces of music fairly. + +In other news, I finished my portfolio to turn in tomorrow (thus me being awake at 3 AM). 16 pieces I like, and most of them I'm actually proud of. Some are on my FA account. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1184.md b/lj-dump/L-1184.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dfe2adcd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1184.md @@ -0,0 +1,48 @@ +%title Freak with a camera. +%date 2007-11-14 05:29:37 + +Korean Folk Village, Seoul, South Korea +'s fault: + +What is the name of your fursona? +Makyo + + +Where did the name of your Fursona come from? +Makyo are illusions that distract from the path to enlightenment. How dull. + + +What species is your fursona and why did you choose that species? +Arctic fox - because they lick rocks. And because they're quite fluffy. + + +What color is your fursona and why? Hair/fur/eyes/etc +...white? Blue in the summer months. + + +What is your fursona's personality and how does this compare to your irl personality? +Maybe a little freer with words than I am in person.. pretty similar other than that. + + +What is one item your fursona owns that is significant to you irl? +The suit. I want it. I would wear it. + + +What is one thing you think you would say to your fursona if you could meet? +"Hey, buddy, spare a dollar?" + + +What is one thing your fursona would say to you if you could meet? +"GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE GOBBLE." (bonus points of you get it) + + +How has your fursona changed over the years? +Well, for one, he's only been around for a year or so. I guess he's grown up some. + + +How long have you had this fursona? +I dunno.. about a year, I guess. In a more general sense, since about 2000. + + +Would you like to be more like your fursona? +If only I could be so dapper! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1185.md b/lj-dump/L-1185.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d21248a8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1185.md @@ -0,0 +1,34 @@ +%title Manifesto - I +%date 2007-11-14 09:36:29 + +I blame Merry and Jane, but, oddly, not Maryjane. +
Blather +History of the matter - One step closer to Ein Sof - Shock and Awe - Coming to terms with being a terrible person + +I am not writing this for it to be believed, or even seen as a creed - how could I hold that power over anyone? - but simply to explain myself. Read this and take it into account, as only one man's manifesto. + +When someone recently asked me about my religious beliefs because they were genuinely interested to know, I was at a loss. I think I answered a muttered excuse of being agnostic because God was none of my business. + +Thinking back on it now, this answer is inadequate for a few reasons. For one, my reply was based off the set and setting: this was during a choir tour in South Korea, and not only was most of the choir Christian, but most of the stops on the tour were to Christian churches. Secondly, and due in part to the above, I'm sure our concepts of God differ in many ways. Lastly, born of my haste, I was not completely explicit when I said "none of my business." + +Now that we are back home and I have time in the evenings to do as I please and study what I will, I will strive to come up with a more complete answer to this rather complex question. + +A bit of history is certainly in order for this to be complete. I was born in the mid eighties to baby-boomer parents. Both my mother and father were raised by devoutly religious parents - my father was in the Lutheran church, I'm fairly sure, but I don't know about my mom - though both dropped their religion sometime during their high school or college years and neither have shown much if any inclination towards it since. Rather, both became very strict atheists later in life, my mother in particular. while my dad may have made a comment every now and then about the irrational nature of organized religion, my mom would often go into diatribes about how useless even personal religion was, or how absurd the concept of God is. + +This was my spiritual diet for most of my early years, and it took hold fairly well. I remember visiting my paternal grandmother once when I was nine or so, and following her to church one Sunday. She said that it was a secret, that my dad didn't want her to bring me along. I was excited for the prospect until a few minutes into the sermon, when it all just became a dull blur to me - I didn't even get to go up to the front of the hall for communion, and I really, really wanted to try the crackers. + +This was not a positive experience for me, to be sure, and so I wound my way through elementary school proudly calling myself an atheist, after my parents, just as I'm sure many others proudly proclaimed their Christianity or Judaism. It wasn't until middle school, really, that, with the development of my super-ego, I began to even contemplate anything of a spiritual nature. Of course, at that age and with that background, I lacked the vocabulary necessary to flesh out these contemplations, much less to voice them. Needless to say, my developing moral code was at odds with what I had been taught and had practiced up until that point. + +That's not to say that I had been taught that murder is alright, or that I had been thieving from an early age. More subtle than that, I began to see my actions at the time and before that in elementary school in a new light. I began to see that my actions and words affected those around me, sometimes in profound ways. The most profound by far was when I ran away from my father. + +Hoping to produce another engineer just like himself and my mother (and we see how far that got), he put a very large emphasis on doing well in school, particularly in math and science. In sixth grade, I moved down to live with him instead of my mom, making the hour's drive to stay with her every other weekend in a reversal of the previous schedule. In the first quarter of my seventh grade year, however, when I receieved my first 'F' on a midterm report card, I panicked and left home before he got back from work, leaving a shattered cosmetics mirror on the table along with the report card, took the quarters in the change jar, and rode my bike to the Wal-Mart nearby. It was October. I was eleven. + +While I shivered and waited for the ideas to come to me behind the dumpsters and A/C units of the Wal-Mart, I reasoned with the screaming of my fledgling conscience. The broken mirror stood for my broken trust in my dad - I did not think that he would not get irrationally angry with me because of my grades. Further, my running away was to be an escape from all of those things and a return to the safety of my own mind and plans. I would ride the bus up to Boulder, where my mom lived, and plan the next step of my escape to safety. + +In reality, the broken mirror and flight from home were both symbolic more of my slowly shattering world-view as center of my own universe than some trust related issue. Or, if they were related to trust, than it was the trust I had previously placed in my own childlike infallibility. This was subconsciously hammered in on that cold night at the bus station and the following several days. + +My mom found me the next morning outside Waldenbooks - she knew me so well - and the rest of the day was filled with tears on everyone's behalf. Hours were spent on the phone with my dad as he went through my room and tried to sort out what had gone wrong in the situation. The answers I gave were half-truths and evasive comments skirting the issues really at hand, and even some outright lies. The problem I had was a conflict in myself and no words to describe it. I fell, of course, to blame, and claimed that my dad spent too much time at the bar with my step-mom (the bartender). This was a legitimate concern to my parents, though I cherished the time alone, so I used it to escape from the consequences of my actions. + +This all led to me moving back in with my mom to complete my public schooling. This helped, perhaps in ways other than intended: not only was my mom a little more free with me than my dad had been, but Boulder was much more constructive to spiritual growth than Lakewood by far. It was the first sgtep in a long and ongoing journey to figure out my place in the world and finding meaning with this life I've found in my possession. + +
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Blather again! +Common ground - Morbid thoughts - The first taste - Limited application - Take it... - ...and run with it + +I've always been into science fiction, but this was about the time that I started to get into fantasy as well. If you've talked about books with me at all, you'll know that, despite having read a good many others, a few books in particular start coming back again and again after I've read them. Some noteables being Garth Nix's Abhorsen trilogy, Brian Jacques Redwall series, and C. S. Lewis' Chronicles of Narnia. + +If I were to describe these books as all having the common themes of death, morality, and growth of character, one is not likely to be surprised. However, when all of these common themes begin to expand into other areas of my life, they cease to become just themes and start to become an active interest. These themes began to show in the books I read, the music I'd listen too, the interactions I had, and, most importantly, the silent thoughts I harbored. + +I've heard that this stage of life is the time when, for the first time, mortality becomes truly evident and important to the growing mind. If so, then I was left not only with thoughts of mortality, but beyond, and into morbidity. Always affectionate, I would no longer lean on my mother, or hug her for any extended length - if I could feel or hear her heartbeat - I'd refuse to, in most situations. It wasn't that I was particularly 'grossed out' or anything, but more that her mortality was made evident in these situations. While death was a comfortable subject for me in my fantasy worlds at the time, when it related to my mother, I became frightened - particularly at the vividness of my own thoughts. I would start in fearing for her safety, then slip into picturing what I would do if she died, and finally get stuck in a gruesome loop of scenes of gore or emotional trauma resulting from her death. + +Here is where the early hopes and dreams would come into conflict with my upbringing: my fears, plainly, were death and the emotions involved; my hopes were that it wouldn't happen, or, should it, it would be okay, because the person would live on in some sort of after life. My spiritual upbringing, on the other hand, left no place for the latter, and, while the former was brought up, it was rarely discussed in depth. + +The period in my life with which this coincided was my first discovery of the internet. Though I'm currently nicely addicted to the 'net, I didn't see much potential in it for myself. At the beginning, when my mom's house was still on AOL and my dad's was on Prodigy, I saw it as little more than a library, full of more information than I really needed and far too difficult to search. However, after reading, for the second time, Herman Hesse's Siddhartha, something prompted me to look up Buddhism. + +My experience with religion so far had been limited to vague ideas that Christians and Jews were just people with funny ideas and enhanced senses of guilt and punishment. Buddhism was, then, "in my mouth as sweet as honey." (Ezk. 3:3) Here was a religion that really seemed to appeal to me. Contained within it, according to my knowledge, was not only something to do with my free time - meditate - but an assurance of reincarnation - of myself and my loved ones living again. In my mind's eye, I saw myself passing away, only to wake up, refreshed, as if from a bad dream, out of my former life. + +That I could sum up Buddhism like that is clear evidence of my limited knowledge. Meditation was simply another way for me to draw attention to myself, however (one doesn't generally meditate in public places, as I did), and I conveniently overlooked the entirety of the rest of the religion. At that stage, Buddhism was a way out of death and into the spotlight for me. I could even be selective about the spotlight: I remember, after having told a friend of mine that I was Buddhist, adding that it was perhaps best if she didn't bring the topic up around my dad, as he "didn't need to know yet." + +To be honest, I had based my entire knowledge of Buddhism off Siddhartha and the movie Little Buddha, along with a website or two and any knowledge drawn from my friends. It really wasn't until high-school that I was informed enough to form real opinions for myself about the religion: selectively snagging bits about reincarnation and Zen from random sources is not the way to gain intelligence, much less wisdom. + +Having learned more about the religion, I can say that there is indeed a lot about it that I find amazing: their tradition is deep and rich, their stories beautiful, and I agree with a lot of what they have to teach. For instance, the Noble Eightfold Path is, I believe, a very robust and comprehensive way to look at life. I disagree, however, with the 'goal' of that path, of trying to eliminate suffering and escape into or through Nirvana. Rather, I look at it in a different way. + +The Noble Eightfold Path is a system of eight elements divided into three groups. In the category of Wisdom, there is right (or ideal) view and right intention; in the category of ethical conduct, there is right speech, right action, and right livelihood; and in the category of mental discipline, there is right effort, right mindfulness, and right concentration. These are posited as a path leading to the cessation of suffering in life through attainment of Nirvana: the ultimate goal in life of obliterating the need to become again - to be reincarnated. Perhaps due to my prior self-conditioning, I disagree with this, or at least agree in a creative way. + +To me, suffering is not something that I should escape from or avoid, but rather something that I feel I should embrace. It isn't enough that I learn from my suffering, for that relies too much on hindsight, but that I should incorporate that suffering into myself and cherish every bit of it every bit as much as I cherish pleasure. As a consequence, I think this redefines Nirvana from its previous escapism to a perfect synthesis of every part of life into oneself, sort of like raising life to a whole new level. Buddhism outlines the path to this goal in the eight parts of the noble path. By applying each of those parts to every aspect of lie in every instance, we learn the way towards this synthesis, essentially learning how to work with ourselves in this system. + +Looking at Nirvana, seeing that change in definition instead of deletion, I feel that the meaning of "to become again" changes also. Whereas before it meant escaping from the cycle of reincarnation, I think that it now becomes an escape from the previous ignorance, from the 'lives' (read: instances of this life) before this one, by becoming something new built off this new synthesis. In this sense, one tastes this sense of Nirvana every time one consciously builds off what they were before. This changes the function of Nirvana from a goal and into a path. + +These concepts still only touch on the very basics of such an old tradition as Buddhism, of course, but I feel that they represent the beginnings of an attempt to bring the ideas and foundations of constructive practices into my own life, also standing as an early attempt to consciously grow into a better person. + +
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Return of the son of blather +First was the word... - Welcome to Sunny DEATH! - An it harm none... - MEAD and Symbols + +With this early focus on reincarnation as an extension of life, it's a wonder that I didn't move into other, more easily digestible spiritualities with a focus on the afterlife (I don't mean to say that Christianity is simple, far from it, but the language and culture barrier between myself and Buddhism is an obstacle), but my next "step" in my spiritual path was a lot more appealing to me than such things as the Trinity, the idea of sin, and the consequent repentance. To have a self guided faith means that things beyond your current development level are a little harder to take in on any intellectual level beyond blind faith. + +Buddhism did not, obviously, take a firm hold on me after those early explorations and, as it often does with me, my interest in that specific application waned soon after. It wasn't until a few months later, some time around when high-school was getting near, that I found a new outlet for my spiritual needs. As before, this was brought on by a particularly influential book in my life that I read towards the end of my eighth grade year. + +The fantasy genre is rife with magic of various sorts, and it was this, along with the ideas about death that helped me to get into and research earth based religions and paganism in it's various forms. In Garth Nix's Sabriel, these two ideas are melded together to form an engaging view of death as a place accessible by magicians and affected by sounds - something that particularly struck a chord with me, as this is when I first started to get into music. Even to this day, I still fantasize that I'll find a certain pitch or chord that will be particularly powerful over people - this may have been one of my early influences in composition, and has led to my exploration in the uses of the dominant sonority in unexpected or unresolved fashions, since it holds such sway over the western listener. + +The more I thought about this description of Death as a place - a land of nine stages or 'levels' with the final stage leading to that final resting place of all souls - the less I was drawn to the idea of reincarnation and the more I started to accept death. I don't think that, at this point, I was mature enough to embrace death, or even stop fearing it. I had, however, matured enough to understand the finality of it, and to accept that as a truth in life, even as an every day part of it. When people die, they aren't coming back, not here, or at least not in a recognizable form, going by other traditions. This thought still terrified me, but not to the same extent as before. + +The idea of magic, however, did intrigue me, so I wound up, once more, at the bookstore and on the internet looking up 'practical' references to that. This, of course, led me right to paganism, along with other magic- and earth-based spiritualities. Through my friend, co-explorer, and teacher Ryan, I learned more about these traditions than I would have with just the internet, however, and I have several memories of walking with him along ditches or through the 'mini-forest' and having nicely mystical experiences with the rich greenery, meandering streams, and climbing over dead foliage. + +I took perhaps less from these religions than from Buddhism, but due to paganism being a less-mainstream religion (and, to be sure, I chose that in part as a sort of 'standard' rebellion from the main-stream religions), I feel that I did gain a broader perspective of what's out there, and a more open mind toward different things. A few things in particular stood out to me: at the beginning of my path through these 'earth-based traditions', I came across the Wiccan Rede which, paraphrased, states "as long as it harms none, do what you will," which I feel is a much more important statement than the Thelemic "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law." The first part of the phrase, "an it harm none," is a very important addition to such a phrase. If I were to keep one idea in my mind at all times, it would likely be that one - even focusing for on not only actions and words, but inaction and silence that cause harm is a very difficult and enlightening exercise. It was, for me, the beginnings of the sense of humility that I strive for and always fall short of (which may be in the definition of humility, granted). + +My interest in magic hasn't waned, but it has changed a great deal over the years. Magic is, I believe, a whole lot more subtle than I believed when I first got myself into a more serious study of it. Perhaps it's the cynic in me, or the scientist inherited from my parents, but I don't think that the magic I thought of originally (think the movie The Craft) exists, or ever has in the Common Era except as some sort of technological wizardry (think the movie The Gods Must be Crazy!). Instead, the magic I think of is summed up in the acronym MEAD: Magic is Empowerment by Attention to Detail. Just think: were I to relax a certain few muscles in order to let blood flow from one place to another, half an hour of friction could lead to a new life being brought into the world. If I were to concentrate on the correct sequence of movements, I could certainly execute a cartwheel. Magic is the background of all that is around us, and it's that attention to detail that can make things seem magical, or at least not 'everyday'. + +This is echoed in Richard Muller's The Sins of Jesus, in which Joseph explains to a young Jesus that it's not that there are no miracles anymore, but the miracles are all around, they just seem every day, such as children. I think this is an echoing of Jesus' own words, "Wicked is the generation that looks for signs." This is most of the concept behind Muller's book, and is certainly pertinent in my life, but will have to wait until the exploration of Judeo-Christian spirituality, the study of which encompasses more of my life than the rest of these minor vignettes, and, thus, draws on them, and will have to wait for its own section. + +One final thing that I got out of paganism was the importance of symbols. Sigil magic was something that I toyed around with briefly, and I believe that the subconscious is an important tool to work with in this sense. Using active symbols such as sigils, or even Tarot or runes, is a powerful form of introspection. More subtly, however, passive symbols play an important part in a sociological sense: a cross - say the hematite crucifix pendant that I own - will not likely stop a bullet, draw lightning down to me, or enable me to walk on water, but it will influence the ideas of those around me, change their perceptions of who I am. The Christians my speak more openly to me about their faith or, as I've had happen, will speak as if I know everything about their faith that they do; while skeptics may look down on that aspect of me and question why I would wear it. Likewise, if I were to wear my flaming chalice pendant, a symbol unknown to a good portion of society, I'm likely to invite questions - I could even be accused of baiting the topic, of which I know I'm guilty. Honestly, I think that's the purpose behind most jewelry, which is why I will only wear a piece if I'm prepared to explain it. Then again, perhaps I'm putting too much meaning into an inanimate object, of which I'm also quite guilty. + +
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Randominity + +
+----- + +First line free write: 2nd person +You have come, finally, to a safe place. You have arrived at the point where it counts most, the point at which Life itself seems to fall away, leaving behind nothing of it's former shell: that blackened husk of body and mind that housed a bright bright star. Years and years, it took, places and places and each day offering good and bad, but you, lucky you, saw past that, saw beyond the grid of your perception to see inside others, touching and caressing the bright points of light that were essentially them, cherishing each for not only their good points, but for their faults as well. The energy flowed around and through you in the concentric spirals of [1st symbol] and the Bat Qol kept you clean and pure with the voice of God and the Buddha in me to the Buddha in you weaved everything under the sun into Life itself. This is Rapture. + +----- + +The Uncertainty of the Poet + +I am a poet. +I am very fond of bananas. + +I am bananas. +I am very fond of a poet. + +I am a poet of bananas. +I am very fond, + +A fond poet of 'I am, I am' - +Very bananas, + +Fond of 'Am I bananas, +Am I?' - a very poet. + +Bananas of a poet! +Am I fond? Am I very? + +Poet bananas! I am. +I am fond of a 'very'. + +I am of very fond bananas +Am I a poet? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1190.md b/lj-dump/L-1190.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bbadd894 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1190.md @@ -0,0 +1,31 @@ +%title Manifesto - IV +%date 2007-11-19 03:51:04 + +Finally got Semagic again, so I don't do stupid shit like I did with the last post. Hopefully I remember to use it. Don't remember why I got rid of it last time.. I hope to finish this fairly soon, what with thanksgiving break - I feel that if I don't keep writing in large chunks like this, I'll lose interest. Must finish. I'm also toying with the idea of publishing, even if it's self-publishing, but I don't know that I'll be able to fill much space. If anyone's interested in writing something similar and going in for a published collection of spiritual manifesti or life stories in this mingled style, or if you just think this is a very, very bad idea (I promise I'll edit heavily), let me know. By the way, I'm disabling comments on these so that I have a chance to reply in a more constructive fashion should anyone have anything to say to them, not to discourage comments. + +
Drivvel - A modern retelling of Blather (looooong) +Other aspects of being - The terror of individuality - The spirituality of fiction - The beginnings of true creativity + +There's a long space of time after my initial intense exploration of paganism which is filled with a nebulous sense of spiritual growth not connected to any particular spiritual set. I attribute this to a general "opening of the mind" from the gaining of more concrete intelligence. My interests started to shift from their previous areas of simple pleasures of reading, playing outside, making slings out of kite string and the toes of socks into subtler, more complicated pleasures of the more in-depth learning of high-school. This is not to say that I enjoyed school - I considered dropping out at several points - but I did enjoy the act of gaining more knowledge, and in such diverse subjects. This, for me, was the beginning of learning to think within concrete systems, an idea that I'll certainly come back to later. These were, at first, the more obvious systems of grammars (I began in Latin my sophomore year, and began constructing my own language shortly afterward), history (learning to think and analyze historical data is something I attribute to my one history teacher in high-school, Dr. Carter), and biology (microbiology and biochemistry in particular - the latter was even my original major in college), not to mention music, which is a topic unto itself. + +Such intellectual things were not the only changes going on during my life. From the end of eighth grade and into ninth, a few other changes, both subtle and dramatic, took place. Though I'd suspected for quite a while, my initial feelings of sexuality crystallized into a definitive sense of something out of the ordinary. Beginning as trouble understanding the idea of what was "attractive," I eventually settled on the label of homosexuality for what I felt, coming out to my mom sometime soon after middle school had ended. This also coincided with my growing infatuation with the internet, something which has, at points, gotten way out of hand. At one point, I was the moderator of an online forum on GovTeen.net with my then-boyfriend Danny, another teenager with similar interests living in New York. + +At the same time, my mom and step-dad's marriage started to turn sour for various reasons. While my mom had taken my coming-out fairly well, my step-dad did not; at points during this continuing strife which lasted part-way into my freshman year, he forced me to come out to his children in a rather embarrassing fashion (he told my step-sister, and made my mom force me to come out to my step-brother), checked my email and found emailed replies from the forum I moderated including some very revealing information (the forum was one of many in a group entitled Puberty-101 - this should explain a good deal about the content), all while refusing to talk to me directly about such things. I harbored an intense dislike for him at this phase and I don't feel that I fully forgave him for all of what happened until much later in my life when I started to incorporate it into myself. Thus, I was very willing to let my mom use my orientation as the reason for breaking off the marriage, though that was only a small portion of the myriad of reasons for divorce. In honesty, I believe this was as high on my list of influences in my life as my previous flight from home, perhaps due to the similarities in how the situation turned out. + +The divorce was finalized and we - my mom and I - were planning on moving out to a townhouse very close to my high-school in the next few days, and until then, my mom was sleeping on the couch in the family room with her two dogs Helen and Hank. My step-dad, perhaps with a belated riposte, came down the stairs to talk to her when, Helen, being out of control in the best of times, began barking and ran up, jumped on him, and, in short, punched him in the crotch with her paw. Humorous in hindsight, the event led to my mom and I having to move out of the house by that evening, while we were both only partially packed at the time. This was halfway through the first semester of my freshman year at Fairview and at the time, it was quite traumatic, particularly with it being a Sunday, meaning that I had to go to school the next day after this frenetic move. + +While a good portion of this was going on, my wanderings of the internet led me into the furry fandom, a broad community of folk interested in anthropomorphic animals in various ways and to various levels. Generally an open-minded bunch, if a little dramatic, I fell right in with the ranks. I fit in quite well, being a young, gay male, and a good deal of my closest friends were made through this community, or, as in the case of Ryan, introduced to it. However, seeing as the majority of furs that I knew who were interested in anything spiritual, were interested in Native American or Asian mythology, both of which are rife with anthropomorphism, and the majority of furs in general were at least agnostic, if not militantly atheistic (I saw this echoed more clearly in the gay community later on, but that's later on), I kept my spiritual explorations separate from this aspect of myself, keeping all of my associations with other furs on a lighter level, and only letting loose on certain occasions, such as the move mentioned above. + +This habit was likely built up out of a sort of spiritual downtime. That's not to say that my sense of spiritual self had waned, but rather that it had become tangible instead of based in words and ideas. One of the most unique experiences to come from this shift was the sense of individuality and how terrifying that can be. This was coupled with a budding sense of appreciation for humility, despite being a near-physical sensation for me. It began as a sense of how small I was in the grand scheme of things, which was made particularly evident to me by both mountains and clouds. Boulder, where I lived is right at the base of the Rocky Mountains and I grew up with those looming over me every day of my life. When my mom started to take me on hikes with her in Rocky Mountain National Park, though, I began to realize just how big the mountains were - and not just the mountains, but the entire world - compared to myself, and when I brought the entirety of the rest of space off earth into account, I was terrified at just how minuscule I was in comparison to everything else out there. This was emphasized whenever I'd look up at a partially cloudy day and see all the folds and corrugations in the clouds above, knowing that even they were likely larger than my entire high-school - a building large enough to house its 2,200 students and 200 faculty and staff in ten 'levels'. + +It was a struggle for me to embrace this idea, and I would comfort myself with other near-physical mental wanderings, such as stretching out in bed during a windy night and imagining that the wind was my body - feeling myself flow in chaotic eddies over mountains and plains, buildings and open spaces. In a sense, not only was I making myself bigger, but I was trying to escape the confines of my body's limited range of motion, imagining the way that the wind is less of an object as a verb, as the air is not the wind, but rather the flow of air. Later in life, I'd discern this as a shallow form of a Kabbalistic exercise, a sort of synaesthetic experiences of Matt-ing. The beginning, as is said, of wisdom is awe. + +One of the things that I would do when wind-ing would be to attempt to feel the others around me as a sort of empathy. A selfish empathy, of course: rather than actually attempting to feel for those around me, it'd be more accurate to say that I was feeling my interpretation of those around me rather than them as individuals. Individuality and uniqueness of perception was a concept that I'd struggled with often up until that point, and even continue to struggle with today. Seeing others as completely separate entities rather than projections from within myself is one of those tasks that sounds much simpler than it really is. Our day-to-day lives are lived from within ourselves, in a world where self and other are distinct, and interconnectedness is achieved only on the fragile and shallow level of our tacit agreement that everyone else is just a projection of ourselves onto animate objects. To actually live your life in a continuous sense of seeing others as true individuals with their own unique perspectives - both physical and interpreted - seems to me as having the paradoxical effect of creating a deeper sort of interconnectedness born out of true dialog between two separate beings instead of, as E. E. Cummings put it, "all talking's talking to onesself." + +These were my thoughts at that time in my life, and my spirituality was the spirituality of fiction. In fiction, there are often deeper dialogs that ever happen in person due to the writer attempting to create characters outside of him or herself. This, combined with the fact that one of the goals of fiction is to provide a vehicle for ideas, no matter how fantastic, lead me into this incorporation of ideas from fiction into my own spirituality. The books I started reading began to have a more overt spiritual bend to them, and the ideas became more and more influential on some level or another throughout. The most readily apparent of these are Dan Simmons' novels, all of which contain some sort of spiritual or at least deeply intellectual basis. The Hyperion Cantos, in particular, proved to be an eloquent example of the importance of individuality, not only while one was still living, but after one died. Through the esoteric idea of The Void Which Binds, Simmons' offers a glimpse of what happens after death back on Earth (or 'back in Life' may be more appropriate in this sense); more specifically, the importance of the memories of the dead cherished by the living. This fit in nicely with my solidifying stance on death. We don't know what happens after, but we can be proactive about the subject while we're here, cherishing the lives and keeping alive the memories of those who have passed, incorporating their gifts to us all while moving forward in our own lives - that is, not getting caught up in the past and what can't be changed. + +This burgeoning habit of looking deeper into creative works was likely one of the early influences into my own real creativity. I say real because, while I'd been creative in the past, it was always in the sense of following - singing in choir, playing in band, writing for class. Now, however, I began to apply that creativity into more of a leadership role, as in writing outside of class or composing my own music. In this, I was leaderless and totally without a teacher, which certainly shows in my writings and music from the time, of which little remains, Needless to say, I was all over the map in terms of style and application, and I don't think that any of it shows any sense of my personality. However, it was creativity and I was doing something positive, something which might last. What I lacked at the time wasn't just a teacher or solidified direction in my creations, but the appreciation of such - I didn't want a teacher, didn't think I needed one, something that would take a good deal more humility and a few really good teachers to appreciate, which didn't arrive until college. + +I wonder if my continued attempts at creativity are a stab at immortality in the minds of others, just as Beethoven and Bach are immortal, and that, in turn, makes me wonder how to interpret that goal: is it selfish to want to live on and be remembered? It feels deep down inside that it is, after a fashion, but on a more intellectual level, it seems absurd not to want to do anything constructive, not to leave some lasting impression on the earth, with the time we're given. My thoughts and feelings on this and on music, however, are worth a chapter in their own right. + +
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Tee hee. +Tee hee + +As a brief vignette, humor has always been important to me. It struck me, sometime in high-school, that there wasn't any 'real' humor in religion, though. There are plenty of edgy comedians that make fun of it and jokes abound, sure, but within each religion, there's very little to be had in the way of direct humor. There are, of course, exceptions to this rule: Unitarian-Universalists do tend to have a bit of a self-deprecating sense of humor (most of their jokes involve their reliance on committees, coffee pots, or copy machines), and I've seen some really subtle humor in traditional Jewish teachings. Rarely, however, are religions outright humorous. + +Well, except those that are. + +One of my friends on the internet - a furry, of course - introduced me to Discordianism sometime around late freshman year, and I thought that I had finally found a religion I could take seriously. Discordians have a creation myth, a curse to lay on others, a system to live by, apostles, and even a church sanctioned game. The catch, of course, is that none of this is intended to be taken seriously. Basing their deity on the minor goddess of Grecco-Roman mythology, Eris, the goddess of chaos, the Discordians have built up either one of the more elaborate jokes or one of the least elaborate religions in the modern era. Despite being popularized through not only their holy book, The Principia Discordia - or How I Found Goddess and What I Did to Her When I Found Her, but also the writings of Robert Anton Wilson and Robert Shea in the books of the Illuminatus! Trilogy, the number of serious Discordians is still quite small, and despite that, the church is very fractured, what with every member being a Pope and several of them running their own Cabals. So it was, with humor as a major factor in the religion, I declared myself a Discordian Episkopos and leader of my own 'Qabal', the Qabal of Ranna I. + +Despite the fact that the majority of the religion is a joke, I did take several things from Discordianism worth mentioning. As mentioned, the deity in question, Eris, is the goddess of Chaos, and the Discordians do take their Chaos seriously, or as seriously as a Discordian takes anything. While most of that is for comedic purposes, there are good points about chaos that need to be brought up when talking about religion and spirituality. Several of these valid points stem from the Discordian's argument that most religions point to all the order in the world and proclaim it the work of some Deity or another, handily ignoring all the chaos inherent in nature. After reading the Principia as well as a few pertinent science fiction books and actively spending a while pondering Chaos in the world, not only am I inclined to agree, but I find that I'm more inclined toward that chaos than toward the order. That is not to say that order has no place: "To choose order over disorder, or disorder over order," the Principia states, "is to accept a trip composed of both the creative and the destructive. But to choose the creative over the destructive is an all-creative trip composed of both order and disorder. To accomplish this, one need only accept creative disorder along with, and equal to creative order, and also be willing to reject destructive order as an undesirable equal to destructive disorder." A fine point, I believe, and something I have integrated as an active principle in my life. + +The Church of the Subgenius is Discordianism taken several steps further. What was at first humorous is now intentionally absurd, and where once was disorder is now active strife. The Book of the Subgenius is filled with clip-art, a veritable collage of propaganda posters, diagrams, nonsensical text, and repetitive references to their deity/prophet/ruler J. R. "Bob" Dobbs. Their rituals seem to consist of getting drunk and holding devivals, and possibly some waxing poetic about meteors bouncing around inside the Earth. I took nothing from the Subgenii, excepting perhaps a but of skepticism - their humor is simply over my head. + +During my senior year in high-school, several friends and I, all interested in the more esoteric and unique traditions began to get together to discuss such traditions from serious to humorous (they had all heard of and participated in Discordianism), and, at one point, even became a school-sanctioned group, though we were only just barely tolerated - Prayer at the Pole, on the other hand, was, of course, embraced wholly, which certainly got on our nerves at the time. Once we started advertising, we did hold a few successful true meetings, the most memorable of which involved the various methods of divination in use around the world, or at least those allowable indoors. While Dan spun in circles until he fell down - his landing would determine the answer to a question - Toren read tarot, and I conducted crude numerological explorations with a book by Aleister Crowley. Mostly, however, we would just laugh a lot and talk about various odd things about this religion or that cult. I would post 'propaganda posters' consisting of images and phrases from the Principia Discordia and my own contrivance, stamp any poster I saw in the hall with a self-inking stamp which read "APOTHEOSIS APPROVED" (for which I got in trouble), and even hand out Pope cards. This was my attempt at adding creative chaos to an otherwise dreary school atmosphere: the prime example of order both constructive and destructive in the world. + +
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Image, random garbage +
+Fetah +Loråtla fetah. +Anåt fetah. +Nu kufemotla fetah. +Nu haleputatla fetah +Nu haledatåtla fetah. +Nu halesupotla fetah. +Nu tuvårier fetah lubåtlam t'ner. +Nu kufori set fetah. +Nu mununier fetah esunotalam. +Nu jaruvåtier fetah unotalam - +Ato harahier t'n houka anåtalam. +Mununier fetah houkalam, +Konemier t'n houkalam, +Horanemier t'n houkalam, +Hatarier t'n houkalam. +Nuka jodoti fetah. + +-- Ani Eskorinthev Anses + +Love +Love is patient. +Love is kind. +Love is not jealous. +Love is not boastful. +Love is not arrogant. +Love is not rude. +Love is not insistent. +Love is not irritable. +Love is not resentful +Love does not rejoice in wrong, +but rejoices in the right. +Love bears all things, +It believes all things, +It hopes all things, +It endures all things. +Love never ends. + +-- First Corinthians Thirteen (I wrote it out for some reason) + +
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Wherein Matt is enlightened after laying down for three hours. +Sent away to learn - Who’ll be a witness?- Two texts, one word – The difference between you and me – Ecstatic meditations. + +In this country, and in this day and age, it’s nearly impossible to go without experiencing some form of Christianity. As was mentioned earlier, I did attend a church service at an early age and I remember my maternal grandmother showing me a cartoon about Jesus’ life, but, again, at the time, it meant little, if anything to me at the time. I was simply too young to incorporate those ideas into my life without any prior knowledge or expertise. Even into high school, my ideas on Christianity were limited to a vague sense of a few of the core ideas of the religion: only what my limited knowledge could offer. + +My parents’ opinions on religion in general were mostly informed by their experiences with Christianity while growing up, and, as such, my sources for such knowledge were limited by my parents’ opinions. That is, until one summer at the away-from-home camp I went to. + +My dad had been sent to something similar as a child: run by the YMCA, such camps were usually secluded up in the mountains or by some lake or another, providing a chance for kids to learn in a more natural context. He enjoyed the experiences so much that he wound up being a councilor at his camp, and decided to send me to one when I was old enough. I wound up at Camp Shady Brook, west of Salida, Colorado, first for one week then for two weeks at a time, running amok in the valley in which this camp was situated. There were the standards of archery and target practice with .22 rifles, swimming and canoeing in the pond, playing kickball, and massive, camp-wide games of capture the flag (the valley setup allowed a girls slope and a boys slope, and this, I remember being informed, was a precious opportunity to see the girl’s side). What I remember most, however, was talking with my councilor and my cabin-mates. It was, I believe, my second year there when I received a bible as a gift from my councilor. + +Though I’m sure it was a form of witnessing, it was too subtle for my mind. I took the book thinking it might be a fun read and would make me into a good person because of it. I thought little of the societal implications of Christianity at the time, much less the religious factor of it, and I was consequently disappointed when I found it so difficult to read and get through the KJV’s wording. + +Having put the bible down and peeked at it only to verify one or two quotes that I’d heard over the years, I thought of it rarely, at one point having had to take it back from my step-mom after forgetting that she had borrowed it. It was my budding sexuality that eventually brought it into relevance again, and I struggled to read it once or twice in middle and early high school with no luck, basing my knowledge instead on commentaries on relevant verses I found on the internet. + +The ideas that I knew were contained in this very difficult to read piece of literature did seem worthy of investigation. ‘Love thy neighbor’ is almost cliché in this society, but the first time I heard “love your enemy as you love your neighbor,” I felt that there might be some portions of this book worth reading. It wasn’t the bible, however, that was to solidify this for me. + +Sometime in my junior or senior year of high school, I came across a book called The Sins of Jesus by Richard Muller somewhere online. I’m not sure who recommended it to me or where I saw it, but the idea intrigued me: after my recent disillusionment with the concept of magic in paganism, I felt that a view of Jesus without the added baggage of miracles would be an interesting way to learn more about the religion; the fact that the book was a novel just made it all the more appealing to me, even if I did feel the need to put a blank cover on it to keep from offending others while reading it in public. + +“Had I read this book as a teenager, I might not have become an atheist,” reads a blurb on the front of the book, and I have to admit, I found it nearly as powerful. As soon as I finished the – admittedly rather short – book, I read it straight through a second time. Many of the precepts of Christianity are crystallized in this telling of the life of Jesus, and to see them in a plain, readable (for me, at least) form proved quite compelling and made me reevaluate my view not only of the religion of Christianity, but my view of my own individual spirituality. How would it feel to love my enemy as I loved my neighbor? What would it mean to have this concept of God be nearer to a caring father figure than an overarching deity that cared more about following rules than human interaction? Wasn’t human interaction one of the most important things to humans? + +All this called into doubt what I had seen of the more fundamentalist Christians that I had seen on TV and heard about through my friends. To put it loosely, were they preaching from the same gospel? This required some deeper investigation, which meant doing some research from the more quoted of sources. + +In my search for a more direct answer, I went straight for the New Testament in my bible, using the internet as an alternate resource for when the text became too bulky for me to digest. What I found wasn’t something radically different as I had supposed, but something much more vague than I had expected. Herein was my first real experience with the vagueness of text – while my mom had often explained horoscopes away as simple vagueness, I had never seen it in a true religious sense like this. + +What I was seeing was two different interpretations of one text in active use. On one side was the supposed eternal love of Christ and the Father in heaven, and on the other was spelled out damnation in the words of an angry God. Two things lead to this disparity and, in my case, made it worse. Firstly, I had not, at that point, read the Old Testament, nor had I finished more than the apostolic books of the New Testament, so I was without the harsher tradition of the Tanakh, as well as the stricter words put forth in the Pauline epistles and later books in the newer tradition. Secondly, I lacked the faith-driven background that most of these fundamentalists and true Christians had lived through. Not only was I brought up to use the healthy sense of skepticism that I had been given and had developed with my forays into other, smaller religions, but I was lacking the foundation of knowledge that these people had. + +Of course, the largest difference between most of those people and myself was likely one of sexual orientation. I was reading the bible from the careful, wary standpoint of a young gay man eager to avoid conflict, while those around me were reading it from the standpoint of those who have always been taught that homosexuality is wrong by their society, their religion, and individuals in their lives. In my view, at that time, they were picking and choosing verses to justify their actions, whereas in their view, I was committing – make that living a sin that is strictly defined in several places in the entire bible, described as everything from ‘detestable’ to worthy of the death penalty. At this point in my life, this was too large of a portion of myself for me to keep at any sort of serious study of the bible or Christianity, and the phase quickly tapered out, leaving me with a greater sense of the religion derived from a novelized telling of Jesus’ life than from the bible itself. + +Now that I was getting to be more experienced in this, I made sure not to just garner all this information without taking some of it into myself. One situation of note sticks out in particular. I had fallen madly in love with a friend of mine, Andrew, and, after our fair share of tribulations, we wound up in a relationship. However, a year or two into the relationship, we parted briefly for several reasons, and Andrew wound up with another person – a mutual friend of ours. One evening, feeling sorry for myself and rather sour all around, I went to bed early and lay, thinking, for several hours. + +I really did wish the best for Andrew, though I was torn between that and jealousy, which made my feelings for our mutual friend all the more confusing. On one hand, he was my friend, but on the other, he’d taken something dear to me for himself, making obvious all of the ways I had screwed up in my relationship leading up to that point. I felt that I should have been thankful to him for that in a grudging sort of way because perhaps I was now a better person, but, to put it bluntly, I felt more that he was my enemy. + +Remembering that silly phrase that I had heard, “love your enemies as you would love your neighbor,” I felt that it was worth a go, if only for not feeling so terrible for a while. I tried several approaches to this problem. Thinking of all of the redeeming factors of this person worked only on a very shallow level, as did just plain force. Removing Andrew from the equation helped a little, but after a while, I felt more like I was ignoring the problem than working towards a solution. It wasn’t until I removed myself from the equation that things started to work out. At first, I took a step back from the problem and attempted to see from the perspective of the others involved, which, as stated before, worked only somewhat well, as I was seeing what I interpreted to be their perspective, rather than their true perspective. After this, I attempted to draw the situation with myself as an observer, before finally stepping back from the whole thing and doing my level best to take in the logic and emotion bound up in this situation. + +What I saw wasn’t some case of enemies and new loves, but was an instance of three people interacting with each other on a deeply emotional level. While I do not know all of what happened between Andrew and this friend of ours, much less what thoughts were going through their heads, seeing the situation laid bare helped me to understand the intricacies of what was going on along with the intense and, cliché as it sounds, beautiful interactions between three intense and beautiful individuals. + +This was just a vague taste of what I think was meant by loving one’s enemies, and, finding such elation after being wrapped up in such drama, I slipped quickly out of this mode of thinking, though the ideas behind it stayed with me; it was only a brief glimpse of a deeper understanding. I leapt up from bed and got online as quickly as I could to tell this mutual friend that I understood and that I loved him “as a brother,” and that I had (jokingly) “reached enlightenment, and all it took was three hours in bed.” + +Things eventually worked out well, I think, though tendrils of the situation lasted long past when I expected them to, several years later. Some sense of that original emotion stuck with me, and I felt that, at last, I finally knew what might be the driving force behind the origins of religion, that I knew what people meant by a mystical experience, and that this ecstasy would indeed serve as an excellent starting-point for wanting to join a religion. With the sour taste still in my mouth from finding the difference in interpretation within Christianity, I abandoned that thread and continued to look within myself, searching for the reason and method behind that moment. + +
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This one's boring. +Four years passed – Five Pillars – The Gays versus the Preachers – Changes mean new beginnings + +High school did not pass in a flash, even in hindsight. It wound laboriously through the weeks and months, most of the time, and I remember long stretches of dull times throughout my four years there. That’s not to say that times were all bad, of course. I made some incredible friends, did some incredibly stupid stuff, and just generally grew up a whole lot in the time I spent there. + + +I had gained a new appreciation of music through my experiences in choir under two tried and true directors, and had considered that as a field I might want to pursue later in life. However, I also grew to appreciate biology after taking a few advanced courses in the subject, gaining an interest in the areas of biochemistry and molecular biology. Thus it was that I applied to Colorado State University. + + +My reasons for applying to CSU as opposed to the more local CU were myriad. Foremost, during the application period, I was still together with Andrew, and he was planning on going to CSU as well, at the time. There were more pertinent reasons, however: according to my mom, who graduated from CU, the Fort Collins’ university’s methods were more geared toward practical applications while the Boulder university generally favored more theoretical study. This, I felt, was key in the area of biochemistry, my first major. Also important, I felt that moving away from my hometown – far enough to put some distance between my parents and I but near enough to make visiting easy – would be a good idea in order to facilitate independence. + + +All in all, with such a large move, I was left with a rather large change in my life. I found myself with a few of my classmates from high school in a different town, inundated with freedom. Now was obviously the time for experimentation beyond what I had been able to do at home. I began, at first, with classes. Besides the obvious biology, chemistry, and core classes I was taking, I added in The History of Islam to the 1500s. + + +During my classes in history in high school, Islam had been my favorite subject. Perhaps it was because it was the only sanctioned bit of religion we were allowed to be taught, with most other material sanitized of such content. My teacher at the time, Dr. Carter, did an excellent job of providing an historic overview along with a good description of the tenets of Islam, and my close friend, Jerred, a Malaysian Muslim, supplemented this information. + + +Getting to take an in-depth class on the subject felt like a privilege to me, and getting to learn from such a professor as Dr. Lindsey was an honor. The structure of the class, being basically historical, worked to our advantage, adding information to the basic understanding of the religion in chronological order as we learned about the events behind such changes. + + +In Islam, I saw a sort of purity and a fairly well defined system of faith with some clearly explained goals, along with a sense of brotherhood that I hadn’t really experienced or seen through any other systems. Alas, though I felt at first that I really connected with the religion, I ran into much the same problem that I did with Christianity – namely the discrepancy between what I learned from people and what I actually read in the Qur’an, and I wound up dropping the interest fairly soon, looking into it only at a much later date and from a much different perspective. + + +Meanwhile, I branched out in other areas of my life due to the freedom I had gained. With a campus of several thousand people, despite the university’s more conservative reputation, it was no surprise that there was a student group for gay students. The GLBT Student Services office quickly became a regular haunt for me, and I began to meet up with other gay people close to my age on campus, working into a group of friends and possible dating pool more so than I had done in Boulder. It was from this group of friends that I first strongly felt the aversion many gay people have toward religion, Christianity in particular. + + +With such a large area of campus devoted to free speech, the Plaza outside the student center was regularly visited by ‘street preachers,’ men whose full-time job it was to travel the nation and witness to large groups of students at a time. They would stand or sit out in one place with a ring of students gathered around them answering questions, preaching gospel, and shouting themselves hoarse. Generally the types of fundamentalists I would see on TV, they were usually fairly harsh on students, accusing everyone of engaging in irresponsible drinking, premarital sex, and vague gender-roles. Men in pink shirts would get shouted at for not being masculine, and public displays of affection were cause for rude noises. + + +Many of the people in the GLBTSS office pounced on the opportunity to start an argument with these preachers and often, whole groups of gay people would band together against the lone Christian in a shouting match over the ethics of homosexuality or the legitimacy of the bible in today’s society. Both sides would hurl logical fallacies at each other and both would leave frustrated. I didn’t actually work up the courage to talk to one of the preachers until a few years later, but I would always go and watch whenever these squabbles would happen, curious as to the lack of civil discourse. +My own beliefs came into play more toward the end of my first semester of such freedom. By now, I had gone to the nearby Bible Superstore to pick up a different translation of the bible, one that would be easier to read, and started picking at it now and then. At the same time I got a little into Tarot cards and explored the system behind them, though that exploration didn’t last too long due to what I felt to be a rather large amount of information to memorize. Deep inside, though, things were certainly getting riled up: something about my current major did not agree with me. + + +It wasn’t just that I wasn’t doing well in my classes (a test that I felt that I had done well on would turn out to be a 30% score), but something didn’t feel right about the subject I was studying. I found, as I still do, the information absolutely fascinating and extremely pertinent in today’s world, but I felt that I wasn’t the one who should be working on it. For me the path seemed the incorrect one, like I was doing something that I knew I shouldn’t by studying in a field so close to other people’s physical bodies, something which I felt should not be my area of expertise. + + +After one semester, I changed my major to music, seeking music education. With my emphasis on the internal aspects of humanity, I thought that this was a better fit for me. The education portion of my degree would not only be more marketable than just music, but now I would be dealing with kids (my aim was to teach high school), something else that was important to me. My one big regret of being gay was that I wouldn’t likely have any children of my own. + + +This feeling of ‘correct fit’ when it came to my choice of major along with the direction my life was headed was the trailhead for the path of mysticism and religious study that would follow. Though that first year was vague in terms of beliefs and traditions, I feel that it was the beginning of a solidifying phase. My method of study – rather than my actual religion, of course – was gelling into a means of exploring traditions, religions, and spiritualities that was constructive for me, leading to the beginnings of my concept of synthesis which would become so important later on. I was a preschooler in learning how to learn. + +
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The Jewish morning prayers include a sentence that says, "My God, the soul (neshama*) you placed within me, she is pure." One can meditate upon this idea to develop self-esteem and to deepen one's sense of interconnectedness with all beings. It is a simple exercise. + +Imagine you have a pure light shining within. If you close your eyes, you can get a hint of this light glowing deep inside your being. Then say to yourself, No matter what I may feel about myself, I know that I have a pure soul. When we contemplate this affirmation for a while, we begin to feel a spark of inner peace. + +The next step in this practice is to gently acknowledge that every person we encounter has a pure soul. Every time we see someone, we say quietly to ourselves, There is a pure soul; there is another pure soul. Notice that the person could be sweet and amenable, or could have an abrasive personality. IT does not matter. The soul of every being is pure. If we continue this practice for everyone we meet, including those in whose presence we have negative feelings, the ways we relate to ourselves and to others will be dramatically affected. As simple as it may seem, this exercise opens our hearts. + +-- Rabbi David Cooper, God is a Verb, p. 106
+ +The experience I had with 'feeling enlightened' was a brief taste of this (neshama) I think, which came without form or practice (such as, say, this meditation), and thus came as rather a surprise to me. + +
+* Neshama is the middle level of the soul and the 'lowest' or 'closest' level that remains pure. In order from 'closest to the self' to 'closest to the divine', the levels of the soul are nefesh or physicality, ruach or emotional awareness, neshama or worthiness of character, chayah or awareness of unity, and yedidah or connection with the Divine. To give the rudest of summaries, one's soul begins in nefesh and, with maturation, is crowned by ruach. Neshama is experienced or gained through proper application and nurturing of the previous two levels (i.e.: healthy living and conscious action). Chayah is the realm of awareness of unity and enlightenment (not as what I experienced) as merging with God, and yedidah is our ultimate link with Ein Sof. This is an incredibly basic summary, and I'm hardly qualified to give it. I'm a third of the way done with one book on it :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1198.md b/lj-dump/L-1198.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3bf38ab9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1198.md @@ -0,0 +1,45 @@ +%title Manifesto - VIII +%date 2007-11-22 09:45:12 + +Publishing's a bunch of crap, and is made of ass and poo. Mulled wine makes things better. I'm still interested in hearing all of your stories about this same sort of stuff, though, so.. uh.. I encourage you to post them, too, and maybe something will happen from there. Now's your chance to be selfish and show the world how your path is the one true path. For you :3 + +This chapter was hard to write. Hard to remember all that stuff. There will be another explaining more later on. + +
Music I +Early musicianship – The subtleties in the art – A major in two halves – Counterfeits sell – Another change + +Some of my earliest memories are of listening to the music of my parents, making mix-tapes (I grew up in the 80’s, you see), and hearing new songs on the radio. Seeing my interest in the music around me, my parents agreed to put me in lessons for an instrument, and, from about age six through about fifth grade, I played the alto saxophone, all while maintaining interests in other instruments such as drums and keyboard. + +Music was, essentially, the closest thing I had to a ‘religion’ for a long time. I put religion in quotes because I do not mean that I had mystical experiences while playing the sax or that I believed strongly in any one particular thing about music (at that time), but that music was the thing that was constant in my life: lessons were church, recitals were special occasions to get dressed up for, and it was something that I had to think about in my daily life. + +It’s of little surprise, then, when I say that my interest in music continued throughout my life. After all, it began as a habit and stayed with me as one for a long time before I started to actually think about it in any sort of depth. It used to be that I would listen to music on repeat while doing homework, thinking I’d just have noise in the background, but I’d often find that I’d wind up anticipating what song was coming up next and trying to tie the whole of the album or tape together into a story. + +Music meant little to me in middle school, and I picked up the oboe then more as a way to attract attention to myself as the one that played that weird instrument that sounded more like a duck than a woodwind. High school, on the other hand, was the defining time for me, more by chance than anything else. I first signed up for classes so that I had seven periods of class and one off period in the middle of the day for lunch. On my third day at school, however, while eating lunch in the hallway with a friend from elementary school, several girls came up to us and basically bribed us into joining choir (their reasoning was that there were a lot of girls there, which didn’t interest me nearly as much as the music). + +Winding up in choir for that freshman year was, in retrospect, the original turning point of my life in the direction of music. Before that, I really had no idea of what I wanted to do with my life, other than the occasional vague notion of being a scientist of some sort. Through the four years of choir in high school (five choirs; seven if you count seasonal choirs), I developed a deep respect for some of the music we performed and began to ponder the music in a more conscious fashion. + +How, exactly, did one convey emotion through music? This became particularly pertinent when we performed music of different cultures. To western ears, the major scale (or at least major tonality) outlines a generally positive mood while tempo and dynamics are left to further that description. For example, a loud, fast, and major sounding song may suggest triumph or ecstasy, while a soft and slow major song can sound introspective – love is a big theme, of course. This leaves the minor scale for describing negative emotions, with similar modifications from tempo and dynamics. + +Looking at music from other cultures, however, provides a different glimpse. As a readily available example, much in the way of Jewish choral literature relies less on what melodic materials are used and more on articulation and other devices to determine whether a song is ‘happy’ or not. In other words, many Jewish choir songs sound distinctly depressing or sad to our western ears, though the texts are rather positive. + +As another example, I mentioned before that I’ve played with the dominant sonority, using it in ways that are not expected. A dominant function chord is one that, in western music, has a tendency to resolve in a certain way to the tonic, or primary key sonority, that is, it is usually seen as the second-to-last chord and over all sonority in most common practice period pieces, excepting of course the ‘amen’ of hymns. Though originally seen as dissonant, the dominant seventh chord became so ingrained into western music that it became strict taboo to not resolve it properly, or at least in a properly deceptive manner. It wasn’t until the late romantic era and into the jazz era that ‘improper’ uses of dominant seventh chords became commonplace. + +These are both examples of the effect of music on the mind of the listener. The composer plays with the direction of the music based on the listener’s expectations of what’s to come in the line of the song. In high school, though I’d begun composing, I was subconsciously trying to do just that. My earliest songs show some attempt at providing material that would sound unexpected without being totally out there. + +Once I got to college and settled into my music major, however, I began to come across more and more in the way of musical materials in my schooling. Though I started with Music Theory Fundamentals, I ended up building a strong core of musical knowledge from the ground up, and from the past to the present. This growing core of knowledge allowed me to explore further into my own musical style, but more than that, it provided growing concern in my major, though I had just switched recently. + +My goal up until that point was to major in music education as a way to stay in my desired major of music and wind up with a sure-fire job when I graduated. The more I dealt with the education department, however, the more I came in contact with the public education system and its philosophies, and the more I came in contact with those while building my musical knowledge-base, the more I wanted to get out. What I saw in the music department was incredible. I saw, for the first time, all of the ideas that I had in my head from choir in high school not only put into action, but also embodied in the other students that I met there, not to mention the teachers, who were and still are of great inspiration to me. + +In the public education system, however, I saw everything that I hated about my own public school experiences. Teachers are taught to act fake, to refrain saying anything about themselves that kids might pass on to their parents, and to fear, above all else, the power of parents and their litigious tendencies in today’s society. As teachers, we were expected to teach in the style sanctioned by whatever was popular, and what was popular was determined by what was making the most money for publishers at the time. My education classes contradicted a good portion of my knowledge of psychology, and a good portion of what I expected to be able to teach was denied to me. + +In particular, I felt that the direction in which my music education classes were heading was not where I wanted to head with my life. Specifically, the problems I had with music education had to do with the current trends in music and where they get their influences. The more I learned about the different styles of western music through the ages, the more I doubted the authenticity of what we sang in high school. Some of our music was genuine, true to its period or style, or unique in a way that offered a glimpse at something new. A healthy portion, however, was phony. Fake. Totally lacking in the soul and creativity that I saw in the other pieces we were performing. This was music that was written to fulfill a contract with a corporation, and it was the corporation, not the artists, the trends, and the times, that was deciding what was the correct music for our age group to be performing. This pseudomusic, as I later learned to call it, is easily taking over the industry, smothering students and leaving composers with little choice of what to write. This was not something I wanted to push on my students. + +Likewise, teaching methods were pushed with the same voracity in the music education practicum class I took. Orff, Dalcroze, and Kodaly systems were pushed and hyped without end, and we were encouraged to spend several thousand dollars on a course that would get us a certificate proclaiming us as followers of that one particular method. Such useless certifications for simply different ways of teaching music put a bad taste in my mouth + +With these doubts instilled about my future job, I began to question my true reason for wanting to be in the music education program. Sure, I wanted to give students the same joy that I had felt in singing an incredible piece, but I felt that that wasn’t the only reason for me wanting to be in front of a room full of students. A room full of singers is an instrument, and, as a budding composer, I felt that, were I not careful, I might start to see them as such and begin to push my own music on them. Of course, with this growing appreciation of music, I was terrified that along with my music would come my ideals, and here is where humility began to beat me over the head. Who was I to push around a room of students like that? I could bring them to see the same joy that I had felt, sure, but how would I feel expressing my opinions – as I knew I eventually would – in front of people who are just starting to form theirs? I wouldn’t be teaching so much as taking advantage. + +For a while, I tried to quell my horror at the public education system and to work around these doubts. I formulated the beginnings of my teaching philosophy in an attempt to keep the proper goals in mind, though I only finished it recently under encouragement from others. In short, my goal should not be to lead an excellent choir in beautiful concerts, or to provide an artistic outlet for students, or even to teach the fundamentals of music; my goal should be to encourage the future generations to become more complete and well rounded individuals with an appreciation not only for the arts of our culture, but of others around us – leading an excellent choir, providing an artistic outlet, and teaching fundamentals is only the path toward that goal, and the harder the students and I work toward that goal, the greater our accomplishments along the way will be. + +In an ideal world, that would be the case. The more I saw of the public education system, though, the more I was convinced that we were living in some world far, far from the ideal one, and I eventually started to look toward other avenues where I might help in other ways, eventually seeking to get into the composition major, a battle unto itself. + +
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long, homosexuality, Christianity, JudaismWhile my library of relevant books grew from the KJV Bible and the Principia Discordia, my interest in spiritualities continued to swell and, eventually, I began to read more into these different faiths. I came back time after time to the bible, however, having branched the collection out to a nice NIV copy, an Amplified copy (wherein whenever there’s a difference in a source material, it’s noted, and whenever there are multiple meanings for a word, they follow in parentheses), and several NKJV New Testaments from the Gideons on campus. My reasons for looking so keenly into the Bible were due in large part to the overwhelming presence of Christianity on campus, specifically in the music department. +Perhaps because it was so pertinent in my daily life in school, I was very interested in the ‘why’ of Christianity. Why did people focus so intently on this one book, take the words written in it so seriously? I had gleaned a good bit of information about the history and concepts from Muller’s The Sins of Jesus, and I had read a bit of the bible at this point – the apostles and about half the Torah – so I could see that there was indeed something there to be learned. My struggle, then, was to find agreement in what I saw in the actions of Christians with the dogma put forth in the Bible. + +There was, one spring, a preacher out on the Plaza named Johnny Square. He had the perfect voice for a contemporary evangelical, black preacher: smooth and reassuring with an almost sing-song tone to the important words which brought them out almost as much as the long pauses filling his speech did. Also, unlike the other preachers that usually came to campus, he encouraged one on one discussion, bringing with him a couple of PA speakers, a throat microphone for himself, and a microphone on a stand for whomever he was talking to. This idea of a public ‘one-on-one’ dialogue was something that intrigued me, as most other preachers were content to just shout at passers by from a central location, usually surrounded at a respectful distance by a ring of students listening, rarely participating. + +As I mentioned before, though, many of the people from the GLBT office were rather harsh with these preachers, and today was no exception: what began as a light argument about homosexuality as sin turned into each side throwing logical fallacies at each other mingled with insults. With this apparent stalemate, the folk from the GLBT office headed off to their classes and Mr. Square was left all worked up. + +For some reason I’m not sure of, I got up and went to the microphone. I had little idea of what I was going to talk about, other than I just wanted to make it a more constructive conversation than what had just taken place, perhaps as a means to show that not everyone from the office was so intent on attacking. Not really in the moment, I began by asking him how he was and a few basic questions more to stall for time before I brought up the idea of love in homosexual relationships. While I’m sure we talked for about half an hour or forty-five minutes, I really don’t remember much about the conversation except that, at one point, I mentioned that I would be willing to go to hell for the love that I’ve experienced in this life, to which the preacher responded, “Hell is the place where Jesus Christ is completely separated from you and absent from the whole of your existence.” + +This was, by far, the gentlest description of hell I’d heard, though depending on whom you ask, possibly the most devastating. Our own conversation reached a gentler stalemate soon after, though it was not without a few pieces of scripture – the standard statement from Leviticus regarding homosexuality included. Certainly not as exciting as the previous discussion, ours left us both feeling a little lighter, and he offered to meet with me over lunch the next day, though our conversation was rather shallow over that. + +What I took away from this experience was a few bits of confusion that I’m still thinking about today, all surrounding the definition of Christianity. Granted, such a thing is quite subjective and will change depending on whom you ask, I was left wondering about the connection between Christianity and Judaism. The two are obviously connected – the first five books of the Old Testament are the Jewish Torah, and, with the rest of the books in that collection, part of the Tanakh, the collected writings which, along with the Talmud and Midrash, serve as the basis of the religion. Jesus himself was a Jew, and the Jews played a major part in the story of his life. + +Separating the two, then, becomes a problem. There are a few obvious differences in teachings between the Old and New Testaments: in the former, God is shown to be quick to anger and, in his own words, “a jealous God;” while in the latter, he is put forth as a loving abba, or father figure. In Judaism, God talks the people of Israel through prophets, of which there are many, and many instances of groups of people prophesizing, while in Christianity, God is said to be manifest in the form of Jesus (basically – different denominations, different views on this), making Jesus more than just a prophet. Also, prayer is left to the individual, and, as a consequence, there are less in the way of prophets, not to mention the priest caste that had existed before. + +Another difference in the two is the amount and presentation of rules. It is said that there are 613 rules in the Torah that Jews must follow, and they are stated plainly, along with consequences. In the New Testament the rules are muddied and indistinct, though there are certainly commandments, and many of them show up not only in the form of parable, but only appear later in the writings of his followers, such as Paul. This, of course, brings into question the sources for each of these two traditions: for the older, there are the words of God brought to the people by way of the prophets, and in the latter, God spoke directly through Jesus, and the rest, to paraphrase Rabbi Hillel, is just commentary. + +These differences lead to the question of how does Judaism (in the context of the Old Testament) factor into Christianity? In the culture at the time, it would be easy to see Jesus as the next prophet, taken from an outsider’s perspective – an insider, of course, having the miracles on his side. With Jesus being a Jew in a Jewish culture, it’s easy to look at it that way, but obviously, things have changed – Christianity is now seen as a separate entity from Judaism, and most Jews certainly don’t consider Christians to be Jewish! With its focus on the Israelite community (the oft-quote Leviticus 18:22 is followed with, in the 29th verse paraphrased, “Whoever commits these acts will be cut off from the people”), what then does this mean for Christians who use this – obviously a cultural and spiritual influence in Jesus’ time – to condemn people today? Yes, in a later verse (Lev 20:13), it does say that the person who commits this act (a man laying with a man) is to be put to death if they’re in the house of Israel and defile the Lord’s sanctuary, but how does this fit in with today’s Christianity? I honestly am not sure whether the Old Testament is intended as the predecessor and basis behind Christianity or if it is actively considered part of the teaching. It seems to me that it depends on the Christian, and many opt for a combination of both – using portions such as those listed above as active principles in their faith while the others are simply set-and-setting for Jesus’ life. + +Even within the New Testament there are things that can be applied both as active principles and set-and-setting. For example, how does one deal with the concept of witnessing? The ‘against the hypocrites’ chapters in Matthew, the sixth and seventh, would seem contrary to what a lot of Christians do, but even later books, the Pauline Epistles in particular, seem contrary to this. Witnessing, it seems, should be done on a one-on-one basis with quiet humility according to what Jesus said, which seems contrary to the shouting preachers on the plaza, condemning us all to hell and praying before us. Perhaps this is why I enjoyed Johnny Square so much more than the others. What he held was more of a public dialog between him and one or two students at a time to talk about the issues at hand, rather than to make a spectacle of witnessing. + +These explorations are still new to me, despite having thought about them for so long now. I’m sure that answers will come to me in time and will bring with them all new questions. For now I’ll have to keep reading, and perhaps one of these days I’ll pluck up my courage again and talk to someone on the other side of the situation. I’m curious to see how both Christians and Jews feel about this issue, and I’m interested to see how they’ll react to being asked such a question. + +
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long, drugsSchool provided an ample distraction for me from my spiritual pursuits, but even so, I was still left with some free time to explore other interests. The internet still occupied much of my time, and through it, I found myself picking up a few different hobbies. As may be obvious by now, my attention does tend to wander from one topic to another fairly often and I’ve wound up with a good collection of stuff – both intangible knowledge and tangible items – related to all of these brief infatuations. However, I’d have to say that the thing that makes me happiest in the world is this exploration of the different corners of the universe and building my knowledge up higher and higher, as there is always still more and more to learn. + +In this way, I consider myself a hedonist, or at least rather selfish. I suppose by garnering all of this knowledge and related materials, I was, as Jesus put it, building up wealth (of a sort) in this life instead of working for the next. It felt good for me to build a wider and wider base of knowledge on which to build myself. It felt good to have tangible evidence of my skill, and to be able to demonstrate it. This, I think, is where the selfishness showed up – thought it did feel good to have all this, I felt rather bad in having it. It felt as though I was bragging, and continuously searching for new things to brag about. I still struggle with this, and I do my best to keep humility in mind. + +Along with this garnering of knowledge, I did my level best to cherish experiences and emotions as well. While it might be slightly contrary to the definition of hedonism, I didn’t do anything to avoid depression and pain to focus just on positive emotions and pleasure. Rather, when depression came up, I did my best to dissect the feeling both in an attempt to remedy it as well as cherish the feeling while it was there. With pain, I focused on the pleasure within it and toyed with finding descriptive words and phrases for it. A paper I found on my floor recently offers a glimpse of this: “Pain is the harsh light that illuminates our lives in a stark contrast of ups and downs; it is the gently persistent glow that brings color to our pleasure; we breathe pain – the scent of snow on the way in and the taste of blood on the way out, frigid to the core no matter how hot.” + +With these descriptions in mind, I began almost subconsciously to attempt to synaesthetically catalog my different emotions and sensations in terms of sensory responses. My early attempts back in high school described emotions and the thoughts tied to them as clouds of color in different locations within and surrounding my body. I think that, by attempting to picture the colors before I tried to decipher the emotions involved helped me to differentiate between separate and related emotions. As an example, I wrote, “when pondering [attraction], a luminescent fuchsia color that seems to be flowing in the right hemisphere of my brain; when thinking of [a significant other] and snuggling, a warm, earthy brown with a little bit of green in a pine-needle-ish pattern about a foot and a half in front of me and slightly to the left; tiredness is off-white everywhere and blind hopelessness is bright blue wrapped around my mind.” However, this exercise was rather draining, and I didn’t keep it up for long. + +This lust for experience and betterment eventually lead into exploration of drugs – I’ll be blunt; mind-altering substances is a nice phrase, but food and water are mind-altering substances – beginning with the obvious months of research on Erowid and like sites back in high school. Upon the way, I came across a page about Salvia divinorum and its effects, including a chapter from the book Pharmako/poeia by Dale Pendell. I purchased this book and skimmed through the amazingly poetic content (I even began writing in his style – if anyone remembers my ‘ally’ – while reading the book) all while still researching the interestingly bizarre plant that is Salvia. I finally worked up the courage to purchase some Salvia just to see what it was like. + +The third time was the charm, and also the most terrifying. The first two attempts at trying the plant resulted in little more than hypoxia, but, as I’d read, there was a bit of reverse tolerance – the drug got stronger as time went on. Never has anything instilled such fear in me, and, in time, such respect. While I had steered clear of drugs throughout high school, preferring instead to sit and watch from the sidelines as a girl in my world literature class freaked out on mushrooms, I only began to really respect them with this experience. + +What exactly happen sounds rather mundane and funny in retrospect: having smoked a little bit of the extracted plant material in an empty room, I was neatly destroyed before I even had a chance to exhale the first breath. I felt that I had lost nearly all sense of my ego, and I was clinging to what remained by the barest of threads while my room tried to eat it. Having fallen over on my side, the baseboard heater had become a mouth, the window a solitary eye, and the vast expanse of the empty room a muzzle and throat of some sort of beast emanating from my chest, intent on eating my ego and any lingering sense of self. With Salvia comes a certain gravity – it pulls back and to the right, for me – along with a rhythm of about two or three strikes a second, and this turned into a sensation of being caught in the maw of this beast while it struggled to dislodge me with its tongue in order to swallow. + +To be honest, I’m not sure how my deep sense of respect for such a powerful plant emerged from such a situation, other than perhaps the sense of ego-death caused by it. Also, it made me realize what a control freak I can be when it comes to my mind. My worst fear in the world at the time was insanity, of which I was given a brief glimpse. Part of, I believe, my trouble with that experience was the need to hold onto the strand of my ego throughout the process and not let it go. + +The next experience, that of psylocybe mushrooms, completely destroyed all of that. Salvia is a quick experiencing. From start to shaky baseline was likely no more than five or ten minutes. With mushrooms, I was clearly not myself for a good three or four hours, and was not back to baseline for another four hours after that. Sometime during this process, I started to break out in a mild case of hives, which, while you’re in the process of going crazy, does little to help the situation. While I had been pleasantly goofy before, I suddenly turned into a mess of fear and panic, getting stuck in a time loop in the bathtub, and spending half an hour writing to myself that I had just taken a psychoactive substance in order to convince myself that I was still sane. + +It was after this that my respect for Salvia grew even more. It took another year after the episode with the mushrooms, but I finally tried another psychoactive substance again, and this time, I let the herb steal away my ego, placidly going through a sort of ego-death in order to experience the rawer side of myself that is normally buried under the crust of the Self. While the imagery of the ‘trip’ was fairly standard – floating up through the branches of a limitless tree as the layers of my mind were laid bare to me – the deeper meaning struck me as a very introspective look at some of the parts of my mind that I don’t normally get to see. The next evening, I attended a Sufi zikr (‘dhikr’ depending on the tradition) ceremony with a very close friend in the music department, and I was tempted to ask for a mystical interpretation of the experience while the leaders of the ceremony engaged in a traditional interpretation of dreams. + +My explorations with other substances have also been introspective, but none so deeply. To take a phrase from Dale Pendell, they were, rather, ground-state training. I have toyed with large doses of caffeine and then fasted from it in order to take a look within myself and see what courses my thoughts take both on and off the substance. I have sought empathy in plants such as Kava kava, blue lotus, and pot, and found it in only limited qualities. I have toyed with the concept of addiction – something my mother warned me ran in the family – and intentionally gotten myself addicted to alcohol in order to see what the concepts of addiction and withdrawal mean to me, even to the point of having several of my friends worried for me (though I honestly feel that I’m a safer drinker than most college students – I drink often, yes, but rarely more than two drinks). Oddly, I tried to toy with the same thing with opium (in the form of poppy tea), but never found what was purported to be one of the most intense addictions. The whole experience was rather dull, really. The most comfortable ‘dull’ in the history of my life, yes, but dull. The other substance that one equates with addiction, tobacco, often makes me vomit, so I tend to stay away from it based on a more physical aversion. This ground-state training is more yogic than usual drug use, but certainly pertinent to my explorations. The poison path remains a part of my life. + +Of course, none of any of my hobbies came cheap: I’ve never been one to skimp on quality even when I’m hunting for bargains. Though I come from a rather affluent background, this gave me my first taste of debt, which, to be certain, has gotten rather out of hand as of late. As a result, I’ve gone through one of the more drastic lifestyle changes yet as of late: while I’ve tried to get rid of stuff before, I’ve never done so with as much abandon as I have now. When I began this change in my life to work way from my previous excess and my current comparatively ascetic lifestyle to a happy medium, I laid strict ground rules for myself – family tradition would hold little to no weight, personal value would be based more on how often I used the item in question, and I would not always try to sell for the highest price, for that would often result in the item not selling. Again, this was quite self-centered of me, intended to get me out of debt and into a comfortable life rather than to make me a more worldly person, but I feel that it has certainly contributed and will continue to contribute to constructive growth as a person. + +How does this tie into my personal faith? Well, I don’t suppose it does in a direct way, really. However, faith is not the only aspect in life, and other aspects do need to be taken into account. I think that this has all brought to me a grounding in the more tangible word that surrounds me as well as a clearer idea of how my mind and body work on a more basic level than any amount of introspection and reading can gain. While this spirituality business is certainly an important aspect of my life, of life on a whole, it is not all that one can focus on. There are bills to pay, I’ve found, both literally and figuratively, and one must work out the financial system before one engages in transactions. + +
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DrugsUh.. if you're at all interested in Salvia divinorum, due to a law being passed outlawing it in IL, there's a 20% off all Salvia products at http://www.iamshaman.com using the coupon code LASTDAYS07. The shop's great, trustworthy, and with the sale, affordable, so if you're into that thing, just letting you know.. + +
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Hehehe.. +

IMG_4297s
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
BAHAHHAHAHAHA.

Thank you, Merry :D:D:D:D:D
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sweet +Ranna Fox +9:52 +Yoooo. +Shanerak +9:55 +dook + +Ranna Fox +10:01 +How's it goin', ferret? +Shanerak +10:02 +not bad, kinda tired + +Ranna Fox +10:02 +Awr. Well, I guess it's midnight there.. +Shanerak +10:03 +Yeah + +Ranna Fox +10:13 +rrf.. sorry I missed your call and sorry I'm so distracted.. +Shanerak +10:14 +*shrugs* no big thing + +Ranna Fox +10:14 +Alrighty.. +Shanerak +10:17 +*flop* + +Ranna Fox +10:18 +*squeeze* How're you doin'? +Shanerak +10:21 +Oh, I'm alright +tight on money this month but otherwise good + +Ranna Fox +10:22 +Mmm? Anything in particular? +Shanerak +10:22 +*shrugs* heavy insurance and getting my parents that thousand bucks by christmas +but I'll be good for it + +Ranna Fox +10:23 +Alrighty.. I can help out some.. I'll drive you around and feed you for the trip ;.; +Shanerak +10:23 +Oh pff, the trip is fine + +Ranna Fox +10:24 +Heh, alrighty. Just making sure :o) +I'll cook you good food, and we'll have a grand old time on the cheap. +Shanerak +10:27 +word :3 +gonna get kine to hook me up with some pot too incase you're into that +gotta hit up the mountains + +Ranna Fox +10:27 +*snug* Yeah, definitely. Should be fun with you and him. +Shanerak +10:28 +mhm *curls* + +Ranna Fox +10:28 +*petpet* It'll be good to see you, anyway. +Shanerak +10:28 +Well of course it will :P +Nice to know I'll just be out there soon too + +Ranna Fox +10:31 +Mmhm. You're more fun to sleep with then a bundled up blanket. +Shanerak +10:31 +Haha yeah, and you than a pillow + +Ranna Fox +10:32 +I have the hardest time telling you that I love you, probably because of the whole waiting for you to move out here, but you know I love you, right? :oP +Shanerak +10:33 +Yeah +I guess it's weird since we're not in person, but it's obvious I would hope +that I love you.. back? +:3 + +Ranna Fox +10:34 +Hahaha, yeah, it's just been feeling like I've been holding back or something. Weird :o) +Shanerak +10:36 +Nah, it's all good +I have a hard time saying it too, I dunno +not because it's hard to say but because I said it a lot and I just feel like you already know anyway + +Ranna Fox +10:37 +Yeah, I do :o) I guess it's just been kind of a weird road through all this. +Shanerak +10:37 +Yep, but it's all good + +Ranna Fox +10:38 +Mmhm ^^ Anyway, as long as we're still good for the trip. :o) +Shanerak +10:39 +Of course :P +When I say short on money I mean I can't like.. go buy clothes and spend 200 bucks a week on meals and shit + +Ranna Fox +10:40 +Well, alright.. :o) +I'll still make you food :oP +Shanerak +10:42 +do it :3 + +Ranna Fox +10:42 +Korean food. And special brownies. +Shanerak +10:43 +anyway gotta sleep, foxo +*snugs* seeya later + +Ranna Fox +10:44 +*wrap* See ya ^^ +Sleep well. +Shanerak +10:45 +you too :> +10:45 +Shanerak disconnected + +
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The words from the second movement.
+NARRATOR +With Amen on my lips, I approach +Your presence, Father. Not with fear, +But with a certain respectful fury. +Do You not recognize my voice? +I am that part of Man You made +To suggest his immortality. +You surely remember, Father?—the part +That refuses death, that insists on You, +Divines Your voice, guesses Your grace. +And always You have heard my voice, +And always You have answered me +With a rainbow, a raven, a plague, something. +But now I see nothing. This time You show me +Nothing at all. + +Are You listening, Father? You know who I am: +Your image; that stubborn reflection of You +That Man has shattered, extinguished, banished. +And now he runs free—free to play +With his new-found fire, avid for death, +Voluptuous, complete and final death. +Lord God of Hosts, I call You to account! +You let this happen, Lord of Hosts! +You with Your manna, Your pillar of fire! +You ask for faith, where is Your own? +Why have You taken away Your rainbow, +That pretty bow You tied round Your finger +To remind You never to forget Your promise? + +“For lo, I do set my bow in the cloud ... +And I will look upon it, that I +May remember my everlasting covenant ...” +Your covenant! Your bargain with Man! +Tin God! Your bargain is tin! +It crumples in my hand! +And where is faith now—Yours or mine? + +Forgive me, Father. I was mad with fever. +Have I hurt You? Forgive me, +I forgot You too are vulnerable. +But Yours was the first mistake, creating +Man in Your own image, tender, +Fallible. Dear God, how You must suffer, +So far away, ruefully eyeing +Your two-footed handiwork—frail, foolish, +Mortal. +My sorrowful Father, +If I could comfort You, hold You against me, +Rock You and rock You into sleep. + +SOPRANO SOLO AND BOYS’ CHOIR +Yit’gadal v’yit’kadash sh’me raba, amen … + +NARRATOR +Rest, my Father. Sleep, dream. +Let me invent Your dream, dream it +With You, as gently as I can. +And perhaps in dreaming, I can help You +Recreate Your image, and love him again. +
+ +
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Forest
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Happy Repeal day :D:D:D:D:D:D:D

From
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Two hew too, +More who chew, +Mort threw pew, +We pan rats. + +Cows are wet, +We are set, +More we met, +None too hot. + +Sent pants east, +Sent tar west, +Sent newts north, +We won Earth. + +Ra has toes, +Now Joseph sews, +The actor mows, +Poets, no tact.
+ +In other news, Brendon loved When David Heard, especially the 18 part divisi. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1220.md b/lj-dump/L-1220.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cd9a7772 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1220.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-12-07 08:47:41 + +Oh.. and sorry I missed everyone's calls tonight. Kinda.. 20 page paper due tomorrow :D:D Finished now, at least. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1221.md b/lj-dump/L-1221.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dd2aa6d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1221.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-12-07 21:40:58 + +
sweet +(12:25:43 PM) Ranna Fox: Do ok.,
(12:25:51 PM) Shanerak: chirp
(12:26:08 PM) Shanerak: gmail aim ftw
(12:26:16 PM) Ranna Fox: Hahaha, rock on :3
(12:28:39 PM) Shanerak: what's up?
(12:29:05 PM) Ranna Fox: Not a whole lot. Watching Flight of the Concords. You?
(12:29:51 PM) Shanerak: awesome
(12:29:51 PM) Shanerak: workin
(12:30:41 PM) Ranna Fox: Yeh.
(12:30:50 PM) Ranna Fox: It finally snowed last night, and it got all cold, so..
(12:31:00 PM) Shanerak: rolling around in the snow
(12:31:04 PM) Ranna Fox: May want to bring warm stuff.
(12:31:11 PM) Ranna Fox: Oh yeah. We can do that.
(12:31:14 PM) Shanerak: I will
(12:32:45 PM) Shanerak: do you have a bathtub
(12:33:03 PM) Ranna Fox: Yes :3
(12:33:07 PM) Shanerak: werd
(12:33:15 PM) Ranna Fox: Not very big, but oh well.
(12:33:52 PM) Shanerak: just wondering :>
(12:34:30 PM) Ranna Fox: Hehe, alright :o)
(12:34:45 PM) Ranna Fox: I also have amaaaazing bath soap body wash stuff.
(12:36:06 PM) Shanerak: hmm
(12:36:11 PM) Shanerak: I'm bringing incence and stuff btw
(12:36:45 PM) Ranna Fox: I can dig it.
(12:37:01 PM) Shanerak: yeah nowhere to use em so
(12:37:06 PM) Shanerak: figure I'll leave them out there, lol
(12:37:17 PM) Ranna Fox: Heh, alright. I'll keep 'em around.
(12:39:21 PM) Shanerak: raemuz is bugging me to hang out
(12:39:42 PM) Shanerak: told him maybe saturday or something?
(12:40:01 PM) Ranna Fox: Sure, I suppose. Don't have any real plans.
(12:41:16 PM) Shanerak: none here either
(12:41:18 PM) Shanerak: oh!
(12:41:22 PM) Shanerak: washer and drier?
(12:41:30 PM) Ranna Fox: Yeh, one set per floor.
(12:41:33 PM) Shanerak: cool
(12:41:41 PM) Ranna Fox: They're fairly cheap, too.
(12:41:47 PM) Ranna Fox: Though the drier takes forever.
(12:41:53 PM) Shanerak: werd
(12:43:45 PM) Shanerak: what do you want for christmas anyway
(12:43:53 PM) Ranna Fox: Christ...mass?
(12:44:02 PM) Shanerak: massive christ
(12:44:51 PM) Ranna Fox: Uh.. I dunno. Just getting money from parents :oP
(12:44:55 PM) Ranna Fox: New shoes? :oP
(12:45:19 PM) Shanerak: werd
(12:45:25 PM) Ranna Fox: Heh, I dunno.
(12:45:34 PM) Ranna Fox: I've got stuff for you already :oP
(12:45:47 PM) Ranna Fox: Anyway, I gotta go turn in that stupid huge-ass paper.
(12:45:53 PM) Shanerak: naked mongoose
(12:45:57 PM) Shanerak: is your present o_o
(12:46:03 PM) Ranna Fox: Murrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
(12:46:06 PM) Ranna Fox: I'd hit it :3
(12:46:08 PM) Shanerak: a fat one
(12:46:09 PM) Shanerak: I bet
(12:46:11 PM) Shanerak: get workin
(12:46:13 PM) Shanerak: seeya
(12:46:22 PM) Ranna Fox: Hehe, see ya :D
(12:46:24 PM) Shanerak: and love you :3
(12:46:32 PM) Ranna Fox: :D:D:D:D:D
(12:46:35 PM) Shanerak: lol
(12:46:36 PM) Ranna Fox: Love you too :o)
(12:46:39 PM) Shanerak: seeya + +
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8.3 The Doctrine. Although Confucianism is part of the three religions that form the traditional heritage of China (with Taoism and Buddhism), it is legitimate to question its being a religion in the common, however inadequate, sense of the term. Superficially, it does not seem to be one, for its enterprise appears to be the demythologization of Chinese beliefs: supernatural beings are made into virtues, heaven stops being a god, being made into a mere principle that warrants order, and so forth. In a certain sense, Confucius' criticism of traditional religion had much in common with the Buddha's critique of Hindu beliefs and practices; yet in sharp contrast with the latter, it did not at all concern the "salvation" of human beings, for the simple and basic reason that it in no way occurs to Confucius that there is anything in social life to be saved from, nor consequently anyone to be saved. "When one is unable to serve human beings, how can one serve spiritual beings?" says one aphorism, clearly meaning that one is to abandon any pursuit of an invisible reality. "When you do not know life, how would you know death?" is meant to discourage whoever has any inclination toward the mysteries of afterlife. + +In contrast to Buddhism, which developed a powerful organization based on a hierarchy of monks and laypeople, Confucianism did not have priests. The performers of rituals were the same ju, or bureaucrats, who filled, by state examination, the openings in the imperial administration, bot central and provincial. Our term "religion" does not immediately seem to apply to this formal cult mechanically performed by nonpriests for divinities toward which they do not aspire. + +[...] Logic did not interest Confucius any more than mythology. His main concern was to discover the Middle Way (Tao) in human society and in individual actions, the Way that would guarantee the balance between the will of the earth and the will of heaven. "Heaven" here, it should be carefully stated, was not a divinity, but a universal and omnipresent principle, hidden and undefinable, whose operations "are noiseless and odorless." + +If Confucianism pursues some form of "salvation," this is not religious soteriology. Confucians do not have a negative worldview, like Buddhists or Christians; they do not understand immortality, like Taoists, as something one may individually acquire, but as a goal naturally attained by the succession of many generations; they do not have a direct, however painful and problematic, relation with God like Jews, and do not tremble before the will of heaven like Muslims before Allah. Confucianism does not assign human beings any other objective than the pursuit of the excellency of their humanness (jen yi) by the correct and proper accomplishment of their social duties (li). The foundation of Confucianism is summarized in the aphorism: The father must be a father, and the son a son. + +Human society is supposed to be regulated by a movement, educational in intent, that goes from the top to the bottom and corresponds to paternal love (for a son) and by an opposite movement of reverence that goes from the bottom to the top and is tantamount to filial piety. This is the only Confucian duty whose absoluteness nearly shows a trace of passion, for otherwise gentlemen indiscriminately abhor passions. A breach of the rule of piety (toward one's family, one's superior, one's homeland, one's chief of state, etc.) is the only Confucian definition of sacrilege. Historians of the Far East had a tendency to emphasize, after World War II, that such a paternalistic ideology could perhaps degenerate more readily than others into blind obedience to the interests of a totalitarian state. + +-- The HarperCollins Concise Guide to World Religions. Eliade, Mircea and Couliano, Ioan P.
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IMG_4328
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
...But this fox licks rocks.
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Hank
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Hank wishes you a merry Christmas, if you'll just leave him alone and quit taking pictures.
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IMG_4357
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
I got me some proper shaving implements. Now to learn how to use them. So far, I've just given myself razor burn without actually removing much in the way of hair. I dunno if they're sharp enough.
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Irrational + +
+* This applies mostly to OASOS, but also to school. Basically, I felt like, as Samir put it, an extra. Someone who is easy to hang around, but only for three hours a week. And it's understandable, I suppose, since I feel like I can barely stand myself, that I project this view onto others. It felt like I was just being put up with at group; I felt like a duty that had to be seen to - please watch Matt while he's out, so that he doesn't do anything stupid. I know this is probably fairly irrational, but I'm not a rational being, really. Also, Kris brought up a good point in small group about poly relationships and, specifically, some ideas on boundries. Should discuss both of these issues with Michael. (I know I'm not supposed to communicate via LJ, but I'm dead tired) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1230.md b/lj-dump/L-1230.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c0985c4d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1230.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Savory Mandu +%date 2007-12-30 03:47:36 + +

Savory Mandu
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Gyoza, potstickers, dumplings, etc. I'm using the Korean name, 'cause these are filled with beef, kimchi, and mushrooms :o9 I'll post more about 'em in .
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The first article title on the page is the name of your band.

2. http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four words of the very last quote is the title of your album.

3. http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/
The third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4.Use your graphics programme of choice to throw them together, and post the result as a comment in this post (optional) + + + +I added orton, because the text looked bad and that was the lazy way to fix it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1239.md b/lj-dump/L-1239.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..19f373a1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1239.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Bleh. +%date 2008-01-05 23:51:26 + +Finished the arrangement of Probatare Amicitiae. Kontakt sounds are depressing, but oh well. + +Up on soundclick \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-124.md b/lj-dump/L-124.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c2d57da4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-124.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-04-15 17:08:09 + +Passing out early again. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1240.md b/lj-dump/L-1240.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bbd7fbbe --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1240.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-08 08:24:30 + +God damnit, Eliza, I wish you worked like a normal person. Grr. + +I don't actually feel like writing about it - just wanted to show off my Maître D'Fox.. I'm sorry, Andrew, I had too ;.; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1241.md b/lj-dump/L-1241.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..476316b8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1241.md @@ -0,0 +1,19 @@ +%title Way behind. +%date 2008-01-09 02:18:28 + +I'm really far behind John on all this. + +John, my downstairs neighbor, runs a recording business on the side, being primarily a programmer for HP's Open Source dev team. Merging the two, he came up with the idea to keep all of his projects for Audio Intuition on his huge-ass RAID array using SVN, a type of version control (it works by checking out a copy of whatever's in the repository, letting you edit it, then committing the changes to the repository after making note of the changes, so that you can revert to an old version if you screw up, sorta like Wikipedia). I listened to all his woes on getting that to work, such as finding a way to do suitably small binary diffs and a few scripts to keep everything orderly and whatnot without even thinking of how useful it all really is. + +I, meanwhile, struggled with USB drives (surprisingly easy to lose), having multiple computers, needing to bring stuff to school, and all sorts of problems. + +Which, oddly enough, are easily fixed by just LISTENING TO JOHN. + +Now, all of my scores will be under SVN that only I can access on an outside, regularly backed up server. This means, whenever I want to work on a score, I need only check it out from the repository on whatever computer I want*, work on it, commit it, and then, when I access it (via checking out the file from SVN) from any other computer*, it will be as I last worked on it. No more worrying about drive failures, losing my USB keys, anything like that :D + +Of course, in the process of setting it up, I realized that I had only 901MB free on my MacBook, which was strange - I was using only about 20GB of a 75GB drive. Apparently, FileVault took a holiday and stopped reclaiming free space when I logged out. Again, John helped by finding a tool that would look at the disk image FileVault makes and forces a space reclamation. If ever you need it: 
hdiutil compact username.sparseimage
Of course, you need to be logged in as someone else (which, in my case, meant creating a new user) because the image is mounted when you're logged in as yourself. Think of it as defragmenting a file, which sometimes pretends to be a hard drive. + +All this because I finally got Sibelius working on my laptop. + +
+* Where 'computer' is defined as a Windows or Mac (I have yet to see if Sibelius will work in Wine) box with both some form of SVN and Sibelius. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1242.md b/lj-dump/L-1242.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6d85ba8a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1242.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Alright. +%date 2008-01-10 19:51:19 + +The white razor is getting retired to a stage prop. Every time I shave with it, I end up looking like I just got in a knife fight. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1243.md b/lj-dump/L-1243.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..260121f3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1243.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-11 00:49:31 + +After spending the day fighting with creating a new image for the D630s we got at the library, I've decided that, nice as he was, my previous supervisor really did not like his job. NONE of his code is commented at all, and the code that previous students have written is clumsy and comments usually apply to code that my previous supervisor commented out and rewrote. The guy who used to do all the imaging is graduating, and, having worked primarily with my previous supervisor, picked up the habit and didn't comment any of his code, nor document the rather involved process of image making at the library. I've decided that, once I get the D630s and Optiplex 330s out, I'm going to make it my task to not only relearn VBScript and possibly rewrite all these code tools, but to document the entire process of both making an image and imaging a computer. + +I was looking into formats to do this in, as I'm sick of my workplace's reliance on Word - any ideas? Both LaTeX and Compiled HTML Help have been suggested - I would prefer the former, but don't think anyone would even want to touch it after I graduated, and while I dislike the latter, it would certainly be easier to update and more commonly used. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1244.md b/lj-dump/L-1244.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7d3e8bbf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1244.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-12 21:27:16 + +Fffff. + +Work gave me a deadline of Monday for three rather large projects. In today, probably tomorrow too D: Oh well, s'money. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1245.md b/lj-dump/L-1245.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4269c895 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1245.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I am all that is MAN! +%date 2008-01-13 21:15:02 + +Yesterday, I totally fucked up the public profile in the library (sorry, perverts, didn't mean to mess with your scheduled porn viewing). Today, I fixed it. I'm just that amazing c.c + +Then again, I'm also working on a sunday D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1246.md b/lj-dump/L-1246.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..76b65d52 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1246.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title Arrangements +%date 2008-01-14 00:58:37 + +Put together a list of songs that I wouldn't mind doing as vocal or choral arrangements. I wonder how hard it is to get permission to arrange a song :oP + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1247.md b/lj-dump/L-1247.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..595d4ca5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1247.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-14 07:02:27 + +Ranna kinda embarrassed to say, but he read a whole shitload of stuff on unassisted childbirth last night, too - Merry went through it, and posted a link + about it - which made him rather frustrated. S'the only thing he really HATES about being gay c.c +Kanja squeeze. c.c +Ranna wraparound mink. Oh well. Will live :3 +Kanja says, "Could always adopt!" +Ranna nods, s'true! Thinks.. er.. well, it's more like gender dysphoria than anything. Sure, he'd like to be a dad, but.. fff. Sometimes really wants to + be a mom c.c +Kanja certainly can understand that. Thinks he's said before he identifies more as female, sometimes to the point that it hurts to not be. +Ranna nodnods. Most of the time he just feels like he's being left out of about half of everything, what with gender roles. Whenever he gets to thinking + about parenthood, though, it gets kinda crazy like that c.c +Kanja nodnods. ;.; +You yerf, "Nevermind the sexual aspect of it :oP" +Ranna oh well. Spent most of last night reading about homebirths and watching videos and whatnot. Then freaked out about his cat :oP +Kanja hee. Had a dream once, long ago, of being female and having sex. Stuck with him all these years in detail because it was an extremely vivid dream, + and he's never forgotten the sensation of /feeling/ someone inside, from the female end of things. c.c It was an odd dream. +Ranna nodnods! Has a lot of.. ur.. hypnogogic thoughts like that - right at the edge of sleep. Still, he rather likes his penis, and penis in general, so + though he may feel rather like a straight girl, he'll probably just stick with gay guy c.c +Kanja hee. c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1248.md b/lj-dump/L-1248.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..849fbe36 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1248.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-15 07:51:07 + +So. Today about made me blow up. + +When I got into work, I was surprised to see my coworker there, which was good, because he's the one that I'm brain-picking when it comes to building an image. Being nearly done, all I had to do was change the HALs on the two images (desktop and laptop) so that they would work on all the destination computers. He told me to just use the 'standard one'. Well, the Standard HAL that windows ships with is very, very basic, and after I switched to it, both imaging machines refused to boot properly. Neat. I about shot my coworker in the face. Not even last known good config worked on them. So all that time I spent on friday and over the weekend was basically for naught, and I had to start from where I had taken a presysprep image on Friday morning and still get both projects finished today, not exactly leaving me time to finish the third. I got the desktop finished, the laptop mostly finished, and the third project defragged and prepped for sysprep when my supervisor broke the imaging server. I took this as a sign to go home. + +Only to find that my fooling around with hdiutil to fix my laptop had mostly just made it refuse to mount properly. This means that the laptop booted fine, but it would basically fail to mount my home directory (actually an encrypted sparse image) without telling me so, leaving me with no error message or anything. I've just now finally got it mounted in single user mode and I'm currently backing all my data up, just in case it still refuses to mount properly. + +Fucking computers. They may have solved a few problems, but they certainly made a whole lot more. + +EDIT: Finally mounted properly. Yeesh. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1249.md b/lj-dump/L-1249.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4384bace --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1249.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Oh jeez @.@ +%date 2008-01-16 04:53:57 + + + +D:D:D:D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-125.md b/lj-dump/L-125.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..078aef9c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-125.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-04-16 05:11:51 + +Slept from six to six. Still tired. Today, however, they're giving us free breakfast if we wear pajamas (which I am) and a free lunch for seniors (which I am). Copious amounts of food! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1250.md b/lj-dump/L-1250.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bfe00dbe --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1250.md @@ -0,0 +1,34 @@ +%title Why some people drive me nuts. +%date 2008-01-16 08:14:41 + +Vexus growls softly, "Makyo" +(That's me.) +You yerf, "Vexus." +Vexus growls softly, "I need to know of a good camera that has very high light sensitivity for taking fast snapshots, or multiple snapshots in a row, digital, know of anything?" +And before I even have a chance to parse this sentence... +Skylos softly barks, "My canon 20D is excellent at that, Vexus, with my 50mm F/1.4 lense." +Vexus growls softly, "Let me guess it costs $400 too" +Okay, whatever. I'll try to be nice and go along with the conversation +You yerf, "I'm afraid you get what you pay for, Vex." +Skylos naws, "the lense costs $300. +Skylos softly barks, "the camera body is more like $1000, last I remember." +Vexus :| +Maybe I just don't type fast enough, what with bothering with spelling and grammar, so I'm still explaining my situation. +Makyo lucked out because Ogg was selling his camera body. Got that and lenses used. +Grynn waaaaaaants that lens. Grabby paws at f/1.4 +Skylos has taken pictures in the dark with this lense and it works. :) +Grynn has f/1.8, which is nice, but he waaaaaaants AF f/1.4 for his Nikon D70. +Skylos softly barks, "1600 iso setting with F/1.4 and there doesn't seem to be anything you can't shoot." +Standard Vexus behavior follows - annoying, but harmless enough. +Vexus clubs Skylos and takes the camera >.> <.< +Skylos yelps! +Grynn tackles Vexus and steals the camera. +This is his thing: due to family situations and health problems, he's low on money. +Vexus growls softly, "You got money!" +Vexus tasers Grynn! +Evidence of how fucking tired I am of this coming up over and over again. +Makyo spits. +Jesus fucking Christ. And he's serious! Fffff. +Skylos softly barks, "well, yah, thats 'cause I'm a highly paid computer professional." + +Never mind that Vexus asked me, no matter how annoying that gets, sometimes; never mind that I try to keep in mind that other people are actually completely separate entities that I should be nice to most of the time; never mind that SKYLOS IS FUCKING JOBLESS... Guh, I can't even begin to articulate just how Skylos bugs the shit out of me. I've been telling people that he's 'everything I hate about myself, and proud of it,' which is true: he's a jack of all trades and tries to impose that on others, he forgets that other people exist in the world, and he's outwardly proud of accomplishments that only mean so much. This isn't the whole of it, though, and I'm not sure I really know just yet what is. Needless to say, I'm washing my hands of the Nurple for a while, if I can't get along with some of the people there, no matter how many others I'm fine with. I can page them. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1251.md b/lj-dump/L-1251.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..071a64f8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1251.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-19 18:54:57 + +Qwest's + +Website + +Is + +AWFUL. + +I've repeatedly been told to 'try again later' or to 'contact customer support' (helpfully with no means to actually contact customer support). The real kicker is that my email address is, according to them, not a valid email address. What the hell? I have never seen such a poorly designed website that is intended to be used by so many people. + +EDIT: Upon talking with customer support, I've been informed that 'the error is with your data rather than with our systems.' 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minidrive
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
So tiny @.@ Smaller than the last digit of my pinky finger.

I think I'm gonna make it into my secure drive. Keep my keyring on there, along with installations of GPG that I download and check myself, so I know I'm not dealing with a compromised installation. Still have to worry about key loggers, I guess. I don't really have any need for such security, but it's a neat little idea. Also, thinking of doing up my will like . Again, I don't really have any need to - it's just such a neat idea :3
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1258.md b/lj-dump/L-1258.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ee922824 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1258.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-01-31 03:24:26 + +Holy crap. + +http://www.neatorama.com/2008/01/29/thx-for-the-eyes/ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1259.md b/lj-dump/L-1259.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2714c330 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1259.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-01 02:46:15 + +Saying our internet connection is 'shaky' is like saying William Shatner is 'getting old'. + + +Apologies to those involved. I'm doing the best I can to keep this shit from happening all the time, but technology is no longer on our side. If this were in my apartment, it'd be much easier to manage, and honestly, I'm tempted to just sign myself up for Comcast. Let me know what y'all think. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-126.md b/lj-dump/L-126.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..db96d65c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-126.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title I suppose a real entry is in order. +%date 2004-04-18 11:34:58 + +Thursday: Sucked. Nothing spectacular, just suckage. Well.. nothing except for the entirety of what remained of the latin class hitting on the substitute. Except for me, who just sort of felt vaguely sorry for her. + +Friday: Didn't suck quite so much. I had most of the 'problems' from wednesday worked out by then, so mostly I was just goofy. It was a long assembly that day for underclassmen voting and the first senior bbq, where Shannon and I pointed at Ryan until he noticed (and then some after), whereupon I drove Shannon, Maria, Ryan and Kiran to Wendy's for real burgers (instead of Cream of Meat that was being served at the bbq). While there, Kiran and Ryan pitched in to get me some food, since I was broke. Gas has gotten so expensive that I've had to ask for my allowance early these past few times around just to pay to get myself to my dad's and back. At $35 - $40 a tank, I'm definately going to have to start charging people for rides, or cut down on being nice c.c + +After school, I got sucked into AMC, then having Ryan, Andrew, Matt D., and Nicku over for Azumanga Daioh, olives, and Double Shots. I herded everyone out of the house by the time Shannon and my mom showed up, and we headed over to Tra Ling's for good/bad chinese food (it's oh so good, but how well can mexicans cook authentic chinese food?) and coffee with bobas, which I shot at people on the walk to AA. AA itself was fun, despite the fact that all we watched was Pokemon (imagine a group of thirty actively MST3King a bad anime). There was sketching and hacky sack. + +Saturday: I moped, then went out to coffee with Michael. We worked out a few more things, then decided, over pizza, that we would go see Kill Bill 2, which I thought was very good. I think we both thought it was good, since there was very little in the way of distractions. + +Today: I'm angry. I read the paper. Go figure. Mom made me plant some flowers and stuff, while being all patronizing and condescending about it. Supposedly, there's a concert later on, but I don't know what it's gonna be like. Whatever. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1260.md b/lj-dump/L-1260.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..76361ca2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1260.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title D: +%date 2008-02-05 03:40:55 + +Dog movies always make me cry. + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1261.md b/lj-dump/L-1261.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c4705062 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1261.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-06 05:38:47 + +Finally got a relatively real site up. I know the logo's hard to read D: + +http://drab-makyo.com/ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1262.md b/lj-dump/L-1262.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..814a9ba8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1262.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-07 07:00:56 + +Maybe this time I'll actually complete a Django site. Of course, I'll be stuck testing it on my laptop until I figure out what to do about a server. I've got a few options in mind. I'm still amazed at how useless JavaScript can be when you try to do everything (almost) in it. Oh well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1263.md b/lj-dump/L-1263.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f92f0070 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1263.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-10 02:37:31 + +
      
other things are love
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+ +Yep. + +Waiting on John so I can make my website live. The Django stuff is all done, the design's all done, I'm mostly prepped.. just need to populate the DB :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1264.md b/lj-dump/L-1264.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e0d95cb5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1264.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Fffuh. +%date 2008-02-11 06:18:50 + +Well, it's finally up, albeit only about a quarter complete. + +http://www.drab-makyo.com \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1265.md b/lj-dump/L-1265.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..21168d56 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1265.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-13 07:50:21 + +Fffffffluffelwkjfoisklfnelkasnfd + +Yeah. Got the site all updated - my whole musical portfolio is on there now :3 Not much else, but hey, at least I got the embedded flash player working. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1266.md b/lj-dump/L-1266.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..579ff287 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1266.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title Wish list for cycling '08 +%date 2008-02-15 02:48:55 + +Everything that's in stock can be gotten at cost + 10%, so the prices won't be correct.. + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1267.md b/lj-dump/L-1267.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c05d0246 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1267.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-16 01:24:43 + +So I updated the list to with prices and a few changes after dragging Shannon down to Loveland to visit the store. The total of stuff that I got prices on is about $130, which is a bit much, so maybe I'll leave some stuff out for now like the Aerobars. And get a helmet instead. + +Of course, this isn't for two weeks.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1268.md b/lj-dump/L-1268.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..38a005a9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1268.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Boof. +%date 2008-02-17 06:21:17 + +Wrote another Django app today. It's neat how a program can go from conception to tested and working in about 24 hours. Maybe I'm weird, but I like frameworks, in that they get out of your way. The part I dislike is just populating the database :oP + +So, if anyone's interested in a log-keeper (as in, logs of chats or online RP sessions), I'll post it somewhere, though it's nothing special. It's kinda geared towards furries, or at least fantasy settings, what with the 'species' attribute.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1269.md b/lj-dump/L-1269.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a49b7102 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1269.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Whelp. +%date 2008-02-18 05:05:35 + +Sold the guitar and the recumbent. Just listed the enlarger on ebay. + +I've still got some crap if people want to buy it :D:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-127.md b/lj-dump/L-127.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..30b72298 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-127.md @@ -0,0 +1,128 @@ +%title Notes. +%date 2004-04-18 20:19:38 + +moondogdragon: HYPOTHETICALLY... If I were to be dating someone else from group, and you and they are both there. Shall I split my time between y'all or just one person has that day? or ignore them completely? ignore you? not really pay attention to either? or what? +RannaFox: Hmm.. +moondogdragon: I've been thinking about it a few days so I've had time to make it as complicated a question as possible +RannaFox: Hee. +moondogdragon: ^_^ +moondogdragon: but I thought it was good for me to ask +moondogdragon: basically... how should I act if my 2 mates are there at the same time? +RannaFox: It's an odd situation.. I'd say ignore me, but then group's the only way I get to see you anymore (by the way, I have next friday off, if we want to do something), I'd say split it, but you'd need to discuss that with the other person, and I'd still feel bad for keeping you from them half the time. I'm not sure how paying equal attention to both would work.. +moondogdragon: neither would I +moondogdragon: hmm... +moondogdragon: I dont want you to feel like I'm abandoning you though +RannaFox: I'd prefer not to feel that way either c.c +moondogdragon: exactly +moondogdragon: *sigh * +moondogdragon: so complicated +RannaFox: Yeah. +moondogdragon: sorry for pulling you into this shit like this +RannaFox: S'okie. Just kinda confusing. +moondogdragon: this is why most polys only date other polys and not monogamists +moondogdragon: lol +RannaFox: Well, we didn't know when we started out. And I don't know, I might like poly.. +moondogdragon: I should ahve told you before we started out, and I don't know if you'd like it or not +moondogdragon: you have to have little to no jelousy +RannaFox: Jealousy is a vile emotion. I wish I were rid of it, but I can only change as fast as I live. +moondogdragon: yeah I know + +Ranna: Hmm. Opinion. Moondog's polyamorous, and was asking about a hypothetical situation wherein she was dating someone else at group, and we were both there at once. I don't know how I'd feel about this. +Jackal: I know how I'd feel. LOL +Jackal: Then again, I'm selfish, you're not. +Jackal: So uh... +Ranna: *throttles* Telllll meeeee. +Jackal: I dunnae. I always thought it would suck to be in love with a polyamorous person. I mean, they get to be like, "Oh hey! I have a crush on this person! I should date them", meanwhile, you sit in a corner and wonder when it'll be your turn while probably being jealous of the other person +Jackal: I mean, it's relatively no stress upon the polyamorous. But for the other two, it could be horrible +Ranna: Sounds like me. +Jackal: At best, they'll have to constantly yearn for the subject's love and attention. Meanwhile, the polyamorous knows that both are basically their slaves +Jackal: Ah well. That's one thing that I don't like. But that's me +Ranna: I don't like it either, but I like Moondog. +Jackal: That one person had good advice... set conditions. +Ranna: Kris. +Jackal: Personally, I would break up with the person. I would love them, yes, but I wouldn't want to be "one of their toys". +Ranna: Merp, forgot you were there :o) Anyway, I did, and told Moondog, but the issue of both of us going to OASOS is a hard one. +Jackal: Aye +Jackal: You'll give yourself selflessly to him, and get a "dose" in return, knowing that the other would get the same? +Jackal: Ack. Sorry... this is one of my pet peeves, apparently. LOL +Ranna: It's one of mine too, but I don't know what else to do. The thought of breaking up crossed my mind, and the thought of matching him partner for partner crossed my mind, but that still wouldn't be fair to the others. +Jackal: I dunno. I could only give you the advice to break up, because this kind of relationship could end up really hurting you. But that's my view +Jackal: But if you really think about it... aren't most people "polyamorous"? +Jackal: Supported by the main cause of divorce being "infedelity"... +Jackal: Dunnae +Ranna: I would be happy to live with 'cheating'. It's knowing about it that sucks, and it's being there with it that sucks squared. +Jackal: Aye. I mean, you have crushes on others, right? But are you so uncaring of Moondog's love that you would bring them into the world you two have created? No, I doubt it. +Jackal: Arrrrgh. +Jackal: All I can say, if he fucks something up and gets you hurt, I'll be royally pissed. +Ranna: You're welcome to be pissed, but no hurting. +Jackal: Kei +Jackal: *sighs* I'll stop bitching now. hehe +Ranna: Thanks for your opinion, fuzzy. +Jackal: No problem... sorry about the tirade lol +Ranna: It's okay, just no hurting Moondog. +Jackal: I wouldn't +Jackal: I would just be pissed. No way to express it, just pissed I guess +Ranna: I can understand that, just want to make sure. +Jackal: I never want to hurt anyone in anger +Jackal: Anyhoo. Besides that, wot's uuup? +Ranna: Nuffin, really. Kinda hungry, but not sure what for. Kinda bored. Want company. +Jackal: ;.; +Jackal: *Gives food?* +Jackal: I would offer company, except I don't have a car, it's late, and I would look lik e a stalker +Jackal: XD XD +Jackal: Um. Mind if I post my thoughts on polyamorous relationships in a non-personal way on my LJ? +Ranna: Go ahead. I plan on telling Moondog that you and I talked, anyway. +Jackal: Ah. You can post some of my comments if you want. LOL +Jackal: Ah frick. Maybe I would hurt in anger. o.O; +Jackal: *Hides self in padded room* +Jackal: But I will keep my word!! +Jackal: Can I hurt other people, though? :O +Ranna: Like whooooo? +Jackal: Dunnae +Jackal: Just for future reference +Jackal: XD +Ranna: Hurt me, then I won't be hurt by Moondog anymore ^^ +Jackal: Huuuhhhh? +Jackal: I wouldn't hurt you +Ranna: I know c.c +Jackal: lol +Jackal: Oh man. If this is too vicious, I'm sorry +Jackal: *Edits a bit* +Jackal: Ack. +Jackal: You can see if you want. I'm not sure how nice it is +Ranna: Meep, was scrolled up, sorry. I'll look. +Jackal: I'll edit if you want +Ranna: You sound angrified. +Jackal: I am. lol +Ranna: Heh. +Jackal: Okei. I must go. +Jackal: I'll see you tomorrow! ^^ +Ranna: Byee... +Jackal: Good luck with the discussion ;3 +Ranna: Mmhm.. + +MegaWolf pets Ranna, "Jealous?" +Ranna mwrrps at pets, "Moondog's polyamorous and I'm not. Wouldn't be so bad, but he posed the question of what would happen if he were dating another person at a group we both attend regularly." +Ranna's trying to figure out how to avoid jealousy. +Jim says, "its not easy.. u.u" +Ranna noticed :o) +Kyhwana peers at Ranna "Hmm +MegaWolf growls, "I can't help you there, I'm mentally incapable of understanding jealousy." +You whisper, "Ranna wants your opinion anyway. Just talked to a friend who's downright pissed at the situation, needs another viewpoint." to MegaWolf. +MegaWolf whispers, "MegaWolf nodnods, ears perked." to you. +Kyhwana purrrs, "Try getting to know the other person as well?" +You yerf, "I'm not sure I could handle that, considering who I think Moondog has in mind." +You whisper, "Mrf. The other person's argument is "Jackal: You'll give yourself selflessly to him, and get a "dose" in return, knowing that the other would get the same?" I kinda agree with this, but I don't want to just drop a friggin' relationship.." to MegaWolf. +Kyhwana hmms at Ranna "Then you're going to be jealous anyway? Wouldn't it be better to know the other person he's dating, and hopefully have something in common with them too? +Tsuki purrs quietly, "you are suppose to have multiple physical/emotional relationships without the jealous, guilt and anger" +MegaWolf whispers, "I think you need to talk to him about the whole polygamy thing. I don't agree with it personally, but in this day and age it's not something I can completely disagree with anymore. He could be testing you like my ex did, one of the multiple reasons he left me because I /didn't/ get jealous when he started seeing another guy at the same time." to you. +You yerf, "I agree, Kyh, I'm just not sure I work that way." +Kyhwana purrrs, "Then maybe you should stop dating Moondog?" +Ranna stops trying to type a few things at once. +You yerf, "That's an option, Kyh." +You whisper, "The relationship hasn't been going on that long, so I'm not sure, but I don't think that'd be something Moondog'd do. He might whine, but I don't think he'd really 'test'." to MegaWolf. +MegaWolf whispers, "Then if you're looking for something serious more than just someone to hang out with and spend time with, it sounds like he's not the one for you." to you. +You whisper, "Ranna nods, that's what everyone's said so far.." to MegaWolf. +Ranna will think about it. +MegaWolf whispers, "Sorry foxy. Monogamous/polygamous doesn't usually make a good match." to you. +You whisper, "Ranna nods, "Even Moondog admits that.."" to MegaWolf. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1270.md b/lj-dump/L-1270.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6dd09a30 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1270.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title i thank you God for most this amazing day +%date 2008-02-19 16:20:22 + +Early morning rides <3 + +Also, sorry to those I freaked out at last night: there was a misunderstanding between me and James' auctioneer, and, as a result, I had to borrow some money to stay out of overdraft. It kinda pissed me off. A lot more than it should have, I guess. Oh well, the ride this morning helped. I should be getting more than a grand of the card paid off at the end of the month, which will feel good. I'll probably not buy everything on that list, but if I can get some of it and still stay above that thousand, I'll be happy :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1271.md b/lj-dump/L-1271.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fcaf24b9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1271.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Two rides x.x +%date 2008-02-20 03:28:40 + +Used up all my energy. Time for bed D: + +-.- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1272.md b/lj-dump/L-1272.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..08577fb4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1272.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-02-21 03:36:35 + +This is probably the neatest thing I've read in a while. While they do mention that it's our habit to attribute more meaning than we really should, a lot of the conversations are, well.. really meaningful. + +http://discovermagazine.com/2007/brain/i-chat-therefore-i-am \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1273.md b/lj-dump/L-1273.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a1ff7bd2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1273.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Bidnis. +%date 2008-02-23 22:18:46 + +Inspired by my friend John, I thought I'd look into starting up a little business project of my own. It started with wanting to follow along in his footsteps and do my own recording business (or at least take over a portion of his recording business when he graduated), but soon branched out into the uninventively-named MJS Services. Recently, I got it into my crazy little head that I should go ahead and plan out each of the different parts of the business, so I cobbled together a business plan for the.. er.. publishing division. In LaTeX, no less :oP Oh well. + +I still think I should make it a business cooperative with each score as a sub-company that people buy shares in instead of buying licenses of a product :D:D:D *dumb* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1274.md b/lj-dump/L-1274.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8b57ca5e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1274.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Instructions for quitting a coffee habit. +%date 2008-02-25 17:41:17 + +Step 1 - Light coffee maker on fire. +Step 2 - There is no step 2. +Step 3 - Have a cup of tea. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1275.md b/lj-dump/L-1275.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1d2b1e98 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1275.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Once more, with feeling. +%date 2008-02-26 22:44:09 + +Relisted my enlarger. Dunno what I'll do if it doesn't sell. Paper the town? More flyers in the art building, Alley Cat, photo shops? Want to liquidate this investment c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1276.md b/lj-dump/L-1276.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..44e6e3c9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1276.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Bikestuffs, again. +%date 2008-02-28 03:15:40 + +So I made the drive down to Peloton today and picked up a pair of CrankBrothers Eggbeater SL pedals and a pair of around-town shoes. At first, though I liked a lot of the features of the pedals, I wasn't too impressed with some aspects when I used them with my road shoes. When I tried them with the new shoes, however, all of those problems disappeared. Reading some, it looks like there are different cleats you can get to use with road shoes so that you don't have any of those problems. I'll see how they are in a month, but right now, they get an A (no +, since it'd be great if they worked just straight up with my road shoes). The shoes are nice, too, though nothing too special. A little tight now, but I'm sure the padding will break in nicely. + +I'll be heading down to the shop again this weekend, maybe, to look into a few other little purchases. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1278.md b/lj-dump/L-1278.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..143de2b5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1278.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Pimp my ride +%date 2008-02-29 02:37:45 + +

Pimp my ride
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Profile Century Aerobars, Crank Bros. Eggbeater pedals (on both bikes, now), new shoes, road cleats for the old shoes, a Cateye light, and a Crank Bros. Speed Lever tire tool. My ride, it is now officially "pimp" :3
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1279.md b/lj-dump/L-1279.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4521e243 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1279.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Today... +%date 2008-03-01 06:58:49 + +...was basically amazing. My choir did a runthrough and recording of one of my pieces, I made scones, I rode my bike around a lot, I decided that my aerobars make me feel like I'm riding a light cycle from Tron, someone who looked like a Canadian I know said hi to me, but I don't know who it was, and I saw Charles for the first time in FOREVER. + +And I wrote a really long sentence. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-128.md b/lj-dump/L-128.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ffad189d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-128.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-04-18 20:28:28 + +The question of polyamory is eating me up. I dunno what to do o.o \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1280.md b/lj-dump/L-1280.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5fda7dd2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1280.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Best. Ride. Ever. +%date 2008-03-01 22:03:23 + +It's amazing out today. My aerobars are amazing. Those 22 miles were amazing. Seeing other bikers was amazing. Hell, the shower afterwards was amazing :D:D:D:D:D + +*endorphins* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1281.md b/lj-dump/L-1281.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5ea839cf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1281.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Business. +%date 2008-03-03 17:37:31 + +I guess I'm going to go ahead and work on starting up this business - just got a very reasonably priced printer that can do what I need it to. Wish me luck :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1282.md b/lj-dump/L-1282.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f9879546 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1282.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Whew. +%date 2008-03-04 00:23:25 + +It's been an expensive week, but.. well, I'm all set up now. MJS Publishing: sole proprietorship (soon to be a LLC), independent music publisher, helping to get composers started and all that jazz. Next comes site design, business loan, switch to LLC, start publishing, and advertise out the wazoo. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1283.md b/lj-dump/L-1283.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..075eff13 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1283.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title FFffFFFFfFFFFFFsskljdfkoed +%date 2008-03-05 05:12:29 + +IMG_4400 +From left to right: the overacheiver who fails in all his relationships, the young fogey college kid who shaves with a straight razor, and the red-headed step-child no one really likes. + +
More! +IMG_4399 +Yes, that's faux cork handle-bar wrap. Also, check out the awesome color scheme: seafoam green and white with black and gold text, not to mention tan-walled tires. + +IMG_4401 +Check out the oldschool crankset that my pedals won't fit on! + +Antique Saddle. +The saddle that the bike came with. Yes, that's leather rivetted to metal. Hard as a rock, as it should be! + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1284.md b/lj-dump/L-1284.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..77be6189 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1284.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Stuff for sale. Again. +%date 2008-03-06 04:40:58 + +Complete single-stage all-grain brewing kit: $250 OBO (includes: 6 gal. kettle, 6.5 gal. bucket fermenter w/ airlock, combined mash/lauter tun, floating thermometer, sparge bucket, spare bucket, immersion coil wort chiller, two 5 gal. kegs (soda type), single-lever adjustable bottler, two cases of amber bottles, a veritable library of brewing books and magazines and a fancy-pants mash paddle. Not included: ingredients, second-stage fermentor, bottle caps, CO2 setup for the kegs, a hydrometer, any cleaning chemistry needed, or any will to use any of this equipment. + +Roller-blades:$30 OBO - Rollerblade "Vapor" green/gray/black suede with laces and adjustable latch, missing one wheel-screw, size 11? Otherwise going to Play-it-Again. + +Skate trucks/wheels: $20 OBO - "XL" brand longboard trucks with brown wheels and 1" risers to lift the board and offer better steer. Otherwise going to Play-it-Again. + +Flatbed scanner: $30 OBO - HP 7400c flatbed scanner, for opaque artwork only (i.e.: negative scanner functionality's a little borked). + +Cameras: $5 Yashica Electro 35 GSN rangefinder that doesn't Electro anymore :oP Some free SLRs that don't interest me enough to fix up: plasticky Olympus and Pentax deals. Also, $10 for a P&S that my mom says is waterproof. + +Darkroom sundries: $30 OBO for the bundle - a decent easel, unopened pack of Ilford Multigrade 'Pearl' paper, plus a few sheets in a paper-safe, developing trays. + +Various computer parts: let me know what you need and I'll see what I have. + +I'm torn about it, but maaaaaaybe sometime soon or down the road... laptop: 15.4" MacBook Pro, 2GHz Core 2 Duo, 1GB ram, super drive, iSight, all the features that come with a previous-generation MacBook Pro with OS X Tiger. Small ding in the lid, battery doesn't work, so it'll need a new one. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1285.md b/lj-dump/L-1285.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f0789266 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1285.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Congee's my new favorite food. +%date 2008-03-09 23:43:10 + +It's true. + +Went to a party last night and got sick off the food (though I'm sure the alcohol helped - still, it wasn't drunk-sick) and had to have James drive me home. Battling stomach crap all day with rice and lots of liquids, along with a short (seven mile) ride to pick my car back up from the party house. Flb. + +More congee for dinner. I'll be sure to push it on Ryan, Merry & Co. when they're out here. :D:D:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1286.md b/lj-dump/L-1286.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e04c43ec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1286.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Prrprrpedals. +%date 2008-03-12 17:16:59 + +

Even my cat loves them.
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo

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Maybe next time you can ask me to my face, though :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1289.md b/lj-dump/L-1289.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8a8b7dba --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1289.md @@ -0,0 +1,85 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-03-19 22:36:33 + +(11:13:44 AM) Ranna: Yook +(11:13:49 AM) Shanerak: dap +(11:21:15 AM) Shanerak: what's up? +(11:23:48 AM) Ranna: Not a whole lot. Being lazy at work :3 +(11:23:49 AM) Ranna: You? +(11:24:18 AM) Shanerak: same +(11:24:19 AM) Shanerak: haha +(11:26:04 AM) Shanerak: http://denver.craigslist.org/sls/609216423.html +(11:26:05 AM) Shanerak: hmm +(11:30:21 AM) Ranna: Should email them :3 +(11:30:28 AM) Ranna: At least show interest. +(11:31:01 AM) Shanerak: yeah, I did already +(11:31:10 AM) Shanerak: 30k a year is like 15+ an hour to start +(11:31:12 AM) Shanerak: can't hurt +(11:31:20 AM) Ranna: Exactly. Sounds good to me. +(11:31:23 AM) Shanerak: yep +(11:31:34 AM) Shanerak: I could slum it for a while, lol +(11:31:42 AM) Ranna: Being in Boulder's a bit of a pain, but it's close enough. Finding an inexpensive place to live would be a bit of a bitch. +(11:31:51 AM) Shanerak: well I'd live somewhere else +(11:31:59 AM) Shanerak: like +(11:32:02 AM) Shanerak: nederland :3~~~ +(11:32:08 AM) Shanerak: or westminster and commute +(11:32:08 AM) Ranna: Doo iiiiiiit :D:D:D:D:D +(11:32:13 AM) Ranna: Hehe +(11:32:15 AM) Shanerak: we'll see +(11:32:16 AM) Ranna: Superior. +(11:32:21 AM) Shanerak: I'd rather find a job in st collins +(11:32:25 AM) Shanerak: obviously :| +(11:32:26 AM) Ranna: St. Collins :3 +(11:32:28 AM) Shanerak: lol +(11:32:30 AM) Shanerak: ft +(11:32:46 AM) Ranna: Well, yeah, but I like Boulder, too. +(11:32:50 AM) Shanerak: werd +(11:33:03 AM) Ranna: And if I get done with all but the one class, I can commute once a week, it's not that bad. +(11:33:42 AM) Shanerak: werd +(11:41:04 AM) Shanerak: working on pearl street again would be so nice +(11:41:08 AM) Shanerak: and 9-6 awesome :o +(11:43:43 AM) Ranna: Oh yeah. +(11:43:54 AM) Ranna: The off days are a little weird, but oh well :3 +(11:43:55 AM) Shanerak: we'll see I guess +(11:44:00 AM) Shanerak: nah those are good +(11:44:06 AM) Shanerak: work three days, break, work days, break +(11:44:29 AM) Shanerak: plus how long would I do it.. 2-3 years maybe +(11:44:29 AM) Shanerak: at most +(11:44:33 AM) Shanerak: brb +(11:44:38 AM) Ranna: Heh, yeah +(11:49:25 AM) Shanerak: that really is a damn good starting salary for sales +(11:49:50 AM) Ranna: Yeah, I say go for it >:3 +(11:51:39 AM) Shanerak: I emailed +(11:51:43 AM) Shanerak: I should call hmm +(11:53:43 AM) Ranna: Did they send you a phone number? The ad said no calls. +(11:53:53 AM) Shanerak: screw that +(11:53:55 AM) Shanerak: i call anyway +(11:53:56 AM) Shanerak: lol +(11:54:14 AM) Ranna: Hehe, call the fax line? +(11:56:50 AM) Shanerak: nah, google +(11:56:54 AM) Shanerak: that went well :o +(11:56:58 AM) Ranna: ? +(11:57:04 AM) Shanerak: they said they don't really need someone until the end of the month +(11:57:14 AM) Shanerak: and they're looking for people anyway, who are good for jewelry +(11:57:22 AM) Shanerak: and he said well may-june is fine +(11:57:33 AM) Ranna: \m/ +(11:57:37 AM) Shanerak: lol +(11:57:51 AM) Shanerak: we'll see +(11:57:56 AM) Shanerak: it's nice to be able to say +(11:58:01 AM) Shanerak: "oh yeah ill be in town so and so" +(11:58:19 AM) Ranna: Well, can you do an interview while you're out here? +(11:58:44 AM) Shanerak: sure, if I did it on friday or something +(11:59:18 AM) Shanerak: hell could even go thursday right before they close +(11:59:26 AM) Shanerak: then you'll see me all dressed up :3 +(11:59:30 AM) Ranna: Haha, yeah :3 +(12:09:18 PM) Ranna: Damn. I thought I was over caring about homophobia :oP Guess it's different when it's your boss. +(12:09:29 PM) Shanerak: yeah +(12:09:36 PM) Shanerak: what happened now? +(12:10:06 PM) Ranna: Fff. It's just all the time. Getting sick of it, makes me embarassed. +(12:10:40 PM) Shanerak: well does he talk shit or +(12:10:45 PM) Shanerak: does he know? +(12:11:16 PM) Ranna: He doesn't know. He's pretty dense. +(12:11:49 PM) Ranna: Oh well, screw him. +(12:12:05 PM) Ranna: Heading home for lunch, so I don't spend any more money c.c +(12:12:37 PM) Ranna: Lunch on the clock, awright. +(12:14:06 PM) Shanerak: werd \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-129.md b/lj-dump/L-129.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ea78c831 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-129.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hrm. +%date 2004-04-19 15:53:46 + +Why did life suddenly take such a weird turn? My mom's turning into a Concerned Mother, my friends are showing odd sides over something they shouldn't be taking any sort of side over anyway, and Moondog and I are having serious but good discussions about things most couples can't keep a civil tongue about. I feel like withdrawing. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1290.md b/lj-dump/L-1290.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6c826c4e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1290.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Yep. +%date 2008-03-21 05:51:16 + + + +I blame , in a roundabout sort of way. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1291.md b/lj-dump/L-1291.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9a1c4afa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1291.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-03-21 15:17:32 + +Trying to decide whether 'having no regrets in life' is sort of brave, or rather inhuman. + +Same goes for the clichés 'verb as if no one is gerunding you' and 'verb every noun as if it's your last' + +...I need some friggin' coffee D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1292.md b/lj-dump/L-1292.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..07631176 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1292.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Another. +%date 2008-03-21 20:19:05 + + + +This time, I blame . Not my favorite song, but friggin' neat video. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1293.md b/lj-dump/L-1293.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..98378c45 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1293.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title It's like that. +%date 2008-03-21 22:55:48 + +

IMG_4421
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo

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Answer in comment + +
+1. Who are you? +2. Are we friends? +3. When and how did we meet? +4. How have I affected you? +5. What do you think of me? +6. What's the fondest memory you have of me? +7. How long do you think we will be friends? +8. Do you love me? +9. Do you have a crush on me? +10. Would you kiss me? +11. Would you hug me? +12. Physically, what stands out? +13. Emotionally, what stands out? +14. Do you wish I was cooler? +15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I? +16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. +17. Am I loveable? +18. How long have you known me? +19. Describe me in one word. +20. What was your first impression? +21. Do you still think that way about me now? +22. What do you think my weakness is? +23. Do you think I'll get married? +24. What makes me happy? +25. What makes me sad? +26. What reminds you of me? +27. If you could give me anything what would it be? +28. How well do you know me? +29. When's the last time you saw me? +30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? +31. Do you think I could kill someone? +32. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same? +33. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen? +34. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1300.md b/lj-dump/L-1300.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..007f5c95 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1300.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title One of these days I'll really write about something.. +%date 2008-03-26 17:56:33 + + +Bango. +Pretty much exactly. +Rick Astley's interview with The Guardian about the recent explosion in the 'Rick-roll' phenomenon \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1301.md b/lj-dump/L-1301.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..acf177a7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1301.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title So I don't forget D: +%date 2008-03-27 04:09:25 + +CMadd6 (or Cmadd6) - AbMadd9/C - EMadd#4/B - first chord or FMadd#4/C + +and + +FM7/E - CM7/E - Dm7 - CM7/E + +Time to write myself into a corner again. I've been doing taht with surprising speed and efficiency lately. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1302.md b/lj-dump/L-1302.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4534abe3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1302.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Fffffk +%date 2008-03-28 02:55:44 + +Don't even know anymore. + +I just keep writing stuff, I guess. My composition teacher seems to have given up, since I kinda.. you know.. got him fired. We're just finishing the semester up with more of a whimper than a bang. However, for my UDQE, I have to have three songs or 10 minutes of music to share and another 10 minutes of talking to do, but since most of my crap won't sound all that good rendered, I'm toying with ideas for piano (like the above link), because my piano's about all that -will- sound good, and my keyboard does a pretty good piano, so... + +Meanwhile, I'm part of the committee to interview the three candidates for my current teacher's replacement :3 There's some effin' brilliant composers out there. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1303.md b/lj-dump/L-1303.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fc1e9d93 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1303.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title *Swoon* +%date 2008-03-28 23:39:16 + +So.. none of you know him, but after sitting in my composition lesson today, Dr. Moody walked away humming one of my songs. I'm.. incredibly honored :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1304.md b/lj-dump/L-1304.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c6c94a73 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1304.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Just in case y'all wanted to know... +%date 2008-03-29 23:32:01 + +These are my notes on the three applicants for the composition professorship to replace Dr. Wohl :3 + +- James S. (never got the chance to write down his last name) + +The first applicant was very intelligent, though it seemed like he spent more time being nice than on teaching. I'm sure that, given time, he would loosen up some in order to provide more constructive feedback and knowledge not couched in compliments. That said, of the three theory IV lectures, his was the most interesting and informative; I just didn't take a whole lot away from the lesson. As a side note, one thing I did like in particular was his comment on the goal of composition teachers shouldn't be to evangelize their music or style through their students. + +- James David + +The second applicant was probably the most brilliant of the three, in my opinion, and this more than made up for his clear nervousness in class. In my lesson, he picked up my sheet of music and had clear and constructive advice within the second, which was one of the most impressive things I've seen in a while, and I someday hope to be able to take in music as completely after one glance in the future. + +- Eric Richards + +I feel a little bad writing this, because this applicant was clearly very smart, but I had a problem in that he seemed to know just how smart he was. This came off in his teaching style particularly in lessons (I did my level best not to take the 'Well, tough!' joke personally, but it was difficult to ignore), but also in class, when he would disagree with an answer in a manner too 'chummy' to be associated with a professor. However, his comments and suggestions were well thought out and helpful. + +I preferred James David, the second applicant, above the other two. Although all three were very intelligent people, I think that I would learn the most from him due to his teaching style and my learning style meshing particularly well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1305.md b/lj-dump/L-1305.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5224a642 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1305.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-03-30 05:20:16 + +Finished, for now + +Just needed to get it done for this semester. Maybe I'll come back to it later for more polishing. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1306.md b/lj-dump/L-1306.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9742717f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1306.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Purr. +%date 2008-03-30 06:21:24 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1307.md b/lj-dump/L-1307.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..45afa258 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1307.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title *crick* +%date 2008-04-02 19:16:35 + +They weren't fucking kidding when they said that the printer weighed 180 pounds with the pallet. Oh well, one step closer to starting the business. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1308.md b/lj-dump/L-1308.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..acba03ed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1308.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title Before I forget... +%date 2008-04-04 05:43:15 + +A business idea: + +First, reserve $1,200 plus seek applicable grants(*)... + +"Celebrating composers and their art through One Year of Music" +Twelve $100 + publishing contract prizes for composers - one per applicant; applications may apply towards more than one category, but only one category will be chosen if selected; all applications will be considered for publishing; no submissions will be considered applications unless stated as such. + +
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  1. GLBT Composer (opt. name withheld)*
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  2. "Out of left field" non-major/non-professional composer
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  3. Young composer - 21 or younger*?
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  4. Public school teacher composer*?
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  5. Non-caucasian composer*
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  6. Female composer*
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  7. "Not just for girls" - men's choir piece
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  8. Unique ensemble/unique use of exisiting ensemble
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  9. Unique use of instrument - must be recognizably separate from ensemble (i.e. some extended solo passage in sprechstimme or something)
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  10. Fusion - bluegrass/bebop, classical/rock, etc.
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  11. "Beyond the west" - non-'western' piece
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  12. Creative use of performance space or audience
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The rare Korean Coffee Flower in bloom
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Flowers are cliché. Coffee is much better!
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So I sez to him, I sez, you can't pull the wool down over my eyes, I don't even like sheep! + + + +
+ +Mostly we just drove around a lot, went to some stores, visited friends, and bitched a lot. :) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1316.md b/lj-dump/L-1316.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..63608ad5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1316.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Say Love. +%date 2008-04-17 01:28:53 + + + +Not much else goin' on. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1317.md b/lj-dump/L-1317.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3e7609f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1317.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Hmf. +%date 2008-04-18 03:05:11 + +So, I'm trying to find a music video I saw forever ago that involved a whiteboard. All you can see for most of it is a hand holding a pen and drawing a line. Without picking up the pen from the whiteboard (and later, the wall), the hand draws faces, cityscapes, and other random stuff merging into one another. Eventually, in the last few seconds of the song, the camera pulls back, and the entire wall has turned into a fairly cohesive mural. + +Any ideas? :oP + +===== + +My new way of composing quickly goes against everything I'm being taught. + +But it seems to work okay. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1318.md b/lj-dump/L-1318.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3fc5accd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1318.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Andrew, +%date 2008-04-19 07:41:54 + +Sorry I've been out so much this week and missed calls and messages and crap. Everything's boring without you :o) + +How lame is this. Love notes on LJ :oP + +Anyway, I'll try to be around more :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1319.md b/lj-dump/L-1319.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..35c0834b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1319.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-04-19 21:56:58 + +I is a music publisher :3 + +Or.. at least, I got my printer working. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-132.md b/lj-dump/L-132.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0cb8f0cc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-132.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Ow, ow, ow and +%date 2004-04-21 02:43:32 + +OW! Here's a tip, kids: don't torture yourself! Freakin'... Anyway.. apparently, I inherited IBS from my mom, which means occasional, incredibly painful, and oddly random tummyaches. Well, they would seem random, except that spicy food tends to bring them on. Spicy asian food like CURRY! Damnit.. the last three times this has happened has been the day (or morning) after I ate some wunnerful curry. + +THIS MAKES RANNA A SAD FOX. + +(Hee, notice the mood swings) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1320.md b/lj-dump/L-1320.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8fdbbca8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1320.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Further evidence of this supposed publishing company. +%date 2008-04-20 01:17:24 + +http://publishing.mjs-svc.com + +I plan on putting up some posters this week soliciting scores and whatnot from local composers :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1321.md b/lj-dump/L-1321.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..02f421a9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1321.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Fff +%date 2008-04-20 06:12:55 + +Totally found a piece of porn I wrote in senior year of highschool. Behehe. God, I suck: unintentional NC porn about one of my straight friends. + +Today's the day of stupid, random posts. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1322.md b/lj-dump/L-1322.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..24701a9d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1322.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Daybook - 1: 4/14 - 4/21 +%date 2008-04-21 18:05:23 + +It was suggested that I keep track of music stuff in a daybook, sort of like a diary, but more generalized, like a list of ideas. Well, since I do more than just music by necessity, my music stuff is kinda slim, so I'm just going to compile entries into weekly summaries. Hopefully I can keep this up, I guess it's constructive. + +With Andrew's visit, the beginning of the week was kinda slim pickings for music. I didn't really feel like writing or listening to much. As a result, this week was a continuation of the compositional dry-spell I've been in for most of April so far. The stress of school, my UDQE in particular, doesn't exactly help matters along, though. + +Later on, however, I did manage to throw together a little piece, 'Mirrors', which came about in much the same way as 'Tempest'. The piece is very reflective, as in each phrase is symmetrical, an additional level of mirroring being one line is overlapped over itself in retrograde in some phrases, along with the whole piece being mostly symmetrical. Part of the symmetry being incomplete overall was for ease of composing (which I'll get to in a second), but also for the rather pretentious idea that, when you see someone else's reflection in a mirror, you see just them, but when you look at yourself, there's tons more meaning attached. + +As for the compositional aspect of my one piece, I'm a little worried because it goes against most of what I'm being taught in lessons, as well as what I guess I'd call good practice. Like writing a paper, such things should have some element of planning done before-hand, but as with Tempest, I just started at the beginning and wrote until the end, utilizing copypasta techniques that I really should be avoiding. I'm not sure how I feel about this, though, it almost feels as if it's not really work, or at least not authentic work. I do go back and edit the resulting piece into something more coherent, at least. + +I noticed that I've been slacking on going to concerts, which I kinda need to graduate, so I've gone to a couple and reaffirmed my hatred of classical-era music. Two songs of note, however, were the brothers Jean-jean's Quattour pour Saxophones and Brahms' Sextet #2 in G, I. Allegro non troppo. Both of these little chamber pieces pretty much rocked my socks off, and I found recordings of both to study a little more in depth. + +It was with the Jean-jean piece that I discovered the reason people generally like to listen to music while high. It was as if someone kicked the synaesthesia up a notch - the bari sax felt so wonderfully brown and velvety while the soprano added sky blue, satiny accents. It was all quite wonderful. + +Plans for the upcoming week: study study study for the UDQE. I also may look into arranging 'Mirrors' for a mixed ensemble for an upcoming contest (Ithaca's 2008 Hecksher Composition Prize) - I'm thinking soprano sax, alto sax, violin, cello, marimba, and percussion (bass drum and snare drum). + +In other news... at what point should I become worried about a shoulder injury? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1323.md b/lj-dump/L-1323.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..73c925b5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1323.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title It's official... +%date 2008-04-23 02:50:17 + +I'm a geek. + + + +I mean, c'mon, skin-tight jersey? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1324.md b/lj-dump/L-1324.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..44f89b81 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1324.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-04-23 13:44:04 + +I'm of the opinion that This stuff needs to be shared. + +In other news, Shostakovitch is pretty awesome. +
+I think it is clear to everyone what happens in the Fifth. The rejoicing is forced, created under threat, as in Boris Godunov. It's as if someone were beating you with a stick and saying, "Your business is rejoicing, your business is rejoicing," and you rise, shaky, and go marching off, muttering, "Our business is rejoicing, our business is rejoicing."
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Read more... + +
+ + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1328.md b/lj-dump/L-1328.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a35875fc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1328.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Foof. +%date 2008-04-27 16:47:42 + +Went to feed John's cat today and decided, spurr of the moment, to head over to Foothills Unitarian on the way back, since I was just in time for the first sermon. I stopped going sometime last year after the activism got to be too much for me (guilt's useful, but only in certain quantities). Today, however, the sermon was particularly interesting. The subject was blasphemy in all of its aspects - from the inquisition to political blasphemy to social and academic blasphemy, anything that questions views that people hold sacred to themselves. Though the minister hinted at it, he didn't mention the sort of patriotic blasphemy that some Americans get so wound up in. I'd write something up about how some people take patriotism to near religious extremes, but I'd probably get accused of blasphemy :X \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1329.md b/lj-dump/L-1329.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7fc7bdbb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1329.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Upon re-reading the Celestine Prophecy +%date 2008-04-28 17:16:37 + +Reading The Celestine Prophecy again, this time with a much more critical eye than before, now that I've already digested it once, and I have to say.. boo. I'll have to pick it apart when I finish because, for all it says that's interesting, it says and does a whole lot more that drive me crazy having to dig through. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-133.md b/lj-dump/L-133.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..177dd44b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-133.md @@ -0,0 +1,82 @@ +%title Ungh. +%date 2004-04-23 12:32:43 + +18 straight hours of excal yesterday, followed by 13 hours of sleep. + +I feel funny. + +
Now that I've woken up, a continuation.I had to get to school at 6, so I got up at 5ish, took a shower, and made my lunch. We had to go in our outfit, so I allowed myself plenty of time to change. Also, I needed to get some gas, so I did. + +The busride there was.. uneventful. Most people goofed around, a few people slept, and I stared out the window. We got there in time to run to the UNC Jazz Choir concert, directed by a former Excal member. after that, we went to our room to watch a few groups and see what the clinicians were talking about for a while before we headed to our warm-up room to do the obvious. + +Best perfomance EVAR. + +The rest of the day was spent wandering around to see other groups and being stalked by a cute - in a punky, sort of gothy way - drummer named Tobias (I like that name). The girls and I liked him c.c Dinner was at fast-food row: two blocks of fast food joints. Mm. + +Finishing the day was a FREAKIN' AWESOME concert by Kurt Elling. Goddamn, it was cool.. Busride back was spent talking with Stephy P., who is also freakin' awesome, but not with caps. She's just not quite Kurt Elling. Sorry Steph. + +Anyway, appologies for the berevity, but I both don't want to write about it now, and need to run to FHS to drop off chocolate. + + +
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+ + +if   doesn't work for you, imagine the squares as not being there. +"All of Time at Once" +- § - +    "A driver after my own heart." I muttered to myself. I'd taken to talking to myself while driving to help me keep the more drastic emotions to a minimum. I've been working on reducing the negative comments in favor of more positive ones - make your drivers happy drivers! - and with this utterance, I was praising a slightly battered Jeep that was driving at my usual, comfortable two miles above the speed limit: I was neither gaining on him, nor was I lagging behind, so I forgot about him and set about losing myself in the music. I have a love-hate relationship with Prokofiev. +    My happy driving, however, was soon interrupted by an emergency signal from the truck in front of me. Looking to its rear window for an explanation, I was rewarded with the shadowy figure of the driver inside gesturing repeatedly for me to pull over. Fearful that the Jeep might be some sort of undercover cop, I complied quickly, and was soon stopped behind the Jeep on the soft shoulder of a fairly empty highway 93. Admittedly creepy, but I was supposed to be kind, wasn't I? I was supposed to help. +    The guy who was in the truck clambered out slowly and walked towards my Pathfinder, his hands facing palm up at his sides in a disarming gesture. +    "Hello, friend!" I heard him say as I rolled down the window. "I wasn't as smart as I usually pretend to be, and I'm nearly out of gas. Think you could lend me some? If you follow me to the gas station, I'll fill your tank, too." +    I blinked - there was an interesting request. I looked closely at the man, who introduced himself as Nicholas - "But you can call me Nick." - in hopes of finding something of his intentions. His honest face and, I thought, striking resemblance to me assuaged any fears and I nodded to the request. Boulderites were supposed to be nice. Anyway, I'd just that morning put an extra can of gas in the back of my truck, promising myself never to let my tank get as low as it had the last time. +    We set about getting him ready to go. Through polite chatter, I learned that he was just moving back to Boulder after a leave of absence and he learned that my name was Joseph. I mentioned earlier that people from Boulder tended to be friendly (and liberal, and new-age...), but the way Nick was opening up, he must've lived there quite a long time. I didn't exactly mind, but I wasn't quite yet on the same level as him. +    By the time we finished emptying my can of gas into his dusty truck, I'd agreed to let Nick pay me for the gas in the can and the quarter tank's worth needed to fill my truck (mostly because I was broke), and, addicts that we both were, we agreed to stop by at a nearby coffee shop afterwards, since neither of us had anything to do afterwards. +    Our discussion moved onto current events over two mochas, mine with a shot of peppermint in it (trendy, but tasty). We'd tried talking about ourselves, to be friendly, but we mostly ended up just skirting interesting details and pretending to reveal secrets. By silent agreement, we decided that neither of us knew each other well enough to continue on such a subject, so we moved onto something more neutral. +    "They say that, since he pled insanity, even though he pled guilty to rape, they're going to charge her with prostitution." Nick was saying. "It's like they're taking the 'asking for it' argument to a new extreme: having insane people rape you is your fault or something." +    "That's... stupid," I said slowly, feeling fairly stupid myself. "You'd think they'd have some common sense about these things." My mind was moving slow, like it does when you've not had any sleep the night before. I wasn't tired, I was just thinking with all the speed of a bottle of molasses. Of course, that didn't stop my elitist emotions from riling up against the stupidity of a nation. +    The conversation continued much along the same lines through the two mochas we each had, until we decided to go our separate ways. I was thinking that I'd have to stop and give people gas more often, if it would always lead to meeting someone, when Nick called across the top of his car over at me, "See you next week?" +    I agreed. +- § - +    Nick and I have been meeting about once or twice a week for a solid year now. Not much has really changed. Well, sure, many things have changed - I'm a sophomore in college now, and he found a good job working at a local ISP - just that, between us, not a whole lot has evolved. We've grown more comfortable about sharing more personal things with each other, but current events are still the number one topic at our meetings. He's a good, consistent friend. +    Another thing that hasn't changed is the slow feeling I get while around him. It's progressed a bit, perhaps, and it feels a bit like déjà vu now. I've pondered seeing someone about it, but I'm not sure whom I would see. It's a physical feeling, but the cause, being around Nick, is so specific that it sounds psychological. Nick says just to ignore it, and that he's felt the same thing about others, and that things turned out fine. He then proceeded to joke that it may be love. +    No, things haven't really changed for us, but the world around us has. Our recent conversations have spanned across topics in the news ranging from the sudden resurgence of a cappella pop music among college students to recent NASA disasters, from more absurd crimes to new follies of the res publica. +    One current scandal was over the growth of interest in magic. The physicists said no, the metaphysicists said maybe, and the media happily embraced it while conservative religious groups around the world denounced it angrily before going on to practice their own brand of mysticism. +    Most notable in this movement was a group calling themselves 'The Mentats;' capital M on Misnomer. Seems a guy named Clarke, one of those Doctors that makes you wonder if some universities really do just hand out degrees, had a good couple hundred people convinced that the type of magic he professed to be able to really 'do' was real, and that they too could practice it before long. He had been quietly disappeared after a while, though, and had left behind his group to do as they would. +    Unfortunately for the world, the Mentats weren't just a cult, and, however subtle, their 'magic' was real (real being a slippery, subjective term in itself; I just use it to mean with visible results, never mind the process). Unfortunate, as I said, because the world just wasn't quite ready for this - the understatement of the universe - and soon the Mentats had been laughed down, beaten down, and had willingly gone down into the underground of society, spreading ties as any normal cult would. +    On to the important thing, though: sushi. A once-every-few-months type of deal, Nick and I went to a nice, modern sushi restaurant. The chairs were uncomfortable, the place was noisy and poorly lit, but the sushi was excellent and, as an added bonus, there was a small, flowing stream of water running in a shallow-cut trench in the bar. No fish, though. +    "So, what do you think of this whole Mentat thing?" Nick asked. He had caught me right as I had neatly fit a piece of a tempura roll in my mouth. He was an expert at that. +    I finished the tasty morsel and leaned back, trying to think of a tactful reply. "I think it was poorly done. I mean, that Clarke guy had the right idea, train a few in case something got him, but distributing the documents on the internet just made the governmentals more edgy. They don't like stuff done for free like that, they're capitalists. Besides, it would've been awful if they'd decided to do the oppression thing," ever ready to expound my opinion as truth, was I. +    Nick nodded sagely, but I hazarded a random question, anyway. "Why? Are you a Mentat?" +    This got a chuckle out of him, and he said before he went back to eating, "I don't look for signs, they don't prove anything." Great, a non-answer. +    Eating seemed like a pretty good idea, so I shrugged and left the subject alone. I'd remember to ask him later that night. In actuality, I asked him the next week, as I'd forgotten. This is what convinced me of the reality of what the Mentats were doing. Never mind what actually happened, the process isn't what's important, only the result, and the result was that I was convinced, for better or for worse. +- § - +    This time, things have changed. A whole lot has happened in a year. It's now been about two since the faithful day I stopped to lend a stranger some gas, and that stranger and I have grown closer. I've promised myself not to say the 'R' word, but perhaps I must: I'm beginning to think of Nick as a romantic interest. Eugh. Romance; it makes me feel like I'm in high school again, and that's not a good feeling. That dreaded word has haunted me throughout my life. Whenever I had a 'romantic interest' with a girl, it never lasted more than a few months as said girl learned more about me (or I learned more about her), and whenever I had such an 'interest' in a boy, I ended up either having to hide it from people I knew, or he did, making things rather difficult. +    I have better things to talk about than my love life, though, and I'm straying from them, so I'll do as Nick and I do, and shift my rambles to current events. The Mentats were in the news again, this time with more surprises. There had been a minor but successful revolution wherein the Mentats, who had grown by a surprising amount, had basically just come out as a church and declared themselves that legally. There had been a few short squabbles about it, but, since it became a matter of religion, it was soon left alone except for the standard name-throwing engaged in by other religious groups +    The press had taken this fairly well, and it just got an objective column on the front page, at least in the local paper. A good half of them were Mentats, anyway; they had spread further than some might like to think. Once again, the process wasn't nearly as interesting as the results. Small, subtle acts of the Mentats' magic only made the news for the first few weeks, but after their 'repertoire' was shown to be rather limited, they papers stopped reporting on them. It wasn't so much of a sensation anymore. +    I, personally, didn't care all that much. From what I'd seen, the Mentats had taken fairly understandable things and wrapped them in a mythos and collection of ceremonies to make it more palatable. It seemed cheap to me, no matter what they could do. +    Perhaps part of the reason for my complacency is that, since I've moved in with Nick (I forgot to mention; I'm a junior now, and I was getting tired of living in the student housing), the slowness and déjà vu have gotten progressively worse. Yet I still hold off on seeing anyone, lest I become the object of scrutiny; not everyone has taken to complacency like I was. I'm still doing fine with school and everything, as when I'm working, the feeling pretty much gets pushed to the back of my mind. I'm thinking it'll go away when it's ready. +    Anyway, I was studying for midterms and Nick was lounging on the patio when our collective life was changed. The knock on our door startled me from my notes, and it was with a disgruntled attitude that I answered the door to a tall man, sharply dressed, who looked like he was prematurely balding. Some sort of high level type Mentat, most likely. +    "Hello," said he. "You are Joseph Stringer." It wasn't a question as much as it was a statement of the truth (an annoying habit of the more advanced Mentats), so he kept on talking, "Nicholas Joseph Stroud is out on the porch. I wish to talk with you both." +    The man was frightening, so I nodded, swallowed dryly and led him out to the porch where we took a seat next to Nick. Nick himself hardly acknowledged our presence, he just kept staring out from the porch over into the park next door. It was an eternity before anyone spoke: I was too confused to, the Mentat was content to sit five years in that one spot if need be, and Nick was clearly reflecting on something. Nevertheless, he was the first one to break the silence, "Hello, Dr. Clarke." I blinked and looked stolidly at the large, balding man. I had a headache. "I've been feeling worse. It's about time, isn't it?" +    Then, in the most emotion I think I've ever seen an advanced Mentat exude, Clarke sighed. "You know what will happen. I just wished to let you know how soon, so that you may prepare yourself." If Nick became an advanced Mentat, I probably would go insane, having to live with him. "Do you mind if I leave from here." Another statement. He left. I suppose the brevity comes with the lack of emotion. +    I don't remember much for a while after that. I think I went to lie down, because that's what I was doing when I started remembering again. Nick crept into my darkened room quietly and sat down on the edge of the bed. Once more, there was an eternity of silence, which, once again, Nick broke. +    "Do you know what is happening?" +    I shook my head. +    "Well, while the Mentats were finding out what they could do, one of them hypothesized time travel. They never tried it until a few days ago, when the sent a mouse back a few minutes. They're going to send something else back soon…" he trailed off. +    With my mind moving as slow as cold honey, it took me about five minutes before I figured out what Nick was talking about. When I did finally understand, I could barely speak, and the first few times I tried came out as croaks. Eventually, I eked out, "Me?" +    Nick nodded, "You. Are you seeing what's happened? They sent you back, and then you became me…" +    I felt my mind clearing slightly as I had this problem to think about. I sat up in bed and eyed myself: Nick. Always a fan of science fiction, I had to ask, "But… wouldn't that be a paradox?" +    "Not necessarily," said Nick. "You'll see it clearly when they send you back, but I'll try to explain. Time wouldn't let anything bad come of it ; if you go back in time, it's just like walking backwards: you go backwards, and there you are. If you meet yourself, as I met you, you've changed, because your time flowed forward at a different time as mine, and your experiences have changed you. That bull about the same atoms occupying the same space at the same time has the same possibility of happening as of you finding the gaps between the atoms in a wall and walking right through it." +    I laughed as I pictured someone sliding back and forth along a wall to find the gaps. I lay back down and stared up at the ceiling as the laugher faded. My perception of reality was falling apart. I closed my eyes and remembered the past two years. My brain had tricked me. It had seen the truth behind Nick from the beginning, but it refused to acknowledge that such was true until it was confirmed. Now that it had been confirmed, I felt like I was merging with myself - Nick - who stretched out beside me. I thought of how I felt about him/me, and blurted out that I loved him/myself, even if he/I already knew. +    "I know." He laughed, which made me blush, and continued, "It's the ultimate in narcissism, isn't it? When the Mentats ran through their records in search of someone to send back, they were searching for someone who was just a bit naïve and had good self esteem. If they hadn't done that, there would be a good chance that, even though the two had met up, they might hate each other's guts." +    I nodded and gave me a hug, since it seemed like I needed it. I'm going to let me have my pen now so I can finish writing my story, as I don't think I can keep going. I'm rather tired, even if I'm not, and I think I should let me sleep, as I have a big event ahead of me. I think I'll have myself sleep with me tonight, though, as I need to be alone with my thoughts. +- § - +    Joseph gave me his pen, turned over and fell asleep immediately. Reading what he'd written brought back many, many memories, several of which he recorded. I won't add any more, he covered enough. +I don't think he'll want to write any more in the morning than he did just now, so I'll explain what will happen to him. +    His slowness and déjà vu feelings will increase right up until they send him back, when he'll feel that his head is about to explode. Then, when he's being sent, the feelings will abruptly stop. +Being sent is the most relaxing thing you could ever have happened to you after those feelings. Like Steven King's The Jaunt, "it's forever in there," but the end result isn't nearly the same (i.e. you don't go insane, nor do you grow any older). You have an eternity to spend examining time laid out before you. +    All of time at once is a beautiful thing. Words can't describe it, because none of the five senses experience it. You can sense your own track, your own destiny through time, and everyone else's independently. You're spread out across all of eternity as you fall toward the infinitely small point of your destination in time. +    As he takes forever to instantaneously snap back into reality, he will understand who Time is: Time is kind, but strict. Time will bend the rules to let him back in, but Time will give him the headaches. I still have mine. I suspect they will go away when Joseph does. I also suspect that Time will pretend Joseph never was, but that Time will let my memories of the past two years stay; it's not the process that matters, so much as the result. +    As for what happens to Joseph after, you already know that. Me, I think I'll become a writer; the Mentats will take care of me for my 'service to humanity,' and I suspect Time will be kind enough to let me live quite a bit longer. I've always wanted to be a writer. I'll use a pseudonym, though. I'm rather fond of Nicholas. +-Fin- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1330.md b/lj-dump/L-1330.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..26fb7e96 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1330.md @@ -0,0 +1,66 @@ +%title Making things awkward, one post at a time. +%date 2008-04-29 22:05:29 + +Took this thing out of curiosity. Whups. It's probably a little bit skewed with some duplicate friends and me watching myself on a few journals. Doesn't change the fact that I'm a terrible person. + +
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To get permission to use a text, it took two and a half weeks for W. W. Norton to send the contract, and only NOW do I find out that there's a $100 filing fee and they take up to 30% of my profits (not to mention two free copies of the score). In order to not get personally destroyed in case someone messes up, I have to set up as an LLC, $175 plus $90/year. Nevermind the $100 I need to spend on dual licensing from ASCAP x.x + +I have.. $3 cash. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1335.md b/lj-dump/L-1335.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4c96248e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1335.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title I'm a dork D: +%date 2008-05-07 02:04:14 + +* Makyo casts [SCHEDULING] and gains +13 productivity points, $1600/month, and possibly an ulcer! http://makyo.drab-makyo.com/productivity.png \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1336.md b/lj-dump/L-1336.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..176493b5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1336.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title OMG RYAN +%date 2008-05-08 01:40:11 + +Usually I just surf VCL for shits and giggles (and porn), but occasionall a gem will turn up. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1337.md b/lj-dump/L-1337.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..98ed51ca --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1337.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-05-08 03:17:59 + +More stupid music. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1338.md b/lj-dump/L-1338.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..66ab8546 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1338.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Matt's Ideal Workspace +%date 2008-05-08 04:20:22 + +A room, wide open and brightly lit by picture windows along one wall houses all that is needed for a compositional workspace. The walls are white, with wall-hangings and a few pictures added here and there to liven the place up a little without distracting from it. On one wall is a whiteboard with a few colored markers on it. The whiteboard has four staves marked on it with narrow strips of black electrical tape, good for scribbling quick ideas down as they come. In front of the picture windows is an architect's drafting table set fairly high with a tall, armless swivel-chair in front of it. In the tray are several pens, a few weighty mechanical pencils with different color leads in them, erasers, and a marker or two. On one side of the table is a stack of wire baskets with different sized pieces of staff paper, a few pads of post-it notes, and some lined paper to take notes on and tape to the masonite boards. The wire baskets sit on top of a two-high set of filing drawers filled with random things. Next to the drawers, a keyboard sits on a stand with speakers and a small sound-system below it. On the other side of the table is a tall desk with a tower computer and a dual-monitor setup, with a MIDI cable being run under the tray of the drafting table to the keyboard and sound being run to the sound system. Behind the desk sits a table with a large laserjet printer on it, holding 11"x17" paper, legal paper, and letter paper. On the end of the desk is a hand-made rack holding several large pieces of masonite board, each labeled with a piece of masking tape folded over around an edge. The boards can be set on the drafting table, and on each is a different project: a sheet of butcher paper covers the surface of the board to allow writing anywhere on it, with scraps and sheets of idea-filled staff paper and post-it notes taped on in such a way as to allow one to graphically connect ideas by drawing a line between them. This way, one can switch between projects easily by just swapping out masonite boards - when one is done with a project, the bucher paper can be taken off and rolled up to be put in a mailing tube for storage. A hand-made wood and cloth folding screen sections off this 'studio' - the wood is stained almost black with the cloth remaining white except for a few stylized drawings of bamboo along the bottom edge. + +I was originally planning on just hanging the butcher paper from the wall and working there, but Shannon lent me a piece of masonite, so I came up with that idea and switched to a staff-lined whiteboard. + +Post your own ideal workspace or studio. It's a meme now :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1339.md b/lj-dump/L-1339.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2b422bec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1339.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Another music post. +%date 2008-05-08 15:07:43 + +But this time it's my own music. Finally got a Good Recording of the choir singing I Live My Life. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-134.md b/lj-dump/L-134.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..335ab2b6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-134.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Yayclubbing. +%date 2004-04-24 02:16:07 + +Went to static and danced to music that was on the verge of being too loud. That was about it, but it was fun ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1340.md b/lj-dump/L-1340.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..df6043f9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1340.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Best Headline. +%date 2008-05-08 19:15:48 + +http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/sci/tech/7390109.stm - Great tits cope well with warming. + +I bet they do :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1341.md b/lj-dump/L-1341.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4ba807b9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1341.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title ATTENTION. +%date 2008-05-09 01:08:56 + +My phone is out of order until next week at least. + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1342.md b/lj-dump/L-1342.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5efb9005 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1342.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title MacBook Pro +%date 2008-05-09 18:00:52 + +Anyone want a MacBook Pro? 15", superdrive, charger with two cords, OS X Tiger, Office:Mac 2004, MacHeist bundle, laptop messenger bag - $1,000 + +Figured I'd ask here before craigslisting. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1343.md b/lj-dump/L-1343.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b26a0178 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1343.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-05-10 20:44:28 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1344.md b/lj-dump/L-1344.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d23393e3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1344.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Studio stuff +%date 2008-05-10 21:29:56 + +

Studio stuff
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Whiteboard - $1
Five drawer filing cabinet - $8
Masonite board - borrowed from Shannon
Electrical tape - free

$9 (and about two hours of work, putting the staves on the whiteboard) for a good portion of my studio stuff? Oh heck yes :3
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Open Letter to Dr. Laura. +(Mirrored from http://www-users.cs.york.ac.uk/~susan/joke/laura.htm +
+For those of you that are not following the recent controversy + that has to do with Laura Schlessinger: she is a radio personality who + dispenses advice to people who call in to her radio show. Paramount + Television Group is currently producing a "Dr. Laura" + + television show. Recently she has become a convert to Judaism, and now + she is Ba'al T'shuvah. Recently, she has made some statements about + homosexuals that has caused the Canadian anti-hate laws to censure + her... The following is an open letter to Dr. Laura which was posted on + the internet...
+

an open letter to Dr. Laura

+

J. Kent Ashcraft

+

May 2000

+ + Dear Dr. Laura, + + Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I + have learned a great deal from your show, and I try to share that + knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the + homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind him that + Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an + abomination. End of debate. + + + I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the specific + laws and how to best follow them. + + a) When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a + pleasing odor for the Lord (Lev 1:9). The problem is + my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite + them? + + b) I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in + Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think + would be a fair price for her? + + c) I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her + period of menstrual uncleanliness (Lev 15:19-24). + The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take + offense. + + + d) Lev. 25:44 states that I may indeed possess + slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring + nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not + Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians? + + e) I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. + Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to + death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself? + + f) A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an + Abomination (Lev 11:10), it is a lesser abomination + than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this? + + + g) Lev 21:20 states that I may not approach the + altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear + reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle + room here? + + h) Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair + around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by + Lev 19:27. How should they die? + + i) I know from Lev 11:6-8 that touching the skin + of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear + gloves? + + + j) My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev 19:19 by + planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by + wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester + blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary + that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone + them? (Lev 24:10-16) Couldn't we just burn them + to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with + their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14) + + I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you + can help. + + Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and + unchanging. + + + Your devoted disciple and adoring fan. + + +
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+These are the Biblical verses refered to above, in two different + translations: the King James Version [KJV], and New International Version + [NIV] +
+ Lev 18:22 [KJV] Thou shalt not + lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination. [NIV] Do not lie + with a man as one lies with a woman; that is detestable. +Lev 1:9 [KJV] But his inwards and + his legs shall he wash in water: and the priest shall burn all on the + altar, to be a burnt sacrifice, an offering made by fire, of a sweet + savour unto the LORD. [NIV] He is to wash the + inner parts and the legs with water, and the priest is to burn all of it + on the altar. It is a burnt offering, an offering made by fire, an aroma + pleasing to the LORD. +Exodus 21:7 [KJV] And if a man + sell his daughter to be a maidservant, she shall not go out as the + menservants do. [NIV] If a man sells his daughter as a servant, she is + not to go free as menservants do. + Lev 15:19-24 [KJV] And if a + woman have an issue, and her issue in her flesh be blood, she shall be + put apart seven days: and whosoever toucheth her shall be unclean until + the even. 20 And every thing that she lieth upon + in her separation shall be unclean: every thing also that she sitteth + upon shall be unclean. 21 And whosoever toucheth + her bed shall wash his clothes, and bathe himself in water, and be + unclean until the even. 22 And whosoever + toucheth any thing that she sat upon shall wash his clothes, and bathe + himself in water, and be unclean until the even. 23 + + And if it be on her bed, or on any thing whereon she sitteth, when he + toucheth it, he shall be unclean until the even. 24 + And if any man lie with her at all, and her flowers be upon him, he + shall be unclean seven days; and all the bed whereon he lieth shall be + unclean. +
[NIV] When a woman has her regular flow of blood, the impurity of + her monthly period will last seven days, and anyone who touches her will + be unclean till evening. 20 Anything she lies on + during her period will be unclean, and anything she sits on will be + unclean. 21 Whoever touches her bed must wash + his clothes and bathe with water, and he will be unclean till evening. + 22 Whoever touches anything she sits on must + wash his clothes and bathe with water, and he will be unclean till + evening. 23 Whether it is the bed or anything + she was sitting on, when anyone touches it, he will be unclean till + evening. 24 If a man lies with her and her + monthly flow touches him, he will be unclean for seven days; any bed he + lies on will be unclean. +Lev 25:44 [KJV] Both thy + bondmen, and thy bondmaids, which thou shalt have, shall be of the + heathen that are round about you; of them shall ye buy bondmen and + bondmaids. [NIV] Your male and female slaves are to come from the + nations around you; from them you may buy slaves. +Exodus 35:2 [KJV] Six days shall + work be done, but on the seventh day there shall be to you an holy day, + a sabbath of rest to the LORD: whosoever doeth + work therein shall be put to death. [NIV] For six days, work is to be + done, but the seventh day shall be your holy day, a Sabbath of rest to + the LORD. Whoever does any work on it must be + put to death. +Lev 11:10 [KJV] And all that + have not fins and scales in the seas, and in the rivers, of all that + move in the waters, and of any living thing which is in the waters, they + shall be an abomination unto you [NIV] But all creatures in the seas or + streams that do not have fins and scales --- whether among all the + swarming things or among all the other living creatures in the water --- + you are to detest. +Lev 21:20 [KJV] Or crookbackt, + or a dwarf, or that hath a blemish in his eye, or be scurvy, or scabbed, + or hath his stones broken [NIV] or who is hunchbacked or dwarfed, or who + has any eye defect, or who has festering or running sores or damaged + testicles. +Lev 19:27 [KJV] Ye shall not + round the corners of your heads, neither shalt thou mar the corners of + thy beard. [NIV] Do not cut the hair at the sides of your head or clip + off the edges of your beard. +Lev 11:6-8 [KJV] And the hare, + because he cheweth the cud, but divideth not the hoof; he is unclean + unto you. 7 And the swine, though he divide the + hoof, and be clovenfooted, yet he cheweth not the cud; he is unclean to + you. 8 Of their flesh shall ye not eat, and + their carcase shall ye not touch; they are unclean to you. +
[NIV] The rabbit, though it chews the cud, does not have a split + hoof; it is unclean for you. 7 And the pig, + though it has a split hoof completely divied, does not chew the cud; it + is unclean for you. 8 You must not eat their + meat or touch their carcases; they are unclean for you. +Lev 19:19 [KJV] Ye shall keep + my statutes. Thou shalt not let thy cattle gender with a diverse kind: + thou shalt not sow thy field with mingled seed: neither shall a garment + mingled of linen and woollen come upon thee. [NIV] Keep my decrees. Do + not mate different kinds of animals. Do not plant your field with two + kinds of seed. Do not wear clothing woven of two kinds of material. +Lev 24:10-16 [KJV] And the + son of an Israelitish woman, whose father was an Egyptian, went out + among the children of Israel: and this son of the Israelitish woman and + a man of Israel strove together in the camp; 11 + And the Israelitish woman's son blasphemed the name of the Lord, and + cursed. And they brought him unto Moses: (and his mother's name was + Shelomith, the daughter of Dibri, of the tribe of Dan:) 12 + And they put him in ward, that the mind of the LORD + might be shewed them. 13 And the LORD + + spake unto Moses, saying, 14 Bring forth him + that hath cursed without the camp; and let all that heard him lay their + hands upon his head, and let all the congregation stone him. + 15 And thou shalt speak unto the children of + Israel, saying, Whosoever curseth his God shall bear his sin. + 16 And he that blasphemeth the name of the LORD, + he shall surely be put to death, and all the congregation shall + certainly stone him: as well the stranger, as he that is born in the + land, when he blasphemeth the name of the Lord, shall be put to death. +
[NIV] Now the son of an Israelite mother and an Egyptian father + went out among the Israelites, and a fight broke out in the camp between + him and an Israelite. 11 The son of the + Israelite woman blasphemed the name of the LORD + + with a curse; so they brough him to Moses. (His mother's name was + Shelomith, the daughter of Dibri the Danite.) 12 + They put him in custody until the will of the LORD + should be made clear to them. 13 Then the LORD + said to Moses: 14 Take the blasphemer outside + the camp. All those who heard him are to lay their hands on his head, + and the entire assembly is to stone him. 15 Say + to the Israelites: If anyone curses his God, he will be held + responsible; 16 anyone who blasphemes the name + of the LORD must be put to death. The entire + assembly must stone him. Whether an alien or native-born, when he + blasphemes the Name, he must be put to death. + Lev 20:14 [KJV] And if a man + take a wife and her mother, it is wickedness: they shall be burnt with + fire, both he and they; that there be no wickedness among you. [NIV] If + a man marries both a woman and her mother, it is wicked. Both he and + they must be burned in the fire, so that no wickedness will be among + you.
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Establishing the author

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+I got the letter off the Net, but without an + attribution. Some + Web versions have the sig "Carole M. Cusack, Lecturer, + School of Studies in Religion, University of Sydney" attached, but + do not make it clear if this refers to the original author, or to the + poster. So I requested clarification in an earlier version of this page. +Someone emailed me in September 2000, saying that + the UK Guardian newspaper of 16 Sept 2000 had an article claiming the + author was Steve Turner. +Someone else emailed me on 1 April 2001 [really!] + saying "In the May 2001 edition of Playboy, they have a letter from + a reader on page 62 in which a 'Kent Ashcraft' states that he originally + wrote the letter." +Then in July 2001 Kent Ashcraft emailed me, + saying he is indeed the author (except of the last three questions, + which are additions to his original).
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+ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1350.md b/lj-dump/L-1350.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c303cf2c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1350.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Now, I don't normally screw around with politics, but.. +%date 2008-05-15 15:26:33 + +I thoroughly enjoyed this. + +Olberman on Bush (again) - http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/24635229#24635229 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1351.md b/lj-dump/L-1351.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..263e76ac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1351.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Prince Caspian. +%date 2008-05-17 15:09:18 + +Wait until DVD :o/ My opinion, at least. + +OPEN MEMO TO THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY + +Comedy relief characters are not funny anymore. Subtlety can still be your friend, too. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1352.md b/lj-dump/L-1352.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b01969cf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1352.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Oh and by the way... +%date 2008-05-18 00:59:36 + +Speed Racer: A+ + +Juno: A+ + +:D:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1353.md b/lj-dump/L-1353.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5851857d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1353.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Free wireless wtf? +%date 2008-05-19 11:50:57 + +TPA's awesome. + +Anyway, I helpfully screwed up the last night here - sorry about that, Andrew. Got a four hour flight to think about why I was angry, 'cause, like.. sheets coming off the bed are frustrating, but not usually enough to alienate people. Nothing like two weeks of the worst depression since high school :D + +Anyway, they're boarding soon, so.. fff.. back when I get to Fort Collins. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1354.md b/lj-dump/L-1354.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..44381f47 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1354.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title George Takei may just be the most awesome person around.. +%date 2008-05-20 16:02:28 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1355.md b/lj-dump/L-1355.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b5ca0eda --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1355.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title RMFC. +%date 2008-05-20 21:26:05 + +So.. thinking of dipping down to RMFC for a while, probably Saturday during the day, unless I can get down there Friday night and find a floor to crash on. Anyone else going? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1356.md b/lj-dump/L-1356.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ac275264 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1356.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title I came. +%date 2008-05-21 19:50:26 + +
Geekiness underneath + +
+So I'm building querysets in Django, and I think I'm in love. Not only can you chain query sets together - that is, you can specify multiple things to search for, such as the title, duration and whatnot - but you can chain across relationships. So, I can search for a song in the Score table that contains 'butt' in the title regardless of case, and specify that it's only by a certain composer, which is a completely separate table. + +All through creative use of underscores. +scores = Score.objects.filter(title__icontains = 'butt').filter(client__full_name__icontains = 'matthew scott') + +Just creamed my pants. :| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1357.md b/lj-dump/L-1357.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..de543836 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1357.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Whelp. +%date 2008-05-22 00:11:14 + +Got Teh Booze and some of Teh Foodz for Ryan and Merry's thing. I'll get the rest after pay day. + +Tentative menu: +Three or four brined roast chickens +Mashed potatoeseseses +Veggies, depending on what all is around at the time, probably steamed with lemon juice, salt, and savory +Anything anyone else wants to bring - I'm cutting myself off here for the sake of time and money. Snackfoods, maybe? The food is going to take a little bit to cook, since I'm doing it all up at Kiiiiiraaaans, so snackables would be good. + +Driiiiinks: +LOTS AND LOTS OF MEAD OMIGOSH - wedding mead, plus whatever I have laying around that's good +A thing of champagne with a spot of St. Germaine in it +Mass mojitos +Maaaaybe absinthe +Juiiiiiice, maybe soda +Anything you can make with the above and various alcools, I guess. Maybe folk want to bring some other stuff, too? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1358.md b/lj-dump/L-1358.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dbd3fef1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1358.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title I just don't get it... +%date 2008-05-22 03:48:40 + +Random IM from some guy.. + +(7:50:04 PM) someguy: Hello? +(7:50:22 PM) Drab Makyo: Hello. Who are you? +(7:50:22 PM) someguy is now known as someguy. + +(7:50:29 PM) someguy: Someguy of FA +(7:51:02 PM) Drab Makyo: Ah, hello. +(7:52:52 PM) someguy: WHo are you? +(7:53:06 PM) Drab Makyo: Ranna of FA +(7:53:14 PM) someguy: Page, pwease? +(7:53:41 PM) Drab Makyo: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/ranna +(7:54:56 PM) someguy: I don't know why I added you now...o.o +(7:55:12 PM) Drab Makyo: Oh well :o) +(7:55:19 PM) someguy: Hmm... +(7:55:24 PM) someguy: Musta been SOMETHING you did. +[...] + +Wow.. uh.. thanks. c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1359.md b/lj-dump/L-1359.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e1f82379 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1359.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Yep +%date 2008-05-22 15:54:10 + +Wish I were this talented: + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-136.md b/lj-dump/L-136.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a9e59efd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-136.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Yoople. +%date 2004-04-25 00:38:59 + +Today. I talked at Ryan for a while, then realized I was being a FREAKING JERK after he left. Then I invited Moondiggetydawg over for dindin, and my mom took us out to D'Napoli. Afterwards, we hid in the basement for a good long time trying to be quiet or something. When he went home, I returned to being a recluse. + +I have an idea for a sort of comic thingy. It's called 'Senioritis' and features, so far, me (as Ranna), Ryan (as Floof), Shannon (as EL), Kiran (as himself), and Matt D. (as Collins). I'm doing it in a real brief style so far (Androo should know what I mean, since he has my drawings; the fox saying 'NONE of your SASS' is basically the design for myself). I don't think there'll be a plot, just a bunch of hating school and random jokes. One sketch I have so far is of me yelling 'SWEET JESUS! What the fuck is up with gravity today?' and a vignette with Shannon's quote about me falling off the ground and Brunching's quote about shitting Jesuseseses. + +They won't all be as self centered, really. And I swear I'll get more characters, like Nicku, Androovoop, some teachers (I'm picturing Revier with a permanent anger-squiggle above his head) and maybe some others outside of Seniordom like Moondoggy and maybe some parents. Oh, to note, only those who identify as furs are furs. Thus, Kiran and Collins are humans. Well, Kiran is, Collins is a glorified stick figure ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1360.md b/lj-dump/L-1360.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..732978ac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1360.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title CSU's official stance on Colorado's weather today: +%date 2008-05-22 22:12:08 + +TORNADOES EVERYWHERE WAAAAAAAGH! RUN, YOU FOOLS. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1361.md b/lj-dump/L-1361.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6bd26021 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1361.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I don't care what Jill says. +%date 2008-05-23 16:56:53 + +I do what I want! This must be shared. + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1362.md b/lj-dump/L-1362.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3733dc77 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1362.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Haven't had much time to post. +%date 2008-05-26 20:50:21 + +RMFC was pretty awesome, and now I want to move down to Denver. + +Glad I went home early, though, 'cause Ryan and Merry (plus kids and dog) showed up that evening! Handfasting's gonna take place on Wednesday, looks like. + +Still need to clean some and bottle mead, though. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1363.md b/lj-dump/L-1363.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..13a6a1d6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1363.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Vlad! +%date 2008-05-27 03:00:11 + +Dunno your email :o) Anyway, congee party is gonna have to move to either Tuesday or Thursday or Friday. Let me know what works for you! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1364.md b/lj-dump/L-1364.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..55872b50 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1364.md @@ -0,0 +1,134 @@ +%title Shanerak +%date 2008-05-27 03:46:57 + +Really sort of torn up about all this, and I can feel all sorts of defense mechanisms rising to the fight without my approval :| Hopefully I'll get over it by tomorrow. + +
Read more... +(7:35:52 PM) Drab Makyo: Dook. +(7:35:57 PM) Shanerak: yap +(7:36:03 PM) Drab Makyo: How's it going? +(7:36:08 PM) Shanerak: not bad +(7:36:10 PM) Shanerak: you? +(7:36:52 PM) Drab Makyo: Alright, I guess. Just walked the dog and whatnot. Kinda bored now. +(7:36:57 PM) Shanerak: ah +(7:37:04 PM) Shanerak: same here, just sittin +(7:38:20 PM) Drab Makyo: Nice. Got the day off? +(7:38:35 PM) Shanerak: no, lol +(7:38:38 PM) Shanerak: i was at work today +(7:38:45 PM) Drab Makyo: Oh, haha, oops. Alright :o) +(7:39:57 PM) Shanerak: yeah +(7:40:04 PM) Shanerak: i found the normal verson of schwienne +(7:40:05 PM) Shanerak: lol +(7:40:19 PM) Drab Makyo: Oh, awesome :3 The video, or just the song? +(7:41:25 PM) Shanerak: the song +(7:42:25 PM) Drab Makyo: http://youtube.com/watch?v=2kDbGdoDXE4 +(7:43:27 PM) Shanerak: oh that +(7:43:30 PM) Shanerak: haha yeah ive seen that +(7:43:37 PM) Drab Makyo: Hehe, alright :o) +(7:45:38 PM) Shanerak: weird video +(7:53:24 PM) Shanerak: tired :| +(7:53:35 PM) Shanerak: started using my old ass aim name on irc +(7:53:37 PM) Shanerak: beachjackal +(7:53:38 PM) Shanerak: lol +(7:53:42 PM) Drab Makyo: Me too. Lonely up in FoCo, too., +(7:53:47 PM) Drab Makyo: Haha, yeah, saw you online :3 +(7:53:53 PM) Shanerak: lol +(8:03:00 PM) Drab Makyo: So what was Jill's post about? Media or Necco? +(8:03:43 PM) Shanerak: jeff :3 +(8:03:49 PM) Drab Makyo: Pff, nice :o) +(8:03:59 PM) Shanerak: yeah he's toolbox number one at this point +(8:04:03 PM) Drab Makyo: Nice :D +(8:04:11 PM) Drab Makyo: Sounds like things are changing down there. +(8:04:20 PM) Shanerak: yeah, they are +(8:04:34 PM) Drab Makyo: Heh, who does she 'fancy quite a bit'? +(8:04:46 PM) Drab Makyo: Gossip, lol :| +(8:04:50 PM) Shanerak: oh +(8:04:53 PM) Shanerak: well +(8:04:59 PM) Shanerak: me +(8:05:11 PM) Drab Makyo: Ah, heh, was gonna ask :o) +(8:05:16 PM) Shanerak: yeah :| +(8:06:57 PM) Drab Makyo: Mutual, then? +(8:07:09 PM) Shanerak: not sure about that one +(8:07:13 PM) Shanerak: see im still +(8:07:16 PM) Shanerak: gay? +(8:07:20 PM) Shanerak: its real weird +(8:07:40 PM) Drab Makyo: Well, hey, I did the girl thing, too. +(8:07:47 PM) Drab Makyo: Twice, even :| +(8:07:52 PM) Shanerak: twice? o_O +(8:07:59 PM) Drab Makyo: Moondog and Kayla. +(8:08:06 PM) Shanerak: ohh +(8:08:10 PM) Shanerak: who's kayla? :P +(8:08:47 PM) Drab Makyo: Some girl end sophomore year of college. Didn't last, 'cause she turned out to be kind of a terrible person. +(8:09:22 PM) Shanerak: oh, yeah +(8:09:24 PM) Shanerak: you told me that +(8:10:08 PM) Shanerak: anyway yeah, its weird +(8:10:17 PM) Shanerak: kinda weird talking to you about it, because I don't wanna seem like +(8:10:25 PM) Shanerak: I dunno +(8:10:28 PM) Shanerak: lol +(8:10:32 PM) Drab Makyo: Rynden again? Or Ty again? +(8:10:37 PM) Shanerak: no +(8:10:48 PM) Shanerak: whatcha mean? +(8:13:07 PM) Drab Makyo: Well, first of all, should admit that I'm not really doing as okay with this as I've been letting on. Those were really pointed questions, and I probably shouldn't have asked them in the first place c.c +(8:13:23 PM) Drab Makyo: Such a stupid, furry thing to do :o) +(8:13:34 PM) Shanerak: Well, I know it wouldn't be like +(8:13:36 PM) Shanerak: easy +(8:13:44 PM) Shanerak: but I was confused as to what you're asking +(8:13:56 PM) Shanerak: of course not rynden or ty, ty has a boyfriend and that was over years ago +(8:13:59 PM) Shanerak: same with ren +(8:14:37 PM) Drab Makyo: Just feels like what happened when you wound up with Rynden for a while, or canceled plans for Colorado the first time where I didn't find out about something until after the fact. Feels kinda like I was just a hobby, or something c.c +(8:14:57 PM) Shanerak: No, you weren't a hobby :( +(8:15:04 PM) Shanerak: honestly here's what happened +(8:15:34 PM) Shanerak: long distance stuff is hard since you know +(8:15:38 PM) Shanerak: we never see eachother +(8:15:53 PM) Shanerak: so, im lonely here, I missed the times we had before where I felt stuff +(8:16:05 PM) Shanerak: but when we're apart really we're not.. experiencing how eachother are +(8:16:37 PM) Shanerak: and I thought it'd work out but honestly the last trip out there, I didn't feel right +(8:16:53 PM) Shanerak: I guess something changed in me, obviously more than you +(8:17:07 PM) Shanerak: I thought part of it was stress from the job stuff, but I guess not +(8:17:23 PM) Shanerak: and kinda driving the nail into the board was like when you would sleep on the couch, etc +(8:17:41 PM) Shanerak: and I just realized that I was no longer in that completely comfortable position with you +(8:18:47 PM) Drab Makyo: Yeah, I know I felt the change too. I really can't say I'm surprised, but I guess that doesn't make it easier :o) +(8:19:27 PM) Drab Makyo: As an aside, I know we've talked about how I really have a hard time sleeping with someone else there, like when you lived out here. +(8:19:36 PM) Drab Makyo: So I really meant nothing by that +(8:19:42 PM) Shanerak: I know, it just uh +(8:19:45 PM) Shanerak: is weird for me +(8:19:58 PM) Shanerak: but I guess its a mix of things +(8:20:05 PM) Shanerak: basically though you weren't how I'd.. come to remember you +(8:20:12 PM) Shanerak: and I'm sure things were like that for me, with you, as well +(8:20:14 PM) Shanerak: in the end +(8:20:26 PM) Drab Makyo: Of course. +(8:21:31 PM) Shanerak: I should've let you know sooner, and I'm sorry for that +(8:21:35 PM) Shanerak: but I felt kinda trapped :| +(8:21:39 PM) Shanerak: like I'd said so much +(8:21:48 PM) Shanerak: then suddenly felt so weird, but was expected to.. stick to it? +(8:23:51 PM) Drab Makyo: Yeah, I know how it goes. And waiting to let me know is understandable too, been in that position before. +(8:24:31 PM) Shanerak: I'm sorry anyway +(8:24:47 PM) Drab Makyo: Heh, well, alright :o) +(8:26:47 PM) Shanerak: anything else? +(8:27:21 PM) Drab Makyo: Hmm? Not really o.o Wish y'all the best of luck :3 +(8:27:45 PM) Shanerak: we're not dating +(8:28:19 PM) Drab Makyo: Oh, guess I misinterpreted, sorry c.c +(8:28:27 PM) Shanerak: no its okay +(8:28:49 PM) Shanerak: I just wasnt sure how to.. take that :| +(8:29:46 PM) Drab Makyo: Oh. Er.. didn't mean anything sarcastic by it c.c +(8:30:09 PM) Shanerak: alright +(8:30:12 PM) Shanerak: its just.. delicate +(8:30:30 PM) Drab Makyo: I know, my bad c.c +(8:30:35 PM) Shanerak: its fine +(8:34:36 PM) Shanerak: It's just.. really hard to have you and her not be in a weird situation +(8:34:38 PM) Shanerak: for either x.x +(8:35:31 PM) Drab Makyo: Yeah, makes sense. +(8:37:37 PM) Shanerak: ff +(8:37:49 PM) Shanerak: sorry I didn't mean to.. be snarky at you +(8:38:12 PM) Drab Makyo: Heh, s'okie. Just misunderstood :o) +(8:38:19 PM) Shanerak: well its fine +(8:38:30 PM) Shanerak: we just decided that.. a) kinda soon for that? +(8:38:36 PM) Shanerak: and im sitll pretty confused +(8:38:38 PM) Shanerak: about everything +(8:38:47 PM) Shanerak: and I just want to figure out my life before dating anyone +(8:38:49 PM) Shanerak: or anything +(8:39:11 PM) Drab Makyo: Yeah, got a fair bit of that to do myself. +(8:41:03 PM) Drab Makyo: Anyhow, I'm gonna go grab a bath. Way tired and not thinking clearly. +(8:41:09 PM) Shanerak: okay, take care + +
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Truth is, I suppose I saw it coming, but that doesn't make it any less heartbreaking. + +Oh well. + +Gonna need a roommate coming up here at the end of summer, starting about August or so, but for now, I need to focus on Ryan and Merry and the kids. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1366.md b/lj-dump/L-1366.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..348a667e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1366.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Success. +%date 2008-05-29 07:46:41 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1367.md b/lj-dump/L-1367.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ec32bad2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1367.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Now for the real pictures. +%date 2008-05-29 18:53:04 + +The handfasting was a blast, and the reception was amazing. Lots of delicious food and good people. + +Here are some more pictures. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1368.md b/lj-dump/L-1368.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..05320443 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1368.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title I agree. +%date 2008-05-30 19:45:21 + +David Tennant is an otter \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1369.md b/lj-dump/L-1369.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..544668eb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1369.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Behehe. +%date 2008-05-31 15:29:01 + +Someone go ahead and buy me this. :D:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-137.md b/lj-dump/L-137.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3293a4b1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-137.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Crazed fox! Run! +%date 2004-04-26 04:06:22 + +Dude.. what kind of FREAK inks a COMIC with a DIP-PEN?! Mmm.. cursive tip.. pointy.. + +In other news, my stomach still hates me XD \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1370.md b/lj-dump/L-1370.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c214646c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1370.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-06-01 00:34:45 + +Just sent Ryan+Merry+kids+dog on their way. It was really nice seeing the couple again and getting to meet the kids. I think I'm pretty okay with being 'Uncle Matt' for a while :o) Should give me some time to work through some personal issues now, though. On the relationship front, I've got a whole host of defense mechanisms cropping up that I need to be careful of; I'm trying not to rebound on anyone too much and doing my level best to not place blame where it doesn't belong. Also really need to not get all overwhelmed in it all - I still have a degree to finish, hopefully in one school year, and a company to start, not to mention several thousand dollars of debt to pay off. + +Hard to 'just be positive' on two hours of sleep, I guess :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1371.md b/lj-dump/L-1371.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b80a0783 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1371.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Andrew, +%date 2008-06-01 06:39:34 + +First of all, let me begin by saying that all that I say is pure in intention - I tried to be sarcastic in order to get along better with you, and none of what I say is meant to be sarcastic now. + +I have to admit that I'm really pretty angry about this whole thing. It certainly came at a bad time, what with the stress of school, work, money, the handfasting, so on and so forth. However, please picture this from my point of view: while I knew that things were not going as well as planned, I left Tampa thinking that it would just be another speedbump to get over, what with us going so fast. That day, you told me that things hadn't been as you had imagined since we got back together. One week later, Jill posted that she had someone she liked and that it was mutual. Since she had originally made such a fuss about how I would take to her feelings about you, and since you had already discussed such with me, I think it's understandable that I be a little angry at the both of you, since it appears to me that you had just waited until dropping me in order to both feel secure for your feelings in each other. This is why I brought up Rynden and Ty; in both of those instances, it seemed to me that you were dovetailing relationships - not waiting until one relationship was over before starting another. + +This has me pretty frustrated at you and Jill both, but I don't mean to place blame, however much my subconscious would love to. I'm certainly guilty of doing much the same thing - after all, I didn't admit to Tyson, the Texas mink, until November of last year or so that I was going out with you, though we had already split up, and I'm sure you remember the fiasco with Merlin when we first got together. None of this is anyone's fault but distance, and again, I'm hardly placing blame. I just feel a need to tell you how I feel, and I hope you understand that. I'm not asking for you back, since we've pretty effectively proved that that's not going to work; just that I need to sort this out with you, and I'm too ashamed to do it over the phone, or even over IM. It's just another one of those defense mechanisms. Remember when I got really depressed back in highschool and you threatened to break up with me? I feel sort of like I did then - hell, I was even tempted to commit suicide, something even my subconscious admits is pretty stupid - but things are different now. Not only are we both more mature and I can attempt to describe how I really feel, but I don't have to worry about acting in the best interest of 'us' anymore, and I can say what I mean without layers of sarcasm and innuendo. + +Anyhow, I have to say that I really don't care whether or not you and Jill are dating, I still feel that I should be able to wish you both luck, whether in relationships or even just figuring things out. I love you enough and respect her enough to be allowed to do that, I think. + +~ Matt \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1372.md b/lj-dump/L-1372.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3f254613 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1372.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-06-04 01:48:47 + +Wish I had some sort of artistic outlet for all this that worked worth a damn. + +
Some artists identify so closely with their own work that were they to cease producing, they fear they would be nothing - that they would cease existing
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Jesus. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1376.md b/lj-dump/L-1376.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..26882f8a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1376.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title Bang bang. +%date 2008-06-06 20:10:47 + +Still looking at pistols because, hey, I'm still a dork :D + +More knowledgeable folk should let me know what they think (likely 9mm where available): + +http://www.magnumresearch.com/Baby_Eagle.asp + +http://www.hecklerkoch-usa.com/usp_general.html + +http://www.hecklerkoch-usa.com/mark23_general.html + +Not going to buy anything for a while yet, since this is likely just another phase, but it's neat to research. Just peeking at something a little stronger than the .22-lr guns. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1377.md b/lj-dump/L-1377.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..37b0b16c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1377.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I'm a bad man. +%date 2008-06-09 03:23:33 + + + +Got to shoot not only the Ruger I want, but also the Buck Mark I want, as well as Ryan's old 9mm Kel-Tec and a bunch of neato rifles. A 10-22, a 30-30, a 22 thing, and a muzzle-loader. Besides bibles, we shot clay targets, 2-liter bottles of water, phone books, and an old camera lens I brought. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1378.md b/lj-dump/L-1378.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6435f4cb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1378.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Thoughts from yesterday. +%date 2008-06-09 18:32:21 + +Think I changed my mind on the Ruger Mk. III - the Mk. II sounds like the way to go, being a little more mature of a pistol while the former has that mature pistol as a base with some more immature, lawyer pleasing additions. After having shot James' Buck Mark, I think I can say that the Ruger will be my first choice, should I purchase anything down the road. I liked the Buck Mark, too, just not as much - not fond of the magazine release on the side of the trigger guard (and that's standard, unfortunate for me), the Ruger's bolt was easier to pull with the 'ears', where as the Buck Mark was closer to operating a slide, and the Ruger just felt a little more solid all around. + +Still peeking about at other pistols, but nothing so decisive on that front. Kinda digging the .22s, rifle-wise. Ruger (again) has some nifty semi-auto .22s with rotary magazines. Haven't read any reviews, they just look neat :D I did better with the 10/22 and the single-shot .22 (falling-block action, I think? James?) yesterday than any of the other guns, which seemed mis-sighted or something, though the wind stayed up around attempt-to-divest-Matt-of-clothing force throughout the entire time, so that might've been why both .22 pistols seemed like they needed such heavy correction. While I started to get used to the DAO trigger on the Kel-Tec, I still could only aim in a general sort of POINT THIS WAY sort of way with it, so I don't know if I hit anything, and the 30-30 'cannon' was a bit much for me, sitting down like I was; James blew a pretty solid hole through a phonebook with it, though! Who knows what happened with the muzzle-loader :D I guess long story short, I don't do well with much recoil. + +Must've shot 300-400 rounds of .22, 20 rounds of 30-30, almost 75 of 9mm, and four shots on the powder rifle. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1379.md b/lj-dump/L-1379.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..60b12323 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1379.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Rwr. +%date 2008-06-10 22:21:20 + +Diggin' the looks of various Kimber pistols (rowr), though the price is pretty friggin' high for most of them. + +Oh well, maybe I'll win the lottery one of these days. 9.9 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-138.md b/lj-dump/L-138.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..89b67657 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-138.md @@ -0,0 +1,28 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-04-26 15:58:11 + +Weif, I'm a freak. Showed off my comicness today and annoyed people, inked it just nowish. + +Got sheet music (Three Flower Songs) and a video in the mail (the PBS thing on string theory. Should show it to Shannon). Every time I fall the ground tells me I'm in love. + +And now, Dead Can Dance. + +Sota mono tratao no trateja mon +uto traja satija totaja tom +ima toja satao no trateja mon +uto traja satija tom, satija tom +sadom sadom +sadom sadom + +Una torti sadom +Una parki sadom + +Suta mono tratao na trateja ton +uto traja satija totaja ton +Ima toja satao uno trateja ton +uto traja satija tom, satija tom +sadom sadom +sadom, sadom + +Una torti sadom +Una parki sadom \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1380.md b/lj-dump/L-1380.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..620d315e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1380.md @@ -0,0 +1,41 @@ +%title From the Russian mart +%date 2008-06-11 02:36:32 + +O, on the Volga walks the lonely beggar, +Walks the Heavenly wanderer of the plains, +The Lord shows him his fist, +But to him it's all laughter--in the fist there is cocaine. +And down the Volga--a Golden Hoard, +And up the Volga--women look on the shore. +O, the well water--water of life, +Take my blood, o great snows, +How the winter made peace, with iron and cold, +It brought peace, but then turned into Spring. +How the snow will melt, oh what will be then, +And whne the ice moves, oh what will be with me... +And it is just the Volga flooding, not teh World Flood, +Or maybe the Lord is covering his tracks, +But I no longer care--I am almost ready, +Ready to sing to you from under the water; +And from under the water, sing the churchbells, +And from under the wall, blinding light. +Take away my sins, with your wing, +Take away my sins--why are you quiet? +So burn, you Seraph, golden winged- +Burn, don't be ashamed, be a guiding star. +I don't care--I lost the reins, +And there is no more paths, only with you. +So this is our life--Either there, or Here, +Either in teh field, death, or in your head, Savior. +I left so I could walk to the beginning of things, +But I drank and I fell--this is the whole book. +And teh ravens are quiet, and the ladies scream, +Either as dark wolves, or as liht sisters... +Either saving famine, or a saving poison, +Can you hear me, I knock--open up! +So give us to angels, or count us beasts, +Just don't be quiet, I cannot live without fire. +And,m wherever I walk, I knock at your doors, +So, Lord of mine, save me! + +- Aquarium \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1381.md b/lj-dump/L-1381.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7ed97fd8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1381.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Pffffadslkfjasdlghkiel +%date 2008-06-12 22:19:53 + +The Kimbers are $150 less than MSRP at Jensen's. + +:| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1382.md b/lj-dump/L-1382.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..eb0e5425 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1382.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-06-13 00:21:15 + +Got phone service switched over today. Friggin' SWEET. Actually, it was pretty stupid. + +Please don't text me. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1383.md b/lj-dump/L-1383.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e7dfaaa1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1383.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-06-15 04:27:50 + +Makyo's got a gun :D:D:D:D:D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1384.md b/lj-dump/L-1384.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..885ceae3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1384.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title New* gun +%date 2008-06-15 07:55:23 + +

New* gun
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
* It was a present to me when I turned 12, but my dad just now got around to actually handing it over :3
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Sighting in
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
From Thursday, more on Flickr.
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First purchase
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
An old beater Marlin Model 60 for plinking when comes to visit. First gun purchase, and also first pawn shop purchase. Got this for $55 :3 Should prove to be a suitably goofy autoloading .22 for plinking at the grasslands.
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1394.md b/lj-dump/L-1394.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e12ed5ed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1394.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Rifles. +%date 2008-07-01 21:36:12 + +So, since I'm fairly decided on a pistol (gonna try a .45ACP gun soon to see if recoil will be a problem), I've started looking at rifles (bad idea, I know..) The more I look, the more interested in .243 Win/.243 AI for an adequate mix of punch and accuracy, should I decide to either get into match shooting or hunting (which I may - I mean, hey, not only local food, but I did it myself :oP), though I'm not discounting the various .30 caliber rounds. The question on my mind is what to get, though. Part of me would really like a falling-block style single-shot, but another part thinks a bolt action would be perfectly adequate. + +This is all rambling, of course. If I do get a centerfire rifle before 2009, it'll be a surplus gun, unless I come across an incredible deal somewhere. I plan on waiting mostly to make more money :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1395.md b/lj-dump/L-1395.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5b784fc9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1395.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Me today. +%date 2008-07-03 16:25:14 + +
http://view.break.com/528932 - Watch more free videos \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1396.md b/lj-dump/L-1396.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ef360cbd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1396.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title Why tech support sucks. +%date 2008-07-03 20:17:08 + +
+Department: OnSite
+Location: 143
+Phone: 1-1374
+Date\Time: 2008-07-03 13:51:44
+Type: Unknown
+OS: Windows XP
+Priority: Normal
+My internet keeps closing and shows a "debug" or close window. Any ideas?
+
+Karen
 + +Maybe one of these days they'll implement a required computer literacy course for employees. Or maybe English literacy. It's not uncommon for us to get requests such as "the internet is in arabic help!!!" \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1397.md b/lj-dump/L-1397.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..90df9a98 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1397.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-07-04 05:59:23 + +So for those of you who weren't privvy to my venting, I'm dealing with a good bit of homophobia at work. Usually, I just ignore it - the idea is that my sexuality has nothing to do with my work, until it starts to interfere with my work, and it's getting to the point where I can barely look my boss in the face, with all of the goofy, nasty, or even hateful things he says (usually about the building proctor, who is openly gay). Basically, it's starting to interfere with my work because I'm so uncomfortable around my boss and coworkers when they joke about that. I've been asking everyone's opinion, including that of the GLBT Student Services director, whose job it is to deal with this sort of thing, but other opinions would certainly be helpful! + +I should add that it really is all joking and commentary - my boss has completely revolutionized the way the workplace runs for the better in every other way, so I'm loathe to get him fired, or even disciplined. Rather, I'm looking for a more personal, one on one solution. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1398.md b/lj-dump/L-1398.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1e21d451 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1398.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title What. +%date 2008-07-04 17:59:21 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1399.md b/lj-dump/L-1399.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a89eb5c5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1399.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Guns Guns Guns :| +%date 2008-07-06 02:55:25 + +Shooting at the Grasslands again today. About 80 rounds through the Model 60, worked like a charm. Pretty accurate, too, until I almost lost the rear sight blade :3 First time shooting a revolver, too; not as bad as I thought it'd be. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-14.md b/lj-dump/L-14.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cadb42b9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-14.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Schedule +%date 2002-08-20 06:57:54 + +
First SemesterSecond Semester
American Lit. & Comp.
Roitz		American Lit. & Comp.
Roitz, Carla
Issues in Health
Briggs, MaryAnn		 +Free
Music Theory 1
Keller, Jim		Free
Latin 2
Gibert, Lynn		Latin 2
Gibert, Lynn
Festival Choir
Revier, Ron		Festival Choir
Revier, Ron
Chemistry
Coon, ???		Chemistry
Coon, ???
Algebra 2
Fick, ???		Algebra 2
Fick, ???
Regional World History
Carter, ???		Regional World History
Carter, ???
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more cat pictures \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1402.md b/lj-dump/L-1402.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..75ae3f32 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1402.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title More today. +%date 2008-07-08 00:49:12 + +Matt's R&D/Student coworker: Yeah, I make $xx.xx an hour. +Matt: Holy crap, I make $x.xx an hour! Maybe I should seek some sort of lateral move to R&D! +Matt's boss: Better get to work on suppressing your gag reflex, and maybe get some knee pads. +Matt: ... D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1403.md b/lj-dump/L-1403.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7a01675c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1403.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Guns :| +%date 2008-07-10 20:31:57 + +Wound up with guns yesterday, finally got the photos up :3 + +Ruger Mk III, blued, with a 6" barrel. It was the last one they had, so I got a wee discount, possibly because it was the case model. A whole separate gun for less than the .22LR kit for the Kimber I was looking to get :3 +Ruger Mk III 6 + +Mosin-Nagant 1891/30 with bayonet. Cheap rifle, coated in cosmoline. It's cleaning up nice, though - the stock's actually really nice wood, though it'll need to be refinished - and as a consequence, my whole apartment smells like Hoppe's, and my hands are raw from old grease. +Mosin-Nagant 1891/30 + +A Kimber is likely still in the works soon, depending on monies, but these little toys should keep me sated quite nicely. + +Even Kitty's happy :3 +Kittyrifle 2 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1404.md b/lj-dump/L-1404.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e2b63eee --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1404.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Funky stuff +%date 2008-07-11 17:22:03 + +

Funky stuff
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Having some troubles with Iceweasel/Firefox, now that it's upgraded to 3.0. Seems to be a problem with rendering certain stylesheets, but who knows... Probably have to click through to see the larger version.
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For comfort
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
While I'm fairly accurate with the Nagant, I have two problems with it: the length of pull (distance between the trigger and butt-plate) is too short, and the comb (the top of the stock, where you rest your cheek) is too low and angled downwards. I fixed the first problem with a recoil absorber pad, and the second with an elastic ammo sleeve with a folded up piece of cloth under it. My goal was to fix these problems without modifying the rifle, in case I want to display it.
+Barrel grease Of course, I still have lots of cleaning to do before it's display worthy - this is about 20 patches worth of just the inside of the barrel, after doing 30 last night. Cosmo D:
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IMG_4710
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
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I was told to spread the glee :3 + + +
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Handguns!
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Here, have a crappy picture of my handguns, Kimber has new grips.
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Speaking of history, I ditched an assembly ("don't drink and drive") and got to Carter's class on time, along with about half of the class, only to find out that the assembly ran 20 minutes late, making it completely obvious who ditched and who didn't. Carter got pissed at the administration. + +I have about 200 pictures to scan this weekend. Joy. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1420.md b/lj-dump/L-1420.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fbdd23a7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1420.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title The stuff of nightmares... +%date 2008-08-05 01:10:05 + + + +This dose of nightmare-stuff brought to you by \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1421.md b/lj-dump/L-1421.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5f49fc94 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1421.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Business. +%date 2008-08-08 18:28:33 + +So I've got myself four composers so far, plus myself, for an opening catalog of five composers with about 10-15 pieces among them. This is almost more than I hoped for, considering I advertised with a single-page website, and that's it! The problem I'm having, though, is that I'm getting a lot of very modern music (of the composers, two are college students, two are college professors, and one is a church organist), all of which is pretty difficult, with only two pieces at the level 3 of 5 difficulty, and the rest up at 4 and 5. + +Should I start actively soliciting composers to publish for me? Particularly, composers who I know can write some easier to perform music? Part of me feels pretty awful soliciting anything, but the other part knows I should get over that if I want to be successful. + +Is this the right time to start that? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1422.md b/lj-dump/L-1422.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ae3d9290 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1422.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title This has been bothering me for a while +%date 2008-08-13 03:59:25 + +Well, since last night. In Star Wars Ep. III, one of the Jedi Council (Yoda, or maybe Windu) says, "Only the dark side deals with absolutes." + +Wh-wh-whaaa? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1423.md b/lj-dump/L-1423.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a8a2b458 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1423.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Projects update +%date 2008-08-13 06:56:00 + +Work: Pre-semester Pharos Vx3 imaging +Business: Getting the website up +Music: Character Dances: a musical diary of all my failed relationships -or- a poor musician's therapy, extended piece for piano (two sketches underway, about 10% total sketched) +Writing: Manifesto (yeah, still working on it), informal experiment in tarot (don't really want to reveal too much, in case it falls flat), NaNoWriMo (got a few ideas) +School: paying for my own tuition. Composition better be worth it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1424.md b/lj-dump/L-1424.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..09691e28 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1424.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Writer's Block: Six-Word Story +%date 2008-08-15 00:42:13 + + + +Afterwards, he relived each day unceasingly. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1425.md b/lj-dump/L-1425.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aaa2c7a0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1425.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-08-15 03:06:19 + +COMPUTOR EXPIRED: PLEASE PURCHASE ANOTHER. + +Oh well. It was long past time I upgraded, anyway. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1426.md b/lj-dump/L-1426.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e7937a27 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1426.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-08-15 04:24:23 + +2GB RAM +Gigabyte ATX motherboard, open box special +Celeron Conroe-L 1.8GHz low power processor +Arctic Cooling fan/heatsink +Radeon X1650 Pro dual headed video card +Seagate Barracuda 250GB SATA drive +A couple cheapo fans, just in case +(Using the case from Ryan's old box; Thermaltake dealie with PSU and seven(!) fans) + +All came out to $265 or so, which is a pretty good deal, I suppose. I have the old box up and limping with the case open and the PSU lifted out to improve circulation. Works well enough to back up all that I need just in case. If things can be fixed in any reasonable fashion, I may turn it into a back-up box, just run a stripped down Debian installation and only turn it on to back stuff up to it. + +Hodgepodge as it was, it served me well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1427.md b/lj-dump/L-1427.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..982769f9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1427.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title Ah, hell, I'm curious :3 +%date 2008-08-16 18:23:46 + +Haven't answered one of these myself, but I'm just gross enough to steal it anyway. + +There is at least one person on your friends list that wants to fuck the hell out of you. + +So lets play the Fuck or Pass game. + +The rules are simple. + +If you want to fuck the person who posts this, send him or her a reply saying "I'd Fuck You" But, you have to post this in your journal, in exchange. (Actually, I could care less if you do this) + +And marvel at the replies. + +Comments are screened. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1429.md b/lj-dump/L-1429.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1f96b89a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1429.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Bwrp +%date 2008-08-20 03:26:42 + +From : If if $100K landed in your lap (lottery) what would you do with it? + +$5,000: debt +$8,000: finish my degree +$37,000: life, as it is (rent, food, more efficient car, and the rest to business) +$50,000: into TIAA-CREF, if I could. I don't expect to really make quite enough to retire on from my business. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-143.md b/lj-dump/L-143.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..38d0bbc4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-143.md @@ -0,0 +1,157 @@ +%title For posterity! Or something.. +%date 2004-05-01 14:32:35 + +Moondog Dragon: my mom's asking me wierd questions... +Moondog Dragon: I can only avaoid questions so long *whimper* +Ranna Fox: Like what? o.o +Moondog Dragon: umm... "so are you and matt thinking about moving in together when you both get jobs" +Ranna Fox: Yes, I'll keep you in my dorm room, in my bed. +Moondog Dragon: yay +Moondog Dragon: my mom wants to know what you're going to CSU for +Moondog Dragon: your major +Ranna Fox: Biochemistry, though I may switch to biology education. +Moondog Dragon: that's spiffy +Ranna Fox: Yeah. I'd like to teach, but I'm not sure I could deal with the kids, so I'll see how I like biochem. +Moondog Dragon: ah +Moondog Dragon: corrupting kids would be fun though +Ranna Fox: Yeah. Teaching really does appeal to me, but I'm starting to realize how much I hate highschool kids :o) +Moondog Dragon: lolo +Moondog Dragon: i think being in high school makes you dislike highschoolers +Ranna Fox: True.. +Ranna Fox: I kinda want to be a choir director, but I'm not sure. +Moondog Dragon: oooh +Moondog Dragon: that would be fun +Moondog Dragon: I thought you didn't like choir so much though +Ranna Fox: I love choir, I hate my director like pieces of the sun. +Moondog Dragon: oh, alright +Moondog Dragon: i get it +Ranna Fox: *petpetpets* Any other questions I can answer? ^^ +Moondog Dragon: hmm... +Ranna Fox: Truthfully or otherwise. +Moondog Dragon: hmm, lemme think ^_~ +Moondog Dragon: my mom asks "what are you intentions towards me?" +Ranna Fox: That's.. an odd question. +Moondog Dragon: i know +Moondog Dragon: she's looking for an answer, sarcastic or not... you asked if there were more questions, lol +Ranna Fox: Do I need a goal-oriented action-item, or can I just say 'to be the best person I can be for you'? +Moondog Dragon: she said that's the perfect answer +Moondog Dragon: and i agree +Ranna Fox: Oh, is this a pop quiz? :o) +Moondog Dragon: yes +Moondog Dragon: ^_^ +Moondog Dragon: is that alright? +Ranna Fox: Mmhm ^^ +Moondog Dragon: when do you start CSU +Moondog Dragon: and are you on scholarship(s)? +Ranna Fox: I start in the fall, and no scholarships. I've been too busy to apply for lengthly ones, and FAFSA didn't like me. +Moondog Dragon: ^_^ +Moondog Dragon: My mom wants to know what you plan on happening when you stay here next weekend? +Ranna Fox: Do you own Labyrinth? +Moondog Dragon: yes +Ranna Fox: I wanna watch it ^^ +Moondog Dragon: kk +Ranna Fox: Other than that, no plans ^^ +Moondog Dragon: does you mom know you're staying? +Ranna Fox: Not yet. Haven't had a chance to talk with her since I'm at my dad's. +Moondog Dragon: ah +Moondog Dragon: kk +Ranna Fox: Eep, weird crap in my room./ +Moondog Dragon: like? +Moondog Dragon: she has another question... "do you want me to go back to college?" +Ranna Fox: I think it'd be neat . You'd make a good vet. ^^ +Moondog Dragon: aww thank you +Moondog Dragon: she wants me to be a chemistry major, lol +Moondog Dragon: i like the vet thing +Ranna Fox: Why a chem major? +Moondog Dragon: she said I love it, which I do, and I'm great at it, which I am, and i could help the world a lot by doign it, and she said it's a natural thing for me, which I agree on +Moondog Dragon: she's full of questions... hope it's not bothering you +Ranna Fox: I'm having fun ^^ +Moondog Dragon: she wants to know who you think is dominant in our relationship +Ranna Fox: I'd say the alpha, but actually, we're fairly egalitarian. +Moondog Dragon: she said that;s a good answer +Moondog Dragon: she wants to know if you see me as a male or female +Ranna Fox: Depends on the situation. I think of you as male, but sometimes can't help but see you as female. *shrug* +Moondog Dragon: she askes "in which situations do you see her as female and do you see her more and more as female?" +Ranna Fox: Situations where physical characteristics make it evident, such as moments where your voice gets particularly soprano-esque. +Moondog Dragon: lol +Moondog Dragon: and the other half of the question? +Ranna Fox: As male? +Moondog Dragon: no... +Moondog Dragon: do you see her more and more as female?" +Moondog Dragon: such as as we go along... does it go more male ro female or female to male? +Ranna Fox: Um.. I really don't pay a whole lot of attention to it, except when it's brought up or made evident, might have to get back to you on that. Sorry for the non-answer.. +Moondog Dragon: it's alright +Moondog Dragon: she thinks your stalling on the answers, lol +Ranna Fox: I am, I need time to think c.c +Moondog Dragon: i know, i told her that, lol +Moondog Dragon: "do you see yourself as male or female?" +Ranna Fox: Twisted answer or simple answer? +Moondog Dragon: "the honest answer" +Ranna Fox: They're both honest, each in its own way. +Moondog Dragon: it dostn't matter to her but i want the twisted one +Ranna Fox: Simple: male. +Ranna Fox: Twisted: I don't think of having a gender. I'm male by consequence and genetics, but I'm neither masculine nor feminine. +Moondog Dragon: lol, that's what my mom sais about herself +Moondog Dragon: ^_^ +Moondog Dragon: she asks "what do you think abotu this relationship between her and Samir?" +Moondog Dragon: no judgement on my part +Ranna Fox: It's constructive. I can't see anything bad coming of it. +Moondog Dragon: ^_^ +Moondog Dragon: i like that one +Ranna Fox: Yee ^^ +Moondog Dragon: she asks "are you an only child?" +Ranna Fox: Yup. I had a stepbrother and two step sisters for.. 11 years. +Moondog Dragon: she asks "do you know how to quiet your mind?" +Ranna Fox: Yes, I use a grounding technique from Usui style Reiki. +Moondog Dragon: "" +Moondog Dragon: "when you get depressed, do you use it? or do you forget it's a talent?" +Ranna Fox: It depends on where the depression's coming from. If it's sympathetic or empathetic, it usually helps by quieting it, but if I'm actually depressed, I rarely remember it. +Moondog Dragon: "do you know what a metaphysision is or how to spell it?" +Moondog Dragon: lol, neither of us can spell it +Ranna Fox: Metaphysician. +Ranna Fox: My guess would be that it's a reiki practitioner. +Moondog Dragon: thanks for the spelling +Moondog Dragon: hai hai, that's what my mom is +Moondog Dragon: "can you create?" +Ranna Fox: If it's create with a lowercase c, then I suppose so. I can make coffee and such :o) If it's Create, then I'm not sure what you mean. +Moondog Dragon: "do you believe you create your own reality?" +Ranna Fox: Within limits, yeah, I suppose I do. +Moondog Dragon: she said "there are no limits" +Ranna Fox: Except the ones you put on yourself :o) +Moondog Dragon: ^_^ +Moondog Dragon: "can you close your eyes and invision something and know it's true?" +Moondog Dragon: "and know that it's going to be?" +Ranna Fox: Depends again on the limits I place on myself. +Moondog Dragon: kk +Moondog Dragon: she said "you're still young, her journey didn't start until she was 43 and studied for 10 years to get to where she is now" +Ranna Fox: And I've got all the time in the world, so I'm taking steps. The only leap I've taken was getting attuned to 2nd degree Reiki in four hours, and that awoke a stomach ache to end all stomach aches. :o) +Moondog Dragon: "what do you mean by second level attunement?" +Moondog Dragon: "are you talking abotu running energy?" +Ranna Fox: Reiki is a school, divided into three degrees depending on how much you learn, which is based on how ready you are. I was ready for what I had to learn, but practicing the first day lead me to a purge that took place over a few days. +Ranna Fox: Michael knows about this from my journal thing. +Moondog Dragon: she said she's out of questions +Moondog Dragon: do you have any for her? ^_^ +Ranna Fox: Did she come to any conclusions about me? :o) +Moondog Dragon: "being a metaphysican I don't judge, I accept things given to me as information" +Moondog Dragon: so I'd say no, but she had no bad reastions to any answers ^_^ +Ranna Fox: Hehe, everyone has their non-answers. +Moondog Dragon: ^_^ +Moondog Dragon: i suppose so +Moondog Dragon: she said that she'll think about +Moondog Dragon: it +Ranna Fox: Okie ^^ +Moondog Dragon: do you have any questions for me? +Ranna Fox: How do you think it went? +Moondog Dragon: i think it went well +Moondog Dragon: except I'm all "Q & A" mood now +Ranna Fox: Hee ^^ +Moondog Dragon: oops, she has one more for you, then she said she's done "what do you honestly think about wendy smoking?" +Ranna Fox: Hmm. +Ranna Fox: Still torn between me wanting to say it's up to you and that it's another feature that just makes you all the more 'you'; and the fact that it really is bad for you, and I probably wouldn't be too happy if you got sick 'cause of it.. +Moondog Dragon: "spiritually, do you know what it's used for?" +Ranna Fox: I have a vague idea of what tobacco itself is used for, but, from what I've read, there's precious little of that in cigarettes. :o) +Moondog Dragon: "no... smoking is used to hide anger" +Ranna Fox: I thought you meant traditionally. My bad. +Moondog Dragon: lol +Moondog Dragon: she said "I'm not traditional, don't know what normal is and have a hard time talking to 'normal' people, or non-aware people" +Ranna Fox: Normal is a theme, and themes make good music. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1430.md b/lj-dump/L-1430.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..50639eec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1430.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-08-21 01:42:48 + +Compare and give me your opinion: http://makyo.drab-makyo.com/sib-ly_compare.html + +I'm trying to decide whether or not I want to go through the trouble of using lilypond to publish all of my scores. It would be a little harder on me, but the result seems to be easier to read with a few caveats (the cross-bar tie between measures five and six, the dot collision in measure six, both in the right hand piano part). I spent the day learning the lilypond syntax, and I can do much more with it than with Sibelius. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1431.md b/lj-dump/L-1431.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..03a331ae --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1431.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-08-21 05:04:51 + +IMG_4775 +IMG_4780 +IMG_4776 + +Two things: the last image shows the CPU cooler that came with the CPU, I switched to the nicer one I bought later (which is in backwards in the middle picture, otherwise the fans would be blowing away from each other); and I had to get a new power supply, too, since the old one seems pretty busticated. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1432.md b/lj-dump/L-1432.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2ff085d4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1432.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Class schedule +%date 2008-08-26 04:20:26 + +as it stands (probably have to click 'Week' to see it) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1433.md b/lj-dump/L-1433.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ebd059ef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1433.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title A present! +%date 2008-08-27 06:45:47 + +

IMG_4783
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Behold! The Mosin-Nagant Sniper(sorta)! Should be fun :3
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moar funny pictures +funny pictures
moar funny pictures \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1437.md b/lj-dump/L-1437.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b7f57fd7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1437.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title More comparison +%date 2008-09-04 23:24:02 + +Time once again for you to tell me what you think, this time with piano scores. + +Exhibit A: +Sibelius +Lilypond (source) + +Exhibit B: +Sibelius +Lilypond (source) + +I'm still hung up on this because Lilypond's printed output really does look better to me than Sibelius', which looks anemic. Now that I know what I'm doing, it really doesn't take much longer to transcribe from printed music to Lilypond than it would to Sibelius. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1438.md b/lj-dump/L-1438.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b0c21092 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1438.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Debt Relief +%date 2008-09-08 02:16:46 + +

Debt Relief
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Card will be paid off Monday. Won't be using it again until after it expires in January and I get the next one.
+ +By the way... PUPPYPUPPYPUPPYPUPPY! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1439.md b/lj-dump/L-1439.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cc51d013 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1439.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title From Ben +%date 2008-09-08 04:11:50 + +Officials: Burglar wakes men with spice rub, sausage whack \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-144.md b/lj-dump/L-144.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cb4abce4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-144.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Some humor. +%date 2004-05-01 19:47:23 + +This link will be sporadic, so enjoy it while it's up. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1440.md b/lj-dump/L-1440.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5d56c44a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1440.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Today +%date 2008-09-08 23:12:59 + + + +And also: + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1441.md b/lj-dump/L-1441.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5242db23 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1441.md @@ -0,0 +1,19 @@ +%title Sheet Music Wish LIst +%date 2008-09-09 00:39:07 + +Haven't done one of these in a while. + + + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1442.md b/lj-dump/L-1442.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b8f612dd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1442.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Don't forget +%date 2008-09-10 15:29:46 + +$0.99 single piece sale (3-day weekend? one week? one month?) - sell individual short pieces like art-songs or piano pieces for $0.99. Offer some songs only through this deal? + +Build-your-own songbook - for the price of the songs plus a small fee, combine pieces into a book - make sure LaTeX, PDF combining, and page-numbering are all worked out first \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1443.md b/lj-dump/L-1443.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5d3cc001 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1443.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Problem Professors +%date 2008-09-12 15:29:45 + +Dr. Thiem - + +Dr. Thiem agreed to allow me to take String Techniques by working with one of her graduate students in cello pedagogy since there was a time-conflict with one of my other classes. A time-conflict override requires her action, I have no control over the situation, a fact confirmed by the university Registrar's office. I get an email from her telling me what time the cello pedagogy will be, so I email her back asking her kindly again to help me with the override. She emails me back within the hour to say that she is very unhappy with the fact that I haven't registered for the class yet, and that she expects me to talk to the student secretary of the music building and get her to override me into the class(!!). I explain to her that time-conflict overrides are intended to be done by the teacher, and she replies that she doesn't have access to that part yet. I ask the secretary, who throws a fit about Dr. Thiem, saying that she most certainly does have access, and that if she sends any more students to her (the secretary) for registration, blah blah blah. Basically, I get in trouble for a teacher's incompetence. + +Dr. Asbill - + +Dr. Asbill teaches one of two sections of beginning conducting. I signed up for one section (with the other professor), but we started the first three class periods with the entire class combined. Then, Dr. Asbill, who had barely let the other professor speak more than two or three words per period, simply had us count of 1, 2, 1, 2, and made all the twos go with the other professor and all the ones stay with him. I didn't really think anything of it until Tuesday, when he informed half our class that they weren't registered for his section and that we should do that within the next few days. I tried to register on Wednesday, only to find out that registration had closed, and I found out today that I can still get Dr. Asbil to file a late-registration class change. For $50. Basically, I have to pay for a teacher's incompetence, on top of my $4,000 semester. + +Nice, guys. Real nice. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1444.md b/lj-dump/L-1444.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..db6a1582 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1444.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title T +%date 2008-09-12 21:04:18 + +
Tweets +Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter + + +
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IMG_4793
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Finally getting all set up :3 Just need all the data drops activated c.c
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-145.md b/lj-dump/L-145.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..03da3a53 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-145.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title I actually have to scan enough stuff that I can reasonably turn my keystrokes into a poem. +%date 2004-05-01 21:44:57 + +*scan* Enter. Alt i e 9 Alt i i tab tab 800 Ctrl+shift+s Shift+tab Shift+tab down up up enter tab right right down down down enter down enter tab 0501-059 tab j enter enter +Repeat.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1450.md b/lj-dump/L-1450.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c8905456 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1450.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-09-21 05:40:35 + +Grab the nearest book. Find the 5th sentence on page 23. Append it to the paragraph below. Append your name to the list below of people who have contributed to the paragraph. Post the result to your LJ. + +They also talk of our being guilty of injustice, and their being the victims of an unjustifiable war. Brandy, and Tom got increasingly close-mouthed and sour. Although a certain sense of tripartite society survived down to Christian times, the three classes described in the Eddic poem "Rigdthula" bear little resemblance to Dumezil's three. It is often argued, and still oftener thought, that none but bad men would desire to weaken these salutary beliefs; and there can be nothing wrong, it is thought, in restraining bad men, and prohibiting what only such men would wish to practice. At its nearest point the wall was little more than one league from the City, and that was south-eastward. When he saw Jack Hare jump towards the fire, and the Practical Man brandishing the toasting-fork, Sir Isaac grabbed the strings of gravitational force that bound Jack to his destiny and PULLED--- That's a seventy-four gun privateer, besides. To honour a group of British nobles, treacherously slain at a conference by Hengist's guards, Aurelius decides to erect a great monument near Amesbury. That being so, he did not chortle when he went upstairs. Let stand. This ensures that when the garbage collector runs, it has complete access to the memory in the heap and can perform its tasks safely without the threat of being preempted by another thread. And then you may begin to laugh. The data are stored in Column 1 and renamed "Age." Pull your hand back. I don't remember that any secrets were revealed to me, nor do I remember any avid curiosity on my part to learn something I wasn't supposed to--perhaps I was too young to know what to listen for. You don't remember how awful it is being normal. Highlight the desired state tax table and press Enter. Abraham had now reached a ripe old age, and the LORD had blessed him in every way. This doesn't alter either string, any more than 2+3 alters either 2 or 3. And I will say firmly that it is the author who says, "One does feel," who is really an egoist; and the author who says, "I believe," who is not an egoist. The police have agreed to let us show this video. She was particularly fond of Union Maj. Joseph Willard, some years her senior, who courted her amid the competitive field of Blue and Gray. And he rose up that night, and took his two wives, and his two womanservants, and his eleven sons, and passed over the ford Jabbok. Nonetheless I am surprised to see the amount my week's worth of toil has actually brought me. "How Noble," the Reverend Mother sneered. + +1) Ranger Rick 2) Rialian 3) Elenbarathi 4) Starsandfishes 5) Echthros 6) Doltaghey 7) Ebonhost 8) Tibicina 9) Browngirl 10) ceo 11) roozle 12) quietann 13) Dale (achinhibitor) 14) tigerbright 15) autographedcat 16) kitanzi xvii) annonyno חי)thnidu 19) smallship1 20) vashti 21) xydexx 22) Leonard_Arlotte 23) margaras 24) Makyo \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1451.md b/lj-dump/L-1451.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..635520fc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1451.md @@ -0,0 +1,38 @@ +%title Most of these I couldn't answer easily +%date 2008-09-24 02:28:23 + +So I'm reaching quite a bit :3 + +
Memage1. Rikoshi +2. Ryan and Nick +3. Pretty good where I am +4. Floe +5. Herefox +6. Nick +7. TekFox +8. Merry +9. Bel +10. Most everyone in choir, really +11. Dated one or two of these, at some point or another +12. Forrest, in pictures +13. Rikoshi +14. Ryan and Merry. Either or :3 +15. Ryan :D:D:D:D +16. Mousit +17. Andrew +18. Rikoshi, heh heh heh c.c +19. Mousit +20. Tealfox +21. James +22. James +23. James +24. Oz :D +25. Dunno, Freefox, maybe? +26. Never really thought about it. Um.. shoot, dunno. +27. James +28. Does it count if I say Ryan? :D +29. Oh man, embarassing, heh. Kiran :3 +30. No offense, or anything! +If you want the questions, you have to leave a comment and then do the thingee in your journal when I send em to you. But I think most of the people on my list know them already. + +
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Music Meme answers +1. Maria, Maria! Gorecki - Totus Tuus +2. Breeze of the black night blows... The Ditty Bops - Breeze Black Night +3. Requiem, Requiem Guessed +4. Love is a stranger in another car...Eurhythmics - Love is a stranger +5. Arirang, arirang, arariyo Traditional Korean (CSU Chambers) - Arirang +6. Behind closed eyelids in very many cases... Shpongle - Behind closed eyelids +7. I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes. Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine +8. Agnus dei qui tolis pecata mundi... Guessed +9. O magnum mysterium... Guessed +10. Die welt möcht in sereisen... (guessing on the spelling) Some composer - Der Berserker Schreit +11. And that is is all that love's about From some musical, got it off the Wall-E soundtrack +12. Quem vidistis pastores Pinkham - Christmas Cantata +13. I cannot dance, O Lord I cannot dance, O Lord - CSU Chamber Choir [info]gsfuchs sorta +14. As I went out one morning to take the pleasant airMechem - Suite for Chorus - II. Too young to marry +15. Wake up and smell the coffee The Ditty Bops - Wake Up +16. Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup guessed +17. Bogoroditsye devo raduisa Sergei Rachmaninoff - Ave Maria +18. I tell you how I feel but you don't care Fiona Apple - Sleep to Dream +19. Oh no, I see a spider-web is tangled up with me guessed +20. N'allez pas au bois d'Ormonde Maurice Ravel - Trois Chansons - III +21. I think there must be a place in the soul Charles Ives - The things our fathers loved +22. U'ra haneh vel, v'chinor u'rah! (guessing on the spelling) Leonard Bernstein - Chichester Psalms +23. Little bird, little bird, go through my window Gail Kubik - Little Bird +24. One man, he disappoint me. Fiona Apple - Get Him Back +25. Full fathom five thy father lies. Frank Martin - Songs of Ariel - II. Full Fathom Five + +
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She deserved it
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
ATTENTION

MY CAT SOMETIMES SMELLS LIKE POOP

THAT IS ALL :3
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Bad enough for an LJ cut +The sex, all two times, was mediocre; we talked about only a small segment of things over and over again; we each felt that we had to hide part of ourselves to match the other person; you broke up with me a total of three times, all for the same reason; and we finally ended things over our first argument: about the sheets on the bed. Hardly a deep relationship. + +I don't want you back. I saw the end of the relationship coming months in advance, and I know you felt it. It was a relief when the tension was broken and I no longer had to work to keep that non-balance working. I don't love you anymore, except out of some perverse brotherhood after having known you for so long, and I don't expect you to take me back in any way. + +So why am I still torn up? I think because I hate you. Like, true hatred, utter loathing, complete contempt for the way you ruined my life - the way I view myself, the way I interact with others, and every daily trivial task that I have to deal with - and it's making me hate myself in turn. I want to hurt you as bad as you hurt me, and that's a pretty ugly feeling. + +Andrew Streyer, I hope you live a happy life with whomever you want, doing whatever you want, but please don't ever talk to me again. + +
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J.C.V.D. is J.C.V.D. in... J.C.V.D. + + + +
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Customers suck, especially when they're employees. +"LTS, this is Matt, how can I help you?" + +It's the standard line that all folks get when they call our department, Library Technical Services. It's one of those lines that is so rote, such a patterned behaviour, that I've answered my own cell-phone with it once or twice. I've only worked at the campus library for a year and a half at this point, and a good percentage of the problems we take care of are reported through a form on the library's intranet. Even so, I've got that line down pat. I lower my voice half an octave or so, speak quietly, soothingly. The people who call rather than using the request form are usually doing so for a reason - they want service now, their problem is urgent, and usually affects more than just themselves. Most emergencies with the public computers, desktops or laptops, are reported through a phone call. + +"I... I can't find Photoshop, and I can't find Page Maker, and I can't find Outlook, and... and gosh darnit, you guys promised all of this would be on my new computer!" the frustrated voice whines from the receiver. + +"Alright, ma'am, slow up a sec, everything's going to be alright, now--" + +"No, everything is not going to be alright! I was told I'd have all the software that was on my old machine back again, and it's not, otherwise why would you guys ask for it?" + +"Ma'am, please slow down, I think there's been a misunderstanding," I plead. "When we upgraded your computer, you were upgraded to Office 2007, so your desktop shortcut to Outlook is probably broken. I can fix that and install the other software items you need here in just a sec... Can you compile a list of all the old software you had on your computer?" + +She's near tears by now. "I don't understand why you guys even asked me what software I wanted on the new computer if you're not going to install any of it!" + +"That's where the misunderstanding was," I reply hastily. "We were asking for a list of software to be installed on everyone's computer in Liaisons, not just your station. We install the same operating system image on everyone's computer in that area." + +"Well, this is absurd. I need Outlook back, and I need Photoshop, and PageMaker!" She sounds so much like a petulant child, I drop the phone. No, actually, that's a lie. I throw the phone. The portable handset skitters across the carpet and knocks against the wall, the battery cover snapping open and the battery pack tumbling free, smoking. No lie, there - I rush to pick up the battery pack and hold the shorting wires apart so that I can tape them separately. + +I really shouldn't have thrown the phone, to be honest. It was just as childish and petulant as the employee I was talking to, but today is not a good day for me. It feels like school and work are conspiring against me to make my life as hard as possible. The last thing I need is an employee throwing a temper tantrum and blaming me for her non-issues blown way out of proportion. We know it's a non-issue: her software was indeed included on the list we were given with her name beside it, so we checked her drive over the network and found that the last access times for Photoshop and PageMaker were only a few hours after their creation dates, more than a year ago. Always on his quest to trim down the size of images, boss had gone on a bit of a spree, or the opposite of a spree, rather, pointedly not including software that people didn't use on the Liaisons image. + +A minute and a half later finds me sitting in my chair trying to fix the portable handset I'd just thrown across the lab with little success, when the employee comes peeking in through the door to LTS. I hold up the phone toward her and mumble something about having a little bit of trouble with the handset, simple mechanical repair, sorry for the dropped call. My boss steps out of the office between us, just now getting up to see what the noise was. + +"Bob," she whines. "When you gave me the new computer, I was told that I would have all of my old programs on it and there not there!" She still sounds a hairsbreadth away from tears, and my boss's eyes go wide at the sound, his muscles tensing as he backs away from this new threat. + +"I think there was a misunderstanding," he utters. "Everything will be alright, if you just give us a second, we'll--" + +I'm already wincing away at the sound of his very familiar words by the time she stamps her foot. I don't stay to hear the same thing over again, and quietly duck out around her to sneak out of the library and walk around the building once. I'm not relaxed enough by the time I reach the front doors and so I walk around the building a second time, thinking. Most of the employees in the library are sheep. I don't mind that, because, as technical support, it makes my job a whole lot easier. I tell them to do this, not to do that, and they obey with a look of fear or reverential awe in their eyes. We have a few that are bad for thinking they know rather more about computers than they really do, but this one is the worst type: the customer. The customer is always right, even when they're wrong, to the detriment of the those around them. + +When I get back into the lab, my boss hands me an Adobe CS2 Premium case, an Adobe PageMaker disk, a DreamWeaver disk, and a list of downloadable software with an apologetic look. "She was awful... I think I'm scarred for life," he mumbles. "I'm gonna need you to install those for her. She went home for the day, though, so feel free to do it remotely." + +"What's her computer again?" I ask resignedly. + +"nwaite" + +"Nora? Nancy? I forgot her name. Guess I blocked it from my mind." + +"It's easy to remember: 'I moan' backwards." + +
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Every Angel is Terrible (or - An Exercise in Pathos) +"Ein jeder Engel ist schrecklich," wrote Rainer Maria Rilke. Every angel is terrible. + +I read that sentence countless years ago as part of some modern sculpture exhibit while I was studying abroad. I don't even remember what the sculpture was about, but I remember the title of the piece, and soon adopted it as my own. It became my email signature, and appeared in various fora and journals that I kept here and there online. I don't think I ever figured out what it really meant for several years. + +Once I'd made tenure and discovered that the library was useful for something other than the wireless internet and a place to send my students in order to torture them with real research, I found a copy of the Duino Elegies, the source of the line, secreted between two large volumes. The slim pocket-sized volume was checked out by me for more than a year, renewed month after month as I slogged through the dense and wanderful poetry, German on the left-hand pages and English on the right side. + +When I had used the phrase, I had used it ironically. I was raised by two almost militantly atheist parents, both engineers, and I'd be lying if I said that none of their skepticism had rubbed off on me. To me, the phrase meant that every angel was terrible because they signified a crutch. Something to blame when things went wrong, something to thank for chance. Context means the world, though, and my take on the single phrase had turned it on its head. + +"Who," Rilke begins, "though I screamed, would hear me amongst the ranks of the angels?" The depths of despair one plumbs after the death of a family member always seems personal, unique, and applicable only to the one suffering, at least from their point of view. People can always sympathize and try to talk you back up into the comparative heights of day-to-day life, but it always seems as though they couldn't possibly understand. Who, after all, could possibly hear and understand amongst the cries of the world? + +I lost Peter after thirty years of knowing each other, seventeen years of living together, ten years of living as a married couple. At the beginning, I had spent nights and days wondering what was so different about this relationship from the others. It began with the same level of awkwardness of those other relationships I had had that sprung from friendships into something more. The awkwardness had given way to the standard elation, and the elation settinged into the comfortable familiarity punctuated by arguments I'd been through before and those small surprises we gave each other over the years. + +He was someone to whom I was able to give myself in my entirety, though. Totally honest, even in his little lies - even though his words might say something, his voice and his body told nothing but the truth. I gave him myself to him and he did the same to me. We could live together without destroying each other. When the marriage acts were passed, we were among the first couples down at the courthouse to apply for a marriage certificate, not because we were elated, but because we had felt as though we had been married for the past seven years anyway. + +Despite our standard arguments and a few problems with money necessitating our move from the house we were living in to a condo, most of our problems came from outside our happy family of three (one must never forget the cat). Peter quit his job teaching history at the local highschool a year after the marriage when a few parents complained to the school's administration about the fact that he was teaching about the marriage acts in his class when he would talk about current events, mentioning his sexuality as a statement of fact. Administration had suggested that perhaps the subject was still too sore for some people to be talking about it to their kids, and Peter had suggested that that if he didn't teach his students the other side of the issue, they would only get that sore side taught to them by parents. He finished out the semester and spent most of that time searching for new work. On the day of finals for that class, the students threw him a party, and Peter invited me along. + +Being more distanced from angry parents in college, I experienced little enough in the way of discrimination from my students and their families, though it helped that I taught in the music department and sexuality rarely came up. Instead, discrimination came from my fellow professors and even some of the administration. Despite colleges supposedly being a hotbed for it, all the supposed liberalism was only apparent when the problem was abstracted and far from home. When I brought Peter to what amounted to the department's Christmas party soon after his last day at the high school and introduced him as my husband, quite of the few who had argued so eloquently for gay marriage subsequently treated me different and one or two were down-right chilly to me after the fact, as though I might somehow give them the gay. It was even implied by the department head that I shouldn't mention this to students, and though he said that it was for my own good lest I face litigious parents, I get the feeling he thought I might recruit. + +With Peter now working at the public library and making less money than previously, though, I stayed on the job. I was tenured, and the money was helping us to live comfortably despite the move during the mortgage crisis. + +We were given far too little time to deal with the issue before it came to a head. Peter came home from the library looking decidedly harried, a rip in his shirt at the breast pocket. He walked a co-worker home daily. She lived on his way home, and didn't feel safe in the city, despite how safe everyone claimed that it was. As if to prove some terrible point, a block after Peter had seen her to her door and walked on, he was jumped by two males he never saw clearly. One grabbed the front of his shirt, ripping it in the process and held a knife against his belly while the other fished through his pockets, taking his wallet, music player, and key-chain. + +That night, we filed a report with the police, the officer promising what help he could, but assuring us that, without any description, there was little we could do but get new keys made and cancel his credit cards. The rest of the evening was spent with me doting on him and researching the bus-routes to get him to work the next day - I couldn't convince him to take a three-day weekend. I made him promise to call me when he got to work, and right before he left. + +When I got the second call, I ducked out of work early, bringing the papers I was grading home with me. I expected Peter to get home before me, but he wasn't there. I called the library; they said he had left already. I waited another ten minutes before I struck out along the route I knew he took to get home. + +While I don't remember much after that, I can tell what I know now. Peter had been stabbed three times not two blocks from where he had been attacked only the night before. The attackers had taped a sign with the word 'FAG' crudely written in marker to his back. Clutched in his hand was his keychain, a wallet-sized picture of us encased in a simple plastic frame. + +He lived for three more days in a coma with two surgeries in the process before he passed away. + +This tore me apart, to state the obvious, but worse than that were the sympathies I gained. Both our families visited, and the resulting media flurry crushed us. Friends, acquaintances, and people we didn't even know confronted us to share their feelings on the matter. Most tried to console us on the matter, though several called us sinners and one or two even tried to imply my guilt in the crime. + +On the third night after Peter's death, when things got to be too much, I went for a walk. I walked and walked. I headed out West under some other authority's direction - it was as though I wasn't in control of my body anymore. businesses thinned and stopped, and after a while, houses began to thin, too. + +Shivering in the March evening's chill, I came to the edge of town. Staring up at the mountains that prevented further sprawl of the town, I lingered. The sun set, the moon rose, stars faded into view, and still I stared at those mountains. The first true thought that entered my mind was of how small I was, mentally trying to see how many of me stacked head to toe and packed in together it would take to equal one of those mountains, and how little all my problems would mean to that many people. + +The sound of a car door shutting brought me out of my reverie, and I blinked at my surroundings. I was standing at the side of the road with the barbed wire of the open-space fence clenched in my fists, a small two-door car parked about tenty feet away from me. It was a small wonder I hadn't heard it before, nor even noticed the headlights. + +Once the driver walking towards me resolved from a black cutout against his headlights to the features of one of my students, I relaxed my grip on the fence. Without saying a word, he led me over to the passenger door of his car and made me sit in the seat. He tore strips from a towel in his back seat to wrap my bleeding hands in and used one to wipe the tears and snot from my face before shutting the door and turning the car around. + +When we reached the university, he finally spoke, asking me where I lived from there. I told him the address and another five minutes of silence followed before he pulled up in front of the condos I lived in. + +We both got out and he gave me a hug before I went inside. It wasn't a guy hug, but it was far from any embrace I'd shared with Peter. There was more support, more emotion, more understanding in that hug than in any of the many words spoken to me over the past week, and I had to try my hardest in order to make it back inside before bursting into tears once more, watching the blurred shape of his car pull slowly away from our house. + +I owe that student of mine my all, because he, of all people, explained Rilke's first Duino Elegy to me. + +
+ Who, though I screamed, would hear me among the ranks of angels? + + And even supposing one of them took me suddenly to his breast, + I would perish within his overpowering being. + For the beautiful is right at the margin of terrifying, which we can only just endure. + And we marvel at it so because it holds back in serene disdain and does not destroy us. + Every angel is terrible. +
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Ignore this +Mom and I piled into the car at about seven that morning, squeezing ourselves in amongst a laundry basket full of a bubble of my clothes, my computers, and bedding enough for one who lives in Colorado and knows what the winters can be like. Check in wasn't until four that afternoon, but there was still quite the drive ahead of us in order to get there on time and to give us some time in town for lunch and walking. + +"Exciting, isn't it?" my mom said. + +"Yeah, stoked," I replied with as much sarcasm as I could muster that early in the morning. "Why can't you empty-nest like all the other parents?" + +She laughed. "Why would I? I get the dogs all to myself now, I can go hiking whenever I want, and hey, I can make as much spinach as I want." + +"Hey, I like spinach too! And you know I'm going to go crazy without my pups there to keep me company." + +She nodded and focused on getting us down the mountain of her driveway and onto asphalt. Steamboat is tucked nicely in a valley, and the floor of that valley is decently flat, but unless you live in the middle of the town, you're in the hills. Much as I loved the Rocky Mountains, I had no desire to go to college in my hometown, sacrificing proximity to home for a school that wasn't filled with slackers who picked the school based on its proximity to the very popular ski slope. I really was excited to be going to college, where I could get an education that was pertinent to me. + +The next hour or so was spent in silence rather than our usual banter due to the early hour. I nursed my coffee for most of that time and watched as we pulled north from the town, slipping past habitation and into the densely packed wilderness, walls of building giving way to the walls of the pine forest. We wound our way up and north - up into the passes and north of the town, driving for Wyoming. Even though I was going to school almost directly east, it was faster for us to duck up to Wyoming for I-80 and head for I-25 to duck south back into Colorado to head for Fort Collins than to try driving east. + +With the sun heading to the top of the sky, I drained my now chilly coffee in a few quick gulps and reached back behind my seat to tuck the travel mug into my backpack. The mug had been one of my parting gifts from my friends who still had a year left of high school, and my mom had supplemented that with a small coffee maker. I had told her I didn't like drip coffee, but she assured me that I would most certainly get more use out of that coffee maker than any of my textbooks. Hard to disagree there. + +"I can't believe you picked somewhere so flat!" she exclaimed, breaking the silence of our drive to that point. + +"Me either. I feel as though I'm twice as tall there and I might just tip over, like it's harder to balance or something." + +"At least there are plenty trees." + +"Yeah, to hide the lack of mountains." + +"And you can bike easier." + +"Mmhm." I could sense where this was headed. My mom would always talk about the town before broaching the next subject. + +"And why did you pick such a stuck up little cow-town? I mean, it's not Greeley, but you could've gone to Boulder! Fort Collins is so... so..." + +"Conservative? I know, but that's just the town. I'll be living in the dorms." + +"Do you think they'll be that different?" she asked, sounding genuinely worried by now. + +"I hope so," I murmurred distractedly. We'd had most of this conversation before. "You know what they say: if you're not a liberal in college, you have no heart." + +"Well, you know the rest of that saying says that if you're not a conservative by forty that you have no brain, and plenty of your classmates' parents will have chosen their school for them; indoctrinated them." + +"Like you did me?" I grinned back to her sidelong glarsays that if you're not a conservative by forty that you have no brain, and plenty of your classmates' parents will have chosen their school for them; indoctrinated them." + +"Like you did me?" I grinned back to her sidelong glare. + +"Be serious, you know what I mean..." + +I nodded and sat for a bit before replying, "At least I'm not going to Wyoming." + +"I don't think I'd let you." Her expression turned pained, "Don't want you to be the next Matthew Shepherd. Poor kid..." + +"I know, mom. You saw the office, though, they clearly have enough gay people there for them to have an office, and to have some influence ofver how things are run." + +She nodded and shrugged as best as one can while holding at ten and two, a cautious driver. "But that's a group thing. You know, sociology and what not. That's not going to stop some crazy individual who's convinced deep down that God hates fags and it's their sworn duty to usher them straight to hell." + +"Well, yeah. I promise I'll be safe," I said dismissively. This conversation was getting worn out from how often we had had it. "And hey, maybe I'll even meet someone local to date." + +Smirking, she replied, "You can date whoever you want, Cory, I'm not going to stop you. I am going to suggest that those internet relationships you've had aren't exactly healthy, is all. Much as I liked Chris..." + +Nice disclaimer, I thought. And she really had liked Chris. It was tough on both of us when that relationship had ended as poorly as it did. "I know, I know. I'll go shopping and bring home a nice boy sometime, one of those funny ones." + +"Hey," she said mock defensively, laughing. "I'm not the one that needs a boyfriend, it's you. Date who you want, seriously. Jared and I will support you, whoever you wind up with." + +"Yeah," I said distractedly. I got the feeling that Jared wasn't exactly a big fan of having a gay step son. Mom had the final say, though, and promised me that even if that was the case, I came first for her, and didn't have anything to worry about on that end. + +Another bit of silence greeted us as the trees around the road began to thin and the omnipresent greenery shifted from the greenish blue of the pine trees to the brownish green of scrub. Wyoming was close. I hoped that meant food was close, as well. We had planned on stopping somewhere along I-80 in order to pick something up. + + +"Did you ever get in touch with your roommate?" mom asked. + +"Yeah, he emailed me back. Sounds like kind of a jerk," I said, brow furrowing. "He's in some sort of fraternity, I think. Hopefully that means I won't see him much. Don't know how I feel about living with someone who spells 'cool' with a 'k'." + +"Great," she muttered in response. "Now I'm really worried." + +"Don't be, mom. You know I can take care of myself." + +"So you always say, I just don't want you calling me to say you couldn't prove that." + +I blinked and frowned, mildly offended at that. I stared out the window for a little bit before looking over at my mom who had the steering wheel in a while-knuckled grip. She looked genuinely worried, "I'll talk to the GLBT student services guys about it, just to make sure I've got someone on my side if something happens, promise." + +She nodded and relaxed her grip somewhat, "Alright. Didn't mean to sound rude, I just worry sometimes." + +I gave a little sigh of a laugh, "Maybe you are empty nesting." + +*** + +Full of bagel, cream cheese, and lax, Our route turned east along I-80 for the few miles it took to get to I-25. Even though I'd gotten a coffee to go with our lunch, I was still tired. When my mom asked, I told her it was how boring the bland landscape was after the relative excitement of the mountains and greenery. I had barely slept the night before. Despite trying to act cool about the whole moving to college thing, excitement really had taken its toll on me, and I had alternated between worrying in bed and worrying at my desk. I must've mowed through half the container of olives we had in the fridge that night, sneaking out so as not to wake my mom and Jared as I made my food raids. Those spicy olives straight from the container were one of my comfort foods. One of those things that has to be eaten with the fingers. + +I suppose I'm a little weird. + +The conversation wandered around a little more between my mom and my self as she shared anecdotes from her own college life and I talked about recent stories about my friends as news from the perennial diaspora of high school graduates to colleges across the country trickled back to me. "Other Cory" had wound up down in Denver at the University of Colorado's campus there, and he had sent me a few pictures from his most recent visit down there. A few more friends from band had made their way to CU's Boulder campus, where my mom had wanted me to go, and the Inseparable Trio of Karen, Jessie and Nate had made their way to the University of Northern Colorado in Greeley, just a half hour away from where I was headed. Only one other of my friends from band --- more an acquaintance than anything --- had picked Colorado State University as I had, trekking over to Fort Collins along with me for visits and auditions, though he wasn't moving in until later today. + +Most of my other friends, though, had spread out much further than Colorado. Many of the other band kids had filtered down to various schools in Texas for their music and education programs down there, and one or two made their way to each coast. Their parents were loaded, though, and could afford to pay for all the plane tickets and out of state tuition that was involved in such a move. + +I was comfortable heading three or four hours away, though. I felt that it was close enough to home that I could visit if I wanted once I got my car fixed over Thanksgiving break. Still, it was far enough away so that I wouldn't have to worry about my mom 'emtpy nesting' on me and coming over to visit, except for the concerts. Dad was down in Colorado Springs, which was a good distance away, though I didn't expect to see him quite as much. Since he was helping with tuition as well, he made in-state tuition a must. Not that I minded, I loved Colorado, it just meant that if I wanted to get away, I would have to choose my schools carefully. I knew CSU from the two times I had done summer band camp, so that was my logical choice. + +Sipping my way through my coffee, I let the flattening landscape and my mom's music lull me into an empty mind. Excitement and caffeine kept me from dozing, but it felt like the first real relaxation I'd had in a while. + +Dad had sent me on my way with his goofy stories from college: shooting out a street light with a .22 rifle and having to repaint twenty light posts for the city as his community service; drinking with friends; smoking enough pot at a party that he wandered into the wrong apartment when he'd tried to go home. "Just promise me you'll get a DD if you drink, be a DD when you don't, and call me once in a while," was his goodbye when I'd left for Steamboat again on Wednesday. He'd given me a check for fifty dollars and walked me out to Jared's Honda, the car I was borrowing for this last visit. + +Jared had little to say to when it came to college other than to agree with most of what my mom said and offer up common sense advice on doing my homework. I had watched his own kid graduate and move off to college, which was a much bigger deal to him - he and Jennifer had gone out to dinner on their own four or five times in as many weeks before she made her way across town to the Colorado Mountain College, and they had planned everything meticulously. It was understandable, I guess. He and my mom hadn't gotten married until my Sophomore year of high school - he was just that guy that lived with us, and I was just that kid his girlfriend had from before. Didn't matter much to us that I was leaving. And I don't suppose it helped that I liked guys. I was always just a little unnatural to him. + +Mom and dad had taken that whole thing pretty well, at least. There were a few long talks I had to sit through about whether or not the whole thing was a phase or not, what this meant for their hopes of grandchildren, who I would go out with, and so on, but after a while, it was all normal to them. They both liked Chris, they both had their concerns about the whole internet dating thing, and they both treated me as they always had, which I suppose was the most important thing. Say what you want about Colorado in general, but I guess when it's your kid, it's hard to freak out too much. Besides, they were both hippies once. + +The bigger concern amongs them, my parents and Jared, was that I wanted to go into music. That alone had caused more strife than coming out had. + +"You'll never make any money," was what their arguments had come down to. Usually, it was couched in some lecture-speak, like, "There's a fine line between doing what you love and doing what you have to do in order to live comfortably." I had been a good kid and rarely rolled my eyes, but after watching both parents suffer through work, after watching Jared's relief at his lay-off, and most importantly, watching Mr. Paulsen talk about how much he loved his job in music teaching our band, I had to roll my eyes at this. + +The arguments went back and forth, and my only concession had been to major in music education instead of just plain music. Teaching wouldn't be so bad, so long as I could teach music. + +*** + +"Is this...? Yeah, this has to be it." My mom muttered. + +I jerked my head up from where I was half-dozing against the window at the words. Blinking at the light, I looked around. From the time I had spaced out an hour or so before, the landscape had changed from brownish scrublands of Wyoming to the tan plains east of the Rockies that I knew from the drives to band camp. That had always been my dad's deal, and this was only my mom's second time driving to Fort Collins. + +"Yeah, take this one," I yawned. Rubbing at my face, I struggled towards wakefulness. I fumbled around and found the second half of my coffee, long cold by now, and finished it with a grimmace. "Hopefully the places here have better coffee than this." + +"Can't have you without your coffee," my mom laughed. "Good dreams?" + +"Nah, wasn't sleeping." + +"Mmhm. Do you always drool when you're not sleeping?" + +"Sure," I mumbled. "That's what spit valves are for." + +She laughed and steered her way towards campus. I guided her through the move-in day traffic onto the campus and toward the dorms, letting her interrupt me as patiently as I could with her outbursts of drumming the steering wheel while sing-songing, "This is exciiiiitiiiiing!" + +Following the crowds, we made it to the south end of campus slowly and pulled up along the side of the street with the other cars disgorging students and stuff. + +"Glad we made it here early," I mumbled. There were already twenty or so other families unpacking along the stretch of road, and more were visible in the parking lots on either side of the building. Looking over the bent 'H' shaped dorm and trying to count rooms, I grimmaced at the thought of that many families trying to move their children in at once. No, I corrected myself, that many times two, what with the whole roommate thing. + +Before unpacking anything, my mom and I made our way around one wing of the building toward the lobby. We stopped to pick up my key and get directions to the room itself. Walking along the hallway to the wings, my mom was bouncing on the balls of her feet, poking fun at me for being more excited than I was. + +"I'm excited, I promise. Just dreading the common restrooms." + +"Aw," she jibed. "They're not that bad, I promise. Just have to get used to it. And schedule your showers for when the least amount of people are in there. And wear sandals when you do." + +"Thanks mom, you fill me with confidence." + +"I aim to please," she shot back. + +The doors to the southwest wing on the second floor were propped open and standing just inside was a man who looked to be in his late twenties who introduced himself as Mark, the RA for the hall. + +"Small!" my mom blurted as we were shown to my room. Both Mark and I laughed as we followed her in, but I had to agree with her. The far wall was taken up by a bank of picture windows, and opposite that was a bank of closets, split into two sets, one for each person, I supposed. Other than that, the room was a bit drab and depressing. The two empty walls were tan brick, though each one was partially obscured with a cork-board painted an institutional sort of off-white. Along each of those walls was a long twin bed and a wooden desk that looked functional enough, though instead of drawers, the side of the desk held shelf space. Addict that I was, I was already mentally fitting my printer onto one of those shelves and my computer down by my feet. Tight fit. + +It looked all the more shabby for how empty it was: my roommate had yet to show up. + +I buried my sense of disappointment about the room under the activity of moving my stuff from the car to the room, one armload at a time, with my mom. She had made me clean out my whole room at home and throw away, give away, or sell as much as I could stand to, promising that it would be better, and after lugging only my computer, a laundry basket of clothes and bedding, and a few loads of books into the room, I had to agree with her forecast. In the process of cleaning out my rooms at my mom's and dad's, I was exposed to just how much junk one person could have. + +When we finished getting everything stacked on my bed, we made our way back to the car to make way for another family while we went out to lunch. + +"Well, your RA seems nice," mom quipped on the winding drive off campus. "Mine, when I lived in the dorms, was a big priss. She was useless as an RA, so we just pretended we didn't actually have one." + +"Yeah, he was cool," I replied distractedly, pointing her towards a little mexican restaurant I had found in my last year of band camp. + +After a pregnant pause, my mom asked, "So, when are you going to come out to him?" + +"I'll get around to it," I sighed. "It's not that big of a deal to me; I mean, it is normal for me. I think if I act that way, others will see it as normal, too." + +Mom nodded hesitantly. + +We made our way inside and ordered our food, taking our burritos and drinks to a booth out of the way near the back of the restaurant. + +``I don't mean to be such a worrywort,'' my mom began, and I knew that was a disclaimer that more worrying was on the way. ``But I just think that it's something you need to worry about a little yourself. In high school, it doesn't mean as much because you're not living with those people, and the teachers are pretty much required by law to be okay with it. They can't show it if they're not, I mean.'' + +``Well, sure, but I'd like to think that since I'm going to a school the size of the town I grew up in, that I'd get a little anonymity from that,'' I countered. ``Sure I live with these people, but it's only for this year. And besides, I can sort of... keep things down low, know what I mean? I can wait to meet people and see how they are before I go about being openly gay. Hell, I waited for fourteen years, trying to figure out how you guys would react before I mentioned it to my own parents.'' + +Mom laughed around her bite of food and nodded, pausing to swallow before continuing. ``I know I should trust you more, but it's my job to worry. Highschool went pretty smoothly for you, especially once you started doing so well in band, but that's not to say that the same thing will happen here. Just saying.'' + +We finished in silence before making our way back out to the car, my mom tapping the ``Now Hiring'' sign taped up next to the door and raising her eyebrows at me. ``You should think about this, Cory. You know we kind of had to skimp on your meal plan a bit, so you should probably think about getting a job pretty soon to get some food for yourself.'' + +I nodded as I slid into the passenger seat again, ``Hopefully the market's a little better out here than it was in Steamboat. I'd prefer to avoid working at Subway again.'' + +``Yeah, that wasn't exactly your dream job, was it?'' + +``I worry for those who dream of working at Subway. Anyway, let's check out this Old Town thing before I have to get back for yet another campus tour. Get to see the town before I'm buried under homework and classwork.'' + +As we drove up north to seek a parking spot near the long row of shops that was Old Town, I worked to reconcile my mom's worries with my lack of them. I just hoped it would be as easy as it was in my imagination. + +*** + +I saw my mom off shortly before we were supposed to gather for our first hall meeting. She cried as she hugged me and kissed at my cheeks, whispering those same worries to me one last time before she went back to her car. I suppose the reality that I had just moved away from home hadn't set in yet, but I was admittedly a little glad to see her go. I was starting to feel like her pessimism was dragging me down and I was eager to get into life at college. + +I had just enough time shift my basket of clothes to the floor and get my sheets onto the bed before Mark started hollering at the head of the hall, calling all the guys out of their rooms for the first meet and greet. + +``Alright guys, for those who don't know or forgot, I'm your RA, Mark. I'm supposed to read this big spiel to you, but I can sum it up to you pretty quickly. Come to me if you've got problems with each other, with school, or with your room, but not for help with your love life. The code to the bathroom is ninteen eleven, and we'll come up with a cleaning rotation later this weekend. No candles, no incense, no smoking, no drinking, no drugs, take it easy on the loud music, and respect your roommate. Basically what I'm saying is have fun, y'all are cool, but be nice to each other and don't burn the building down.'' + + +We all laughed and went down the hall, giving our names, majors, and room numbers. + +``Well, since that whole thing was supposed to take us an hour and a half and it took five minutes, why don't y'all just mingle for a bit, okay? I'm serious, get to know each other, 'cause you've got six months to go here and you're stuck where you are. No sneaking back to your room.'' As if to provide a role-model for us, he socked the closest guy on the shoulder and started in to introducing himself to him in depth. + +We all stood around awkwardly for a bit before loosening up and starting to actually talk with each other. There was one other music major, Eric, and two art majors, Joseph and Jamen, and the four of us somehow wound up clumped together amongst the crowd of thirty two guys. + +``So,'' ventured Jamen. "You two are majoring in burger flipping, and Joseph and I have telemarketing?" + +We laughed a little shyly and nodded. ``I guess that's how it goes,'' I said. ``So.. what kind of art do you guys do?'' + +``Painting and graphic design,'' Jamen said. + +``Comic book type stuff and graphic design,'' Joseph said, adding, ``Graphic design is about the only way to make any money in the business, so it seems like every art major is also in graphic design.'' + +Eric nodded. ``Sorta the same with music, except with education.'' + +``You an ed major, too?'' I asked. Eric nodded. ``I just kinda tacked it on when my parents complained that I'd never make any money.'' + +``Yeah, my parents got on my case about that, too,'' Eric chuckled. ``No such thing as professional choirs anymore. What instrument do you play? Or are you voice?'' + +``Trumpet. Pretty standard stuff.'' + +And so it went. We introduced ourselves to the other guys on the hall, but after half an hour or so of that, we wound up sitting against the wall, two of us on each side of the hall, facing each other and talking about random things, mostly about going to what was mostly an agricultural school for a liberal arts degree. + +
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10111 / 50000 words. 20% done! + +For those of you who are reading, sorry about the weird quotes. It's for LaTeX, which differentiates between an open and close quote. I went through and replaced them all last time, but I'm too lazy this time :3 + +
More drivel. I promise this is going somewhere. +Our check in was on Friday afternoon, and the rest of that weekend was to be orientation. Part of the whole deal was for us to do much of the activities in the orientation together as a hall and get to know each other well, what with having to live together for the next two semesters. + +The whole hall went to dinner together, along with the other three halls in our wing, in what was a concerted effort to not flood the dining hall with the entire dorm's worth of students at once. The four liberal arts majors sat together again after making their way through the line for pizza and pasta, and the line for drinks. The food was a little disappointing to me, having been brought up on health food under my mom and cooking for myself or going out with my dad. Mark assured us, though, that the our dorm had one of the worst kitchens around, and that if we wanted some better food, there were better kitchens to go to in order to get it. + +After dinner, there were some activities at the student center that we were all supposed to attend and supposedly enjoy, though the whole thing wound up being a blur of boredom and I spent more time picking the occasional table of free goodies such as CSU branded pens and cups than I did on the activities laid out for us. Poker and TV had never appealed to me. + +I asked Mark if I could leave early and got a shrug in response. + +Back at my room, I worked on setting up my computer at the minimal desk we were given. The tower just barely fit under the desk, and if I put it there, I was left with no room for my legs, so it wound up on the corner closest to the windows, where I figured it would block any sunlight from my monitor. The printer sat on one of the shelves beneath it and the shelf below that was able to hold my paper and binders and, I figured, my text books as well. There was only just room on the top of the desk for my monitor --- a battered but usable CRT --- and my keyboard and mouse. The corner closest to the bed had just enough room for my alarm clock. + +Cozy, for certain definitions of cozy, I thought. The room was about the size of my room back at home, and I only got half the space. + +I set up my pillow and blanket with my head near the desk and feet near the door so I would be close to the alarm clock and could see if anyone came in. + +My clothes and laundry basket both fit in my half of the closets, and my small library of books fit fairly well into the three shelves built into the insides of the closet. Unpacked, I decided to check out the bathroom. + +One nine one one, and I was in, confronted with a bathroom divided in half. On one side of the dividing wall were the urinals and stalls, and on the other, stalls for showers and a bank of sinks with mirrors. I peeked into one of the shower stalls on a whim and decided my mom was right: the floor was that a gritty concrete painted a sort of blue. Rough enough to provide traction, but smooth enough to clean. I loathed the texture. I'd go pick up some sandals or something as soon as i could figure out where. + +The rest of the evening was spent finishing my computer's setup and chatting on the 'net about the first day with a few friends on IRC and high school acquaintainces over IM. I crashed at the early hour of ten or so, setting my alarm for seven. + +*** + +My alarm startled me from one of those sleeps without dreams that comes with exhaustion and I nearly fell out of my bed. The narrow twin-size mattress would take some getting used to, to be sure. I sat up on the edge of my bed blearily and looked out the window across the open field separating the wings of the dorm to the northwest arm of the `H'. + +I hadn't set up my coffee maker yet, and finding a place to do so proved to be a challenge. Eventually, it wound up on the bottom shelf of my desk while my paper wound up under my printer and the binders stacked neatly under the head of my bed. Liquids above electronics equipment had gotten me in trouble before, and I was nearly paranoid now. + +Coffee got me awake enough to make it to the showers with my towel, where I rinsed off quickly, standing on the balls of my feet to avoid as much contact as possible with the distressingly textured floor. At least they had water pressure to the point where I could barely stand the shower turned on to full blast. Excellent. + +There was a sign taped to the doorway to the stairwell that said we would be meeting at eleven. ``Good, three hours,'' I mumbled. Time to eat and maybe go buy books. + +The eggs were unimpressive, but plentiful. I sat with Mark, who was holding his head in both hands over a cup of coffee. + +``Rough night?'' I asked, dousing the eggs in pepper. + +``Not a morning person,'' he grumbled, sucking down half the cup of coffee at once. ``And the coffee, it does nothing.'' + +``Well, yeah, if you can see the bottom of the mug through a full cup of coffee, you know it's going to be worthless. Brought my own coffee maker.'' + +``Good man, good man. Gotta say, if you want coffee, stay away from the dorms, go to one of the bajillion coffee houses out around campus.'' + +``Yeah? Any good ones in particular?'' + +``Any of them are good after a month of drinking this stuff. Don't get my first paycheck until Friday.'' + +I winced, ``Yeowch. There much in the way of jobs here on campus, speaking of?'' + +``Sure,'' he nodded. ``Check the campus site. They have some student job listings there.'' + +Eggs were followed by a bowl of cereal. So much cereal. At least breakfasts were looking to be fairly enjoyable. + +``Hey, uh, Mark,'' I mumbled, poking at my `Frosted Mini Spooners' with my spoon, the bran pillows only stubbornly soaking up the milk. ``My mom told me to say, er... well, she told me to, well, to come out to you,'' I continued hastily, sure that my face must be past red and well into purple. + +Interrupted from his coffee gazing, Mark blinked up at me blearily. ``Oh. Okay, cool.'' + +Anti-climax is the warp and woof of the world, but reactions like this were always a bit of a let down. The logical side of my brain argued with the illogical side, which was claiming loudly inside my head that this was a Big Deal, don't you know, and that Matthew Shepherd died in a hospital in this town, it's a Big Deal. ``Think it's gonna be a problem on the hall?'' is what I said instead. + +``Nah,'' he shrugged and downed the rest of his coffee. ``If they do, we can talk. Talk with the gay office, too, they can help if that happens.'' He heaved himself up from his chair and made his way to get coffee and cereal. He was wearing rubber ducky print pajama bottoms. + +Well, at least that's done, I thought, staring after my stumbling RA. + +I finished up my breakfast and left my tray at the window to the dish room before making my way back to my own room to pick up my class schedule. I wandered over to the student center and found the bookstore on the lower floor. + +Music theory one. New books only, sixty dollars. + +Introduction to music history. A used book, forty-eight dollars. + +Analytic trigonometry. One used book, twenty dollars. + +No books for trumpet studio, marching band, or symphonic band. + +I wandered to the other side of the shelves to look for the college composition books, gritting my teeth over the price I was paying for my few books. There was a crowd around the shelf holding the books for CO150, and it took a bit of waiting before I got to the sheet taped over the shelf, listing which sections needed which books. Great, two more books for that one class. + +``This is absurd,'' the girl mumbled to herself, squatting down and peering at the stacks of books I was headed towards myself. + +``Pardon,'' I said quietly, kneeling down and juggling the books I was already holding as I reached for one of the books. She smiled and handed me the other, one of the two used copies left, taking the other for herself. + +``Another thirty dollars, here you go,'' she said. + +``Really? Jeeze... this is, like, half of my savings!'' + +``I know, I should go into text book publishing.'' She smirked and hefted her own stack, looking appraisingly at mine, ``You got a pretty light load, though, looks like.'' + +Following her over to the zig-zagging line to check out, ``I suppose. How many classes are you taking that you have eight... ten books?'' + +``Four,'' she said over her shoulder. ``I'm an English major. We're sort of required to read.'' + +I nodded, feeling my ears redden, ``Oh, yeah...'' + +When we reached the end of the line, she tilted her head and shifted her weight to one side so as to read the spines of my own books, ``Music major?'' + +``Yeah, music education.'' + +``Mm. I guess they just lump everyone together in composition, I guess. I thought the entry exam was BS, so I skimped on it. A basic writing class sounds just as full of BS, though. Guess I should've tried harder.'' + +I nodded with as much commiseration as I could muster. I had done my best on that exam and placed solidly into that middle level class. ``I'm Cory, by the way, since we're in the same section and all.'' + +``Kris,'' she replied. ``I'd shake your hand, but I got an armload of books, so I guess this awkward run-on sentence will have to do for now.'' + +We chatted our way through the line. She was the daughter of two engineers and lived in Boulder. She certainly looked the part. Two t-shirts --- one brown and one pink --- with band names on them; a tiered, crepe-fabric skirt the color of green tea; and her short, dishwater blonde hair done up in chaotic whorls above her head, doing little to hide the lopsided piercings in her ears: a silver hoop in each, two studs in her left ear and one in her right. She was fairly attractive, I thought, as much as I could be the judge of that. Rumpled without being dumpy, stocky, a bit of a tummy without being fat. It suited her. + +We each went our separate ways after paying for our books, waving our goodbyes as I headed back to my room, dwelling on how much money it had cost for my five books. Hopefully the classes would be worth it. I hadn't seen the bills my parents had gotten from the university, but from the way they talked, this was quite the undertaking in all aspects. + +Relevant education is expensive, I thought. + +*** + +The rest of that first weekend was a flurry of, I thought, useless and overwrought activity. There were two more tours of the campus, to add to the two I had already taken. There was a series of games we had to play in one of the large grassy areas to the west of the student center that were probably intended to get us to relax but were almost universally greeted with sarcasm. All the new freshmen packed together so that our sweating bodies spelled out `CSU' while a photographer on the roof of the recreation center took our picture. I had a bit to do for marching band, but other than that, the first weekend of school had very little to actually do with school. + +Eric, Joseph, Jamen, and I all hung out together for most of the weekend, sampling the food at a few of the other dorms around the campus and finding a few places that actually served food worth eating. Mark and I headed to a coffee shop north of campus and ran into Kris there, where we watched a woman who looked rather a lot like Kris only taller cook omelets and waffles, drinking our pricey espresso drinks and feeling out of place. + +My roommate didn't show up until Sunday night at about ten. I was just heading to bed, but since he needed to unpack all his stuff, I figured I'd stay up a bit longer and talk with him while he did so. + +Thomas was a short, fit looking kid with a week's worth of stubble on his cheeks and chin, colored red, brown, and gray. He moved in a dazed sort of way, though he didn't seem particularly confused. When he talked, I could tell he was a little stoned. + +``So,'' I ventured. ``How were you able to get out of this weekend's madness?'' + +``I'm a sophomore, just chillin' in the dorms for another year,'' he drawled. ``Didn't get my act together last year. Heh. 'Sides, I ain't payin' for this place, m' dad's got that covered.'' + +I smirked and nodded, lounging back in my desk chair. The thing was something of a mockery of a rocking chair: it had two rails along the bottom like a rocking chair, but they were straight and shaped so that it only had three positions: forward middle and back. ``Good thing. Bunch of bull this weekend, I thought.'' + +Thomas chuckled in that stoner rumble of his, ``Yeah, I 'member that shit. All team building and `go rams' and hype. Fuckin' gay.'' + +I hid my wince behind my travel mug of water. + +``Anyway, 'nough of that. I'm in for journalism, how 'bout you?'' he continued blithely. + +``Music eduation.'' + +``Oh, teacher, cool. I respect that. Whatcha play?'' + +``Trumpet,'' I replied, gesturing to the narrow case by my bed with my foot. + +``Awesome,'' he said, nodding. He nodded for about thirty seconds, hands absent mindedly arranging books again and again on his desk. I got the feeling he was a little eccentric, like he was hearing music in his head that he was nodding to. Maybe he really was just stoned. ``Hey, uh... Cory. You... y'know... smokeup at all?'' + +``Er... no,'' I shook my head. That answered that, then. ``Not against it or anything, just never had the chance.'' + +``Oh, cool, cool,'' Thomas mumbled, getting his stuff all put away and sprawling back on his ratty covers. ``I, y'know, I'm kinda into it a bit. Heh heh. A lot, really. Just let me know if it bothers you, and I won't do it in her or anythin'.'' + +My stomach turned a little in my nervousness. I hadn't screwed around with drugs at all in highschool, though I'd read plenty: I knew all the good sites. My parents had both talked about it some and discouraged me, each in their own way. Didn't stop me from being curious, though. ``I really... well, I guess I don't care. Never been around it. I'll let you know if it bugs me.'' + +``Mm.'' Thomas had pulled out his MP3 player and started fiddling with it. I sat for a bit before getting up to turn off the light, leaving my roommate with his desk lamp and music. College was a bit of a let down so far. The dorms were only passable, my roommate was questionable, and here I was already thinking about drugs, and I hadn't even had my first class. It all made me feel rather pensive about myself and my situation. + +*** + +Wednesday. I'd made it through all of my classes at least once. + +My schedule had Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays fairly full with only composition and symphonic band on Tuesdays, plus a large block of time that I'd scheduled for my independent study type math class. So far, all I'd done in class, though was gotten a bunch of papers: syllabi, grading rubrics, a few questionaires. We'd played some sort of name game in all of my classes except for band, which still required another audition. + +I ran into Eric a good deal at the new music building. It was quite a walk from the dorms and we both made the trek there for our early-morning classes. The fact that the building used to be the old Fort Collins High School only served to make everything seem more like my old school. The campus was open, sure, and the classes were more specific, but it was still walking around with a backpack carrying too much stuff through room-lined hallways. + +Along with Eric, Joseph and Jamen took to spending a good deal of time in my room. It turned out that Jamen already knew my roommate from somewhere else, though he wasn't exactly specific where from. On Tuesday night, I came home to find a TV occupying some of the empty space by the window between our two halves of the room. Jamen and Thomas were parked in front of it watching Starship Troopers, and the whole room smelled a little of nag champa incense and a muskier undertone. Judging from their giggles and glassy eyed stares, I could guess how Jamen knew my roommate. + +I had sat next to Kris during composition, since she was the only person there that I knew, and we talked a litte more as we made our way out of the engineering building, apparently the only place they could stuff this inconvenient class. She was into jazz and rock from Japan; I liked computers; she was raised Christian but felt more Buddhist about everything; I was apathetic, raised by apathetic parents; she wanted to be a writer, or at least an editor; I didn't want to be a teacher, but it would make me money. She was a pretty funny girl, and one of the few people I had gotten to know in my five days at school, and she apparently felt rather the same way, so we made plans to get together for lunch the next day with a few of each of our friends. + +I had sat next to Kris during composition, since she was the only person there that I knew, and we talked a litte more as we made our way out of the engineering building, apparently the only place they could stuff this inconvenient class. She was into jazz and rock from Japan; I liked computers; she was raised Christian but felt more Buddhist about everything; I was apathetic, raised by apathetic parents; she wanted to be a writer, or at least an editor; I didn't want to be a teacher, but it would make me money. She was a pretty funny girl, and one of the few people I had gotten to know in my five days at school, and she apparently felt rather the same way, so we made plans to get together for lunch the next day with a few of each of our friends. + +And so... Wednesday. Trudging across campus on I had sat next to Kris during composition, since she was the only person there that I knew, and we talked a litte more as we made our way out of the engineering building, apparently the only place they could stuff this inconvenient class. She was into jazz and rock from Japan; I liked computers; she was raised Christian but felt more Buddhist about everything; I was apathetic, raised by apathetic parents; she wanted to be a writer, or at least an editor; I didn't want to be a teacher, but it would make me money. She was a pretty funny girl, and one of the few people I had gotten to know in my five days at school, and she apparently felt rather the same way, so we made plans to get together for lunch the next day with a few of each of our friends. + +And so... Wednesday. Trudging across campus on tired feet with my mug of coffee, talking with Eric to keep from spacing out. + +``Man, I'm friggin' jealous of my roommate. His classes don't start until nine. I mean, I guess that's only an hour later, but that's an hour of precious sleep,'' he whined. + +``I hear ya.'' I swapped hands holding my mug so I could shake the other one out. August mornings were much warmer down here on the plains than up in the hills. ``It's like.. all our academic classes are in the morning, in music, and all our ensembles in the afternoon.'' + +``Well, it's good for us singers. We had choir in the morning in high school, and it's pretty rough.'' + +``I guess it makes sense, yeah. Everything started at seven thirty in high school, too. Dunno why eight in the morning feels so damn early now.'' + +``Wow,'' Eric laughed. ``I think that's the first time I've heard you curse. Did your parents always get down on you for that?'' + +I felt my cheeks redden, but chuckled along with him. ``Yeah, I wasn't supposed to cuss at home, and guess I never got around to it at school.'' + +``Never got around to it,'' Eric smiled. ``Fuck. Goddamn shit,'' he added and I burst out laughing at the look of relish on his face. + +``Yep, fuck,'' I said in response. ``It's hard to shake the feeling of living under someone else's rules when you've done it for eighteen years.'' + +Eric nodded, ``We're free now, though.'' + +Walking through the underpass beneath College Avenue, the main thoroughfare of Fort Collins, I remembered about Kris, ``Oh yeah, going to lunch at Parmalee with this girl I met in my composition class and some of her friends. Noon. Want to come, too?'' + +``What? Meeting girls already? You band kids are such players,'' Eric laughed as I socked him in the shoulder. + +``It's not like that, I promise,'' I said, adding silently, `I don't go for girls.' + +``Sure, that's what you say now. Anyway, yeah, I'll come along. I think Joseph has class, but if I run into him, I'll get Jamen to come along too, if you want.'' + +``Yeah, go ahead. You'll probably see him before I do.'' + +Eric nodded and waved, ducking up along a more northerly path towards his class as I continued on toward the front of the building and my theory class to review what I'd already learned in highschool. + +Theory was followed by history, where I spent more time looking at the teacher than listening to him talk. I shook myself out of it a few times, trying to convince myself to pay attention. I'd always catch myself staring again; at least it looked like I was paying attention. He was a grad student and a bit of a looker. He reminded me of Jamen + +I had a spare hour after history before a manditory meeting of the music department and I decided against the long walk home if I'd have to walk back. I walked around for a few minutes before I found a few chairs on the landing of the grand staircase above the entry way to the school. I picked one in the corner and pulled out a book to read, but I wound up getting distracted by the singers next to me talking and laughing, letting myself get caught up in their conversation. + +The departmental, the meeting I had to go to, turned out to be just a bunch of rules I'd already read, so I spent most of the time zoning out. I had skipped breakfast and was looking forward to lunch. Food and friends. + +Despite time dragging its heels, eleven fifty rolled around before too long and Eric and I hurried out of the music building. The dorm we were eating at, Parmalee, was most of the way across campus, and we weren't even technically on campus. We walked quickly and laughed as we talked along the way. We even met Jamen in the plaza in front of the student center by chance and dragged him along with us, easily overcoming his objections of wanting to take care of his math homework, the same type of stuff I was supposed to be doing. + +We were only five minutes late for our noon o'clock lunch at the dorm and waited to be swiped in to see Kris and one of her friends loitering just past the entrance. She smirked at us as we we waited to have our IDs scanned, tapping at her decidedly watch-less wrist. I gave her a helpless shrug and a stupid grin. + +``Hey Cory,'' she said, gesturing to her friend. ``This is Erin, my roommate.'' + +``Nice to meet you. This is Eric,'' I gestured in turn, feeling stupidly formal as I did so. ``And Jamen.'' + +There was an awkward pause for a moment before Kris burst out laughing and we all chuckled, ``Effin' stupid. We gotta get food before I implode.'' + +We made our way across the dining hall and then down a narrow hallway to what was apparently another section of the cafeteria, Kris explaining over her shoulder, ``Parmalee and Corbett are attached at the kitchen. The Corbett side's better. All sorts of Mexican and stuff over there.'' + +We split up when we got to the Corbett side and each went to one of the different `restaurants' they had over there. Kris, Jamen, and I wound up waiting in line for quesadillas while Eric and Erin sought out one of the main entree lines; they seemed to be hitting it off fairly well. + +``So how's the whole school thing going for you guys?'' Kris asked, leaning back against one of the poles of the rope barrier, standing on the base with her heels so that it didn't tip over. + +``Good enough,'' I mumbled. ``Boring so far.'' + +Jamen shrugged and crossed his arms over his chest, ``Too much politics.'' + +``Wow, already?'' Kris winced. + +``Yeah. You can tell some of the teachers don't like the others in the art department, and there's all this seniority crap that some people take way too seriously.'' Another shrug, then, ``Oh well, it's all good. How 'bout you?'' + +``Oh, I dunno, I'm having fun so far.'' She nodded her head at me as she said, ``Our comp class is a bunch of crap. I think our teacher's a fundamentalist.'' + +I laughed and nodded, ``She's pretty nuts.'' + +Jamen grinned and nodded, ``Mine too. We started talking about writing arguments, like how to argue a point, and she wants us to focus on gay marriage this semester.'' + +``So? What side are you going to write about?'' Kris asked. She had gotten there before me. It was one of those innocuous questions that could tell you about your friends before you outed yourself to them. Couch it in a current news item. + +``Well,'' Jamen mumbled, blushing now that he was on the spot. ``I'm all for it. Gay marriage, that is.'' + +``Good!'' Kris laughed and looked pointedly at me, ``I'd have to question your taste in friends, Cory, if Jamen here was against it.'' + +I blinked, taken aback, ``Er? Well... why?'' + +``Well, my brother's gay, but too lazy to be an activist about it, so I do it for him!'' + +We laughed a bit and I swallowed the rising bile --- I had been worried that she knew that I was gay and was about to blurt that out in front of Jamen. I had wanted to tell everyone on my own terms. + +Jamen, being the first in line, got his quesadilla first and wandered off to the table that Eric and Erin had picked out and were already holding an animated discussion over. Kris watched him go, then looked at me side-long, ``And you are too, aren't you?'' + +Stunned once more, I nodded a little bit. + +``It showed in your reaction.'' She looked at me a little more intently and laughed, ``Hey! Relax! I just said I was alright with it, didn't I? Its not like I'm gonna shun you and tell all your friends.'' + +I must've relaxed visibly because Kris giggled again and gave me a half-hug, one hand taken up by her quesadilla on a plate. I returned the hug awkwardly. With her hair, she came up to about my nose. She smelled like peppermint. ``Just relax, get your food.'' + +*** + +``C'mon, Cory. You take friggin' forever.'' + +I threw my binder into my backpack and tucked the New York Times in along with it, zipping the thing up so quickly that neatly perforated a corner of the paper that hadn't quite made it in all the way. ``Sorry, sorry... wasn't paying attention.'' + +``You're worse than a girl, boy,'' Kris laughed. ``Hell, you're almost worse than Erin.'' + +Now that it was a few weeks into the semester, classes were picking up. Our composition teacher had required us to get a newspaper at least once a week and write a one page basic analysis of one of the articles in it for every Tuesday's class. Kris and I had gotten in the habit of doing that on Tuesday afternoons before class in my room; me working on my desktop and Kris on her laptop so that she could use my printer. She always finished before I did. + +I bounced out of the room as she held the door open for me, letting it shut heavily behind us as we walked quickly down the hall. + +``Man, I hope that didn't wake Thomas.'' I said, ``He was pretty zonked out.'' + +``Poor boy must not be sleeping well,'' Kris said, sounding worried. It had caught me off guard, originally, that the little anachronisms of her speech sounded so natural coming from her. + +``Oh, come on, you don't really believe that, do you?'' + +She laughed and shouldered me against the wall, ``'Course not, he was stoned out of his gourd.'' + +September had taken an edge off the heat of August, but only a bit. It was still warm enough for t-shirts and, for the adventurous and slightly fashion challenged Jamen, shorts outside, so Kris and I speed-walked to the engineering class from my dorm unencumbered by heavy clothing, dodging guys on longboards and girls on cruiser bikes. + +My back was sweaty from hauling my pack by the time we got to class, just barely avoiding being late. I sat forward in my chair and tugged the damp t-shirt away from my skin, pulling on it a few times to help cool myself down. Kris made a gagging face at me and I stuck my tongue out at at her. + +``At least this building has AC,'' I murmurred to her, hushing up quickly and looking apologetic when the teacher gave me a Significant Glance. + +``Alright, pass your papers to the aisle and up to the front,'' the teacher said in that insufferable whine she had for a voice. + +I pulled my paper out and handed it to Kris, getting my New York Times out as well and putting it in front of me, relaxing back against the seat a bit as the papers percolated to the front, the class then going from person to person to give a brief synopsis of the stories they had written about. I'd picked something about how global warming was viewed in the UK, and Kris had picked a story about book banning. + +Class plodded along dully and I spent most of the remainder of the hour and a half trying to see how close together I could draw concentric circles with a ball-point pen without them touching, taking up most of the margins of my newspaper. I spoke up once or twice in the discussion about appeals in an argument, enough to get me credit in the class. Having been in school long enough now, I had come to agree with Kris --- college comp was bullshit. + +When we were finally free to go, Kris and I walked back to my place much more slowly than we had to get to class, drifting across the plaza almost without direction. + +``Alright, so if I were to design a curriculum to teach English majors writing,'' Kris began. She talked about this almost every time after composition. ``I'd probably drop all this BS about arguments. They're teaching us as if we all plan on going into politics and we need to come up with rebuttals to proposals. The appeals stuff is cool, at least from a fiction standpoint. I mean, it's kinda cool to see how pathos and logos turn up in novels. Real novels, not that trashy sci-fi you read.'' + +``Hey! It's not trashy! It's legitimate writing! At least, the stuff I read. No little green men or anything.'' + +Kris laughed. + +``Speaking of debatably legitimate writing, want to go see the new Batman movie tonight? Haven't been to a movie in this town yet.'' + +``Sure, I guess.'' Kris shrugged, ``Mind if Erin comes along? She's all gung-ho about it. Plus, she can drive. The theater isn't exactly walking distance from campus.'' + +``Erin, huh? That means Eric's going to have to come along, too.'' + +``Oh, come on, he's your friend!'' she laughed + +``I know, I know,'' I replied. ``They're just so... disgustingly cute together. They need to just, like... officially start going out and quit teasing us all.'' + +Kris elbowed me in the side, ``What, you have a problem with them being close?'' + +I elbowed back, just because. ``No, it's not that. I just think it's a little quick for them to already be getting into a relationship.'' + +``Whoa now, you just said they should get together...'' + +``Jooooookiiiing,'' I sang out. + +``Jaaaaackaaaass,'' Kris mimicked. + +
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14014 / 50000 words. 28% done! + +Sorry for the weird copying issues in the last couple of entries. My bad. I'd start typing in Vim without being in insert mode, and wound up yanking (copying) and pasting paragraphs accidentally. All told, deleting those duplicates brought me down to 9,778 words. I tried to make it up tonight, getting to my old count and writing past that. + +Unfortunately, I don't feel like posting the whole thing twice. Twice, you say? Shameless plug, I say! I got my drupal site running enough to start posting things there, and the 'book' plugin is pretty awesome, so you can see the whole thing at http://drab-makyo.com/node/3 + +Or you can just pick up where we last left off. Caution! Matt got sappy, borderline saccharine! Oh, and I wrote about morning wood. Just a forewarning :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1479.md b/lj-dump/L-1479.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6cff9257 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1479.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-11-04 16:01:34 + +I'm sure y'all are voting anyway, but I have to share this, 'cause... 'cause fuckin' stoats, man... + +
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Congratulations, I guess. You’re D Minor, the key that F Major turns to when its lover dumps it. This key is downright depressing, but not in a loud way. This is more the “brooding as you slowly cut yourself in the corner” type of depressing. A member of the totally-real band Spinal tap once said that when D minor begins, “everyone instantly starts weeping." It’s an easy key to play for many instruments, and is quite a nice key for slow jazz ballads, as if you didn’t have enough of the blues.

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So yeah, you’re D Minor, but you probably don’t care. In fact, you were probably expecting this when you started the damn quiz. Pessimism isn’t always the answer, friend!

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SONG EXAMPLE: So What? By Miles Davis (OK, I know it’s actually in D’s Dorian mode, but close the hell enough.)

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INTERESTING TIDBIT:

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* This key is actually fairly easy to rock in if you’re in drop D, but you rarely hear any super punk death metal in D Minor. Odd.

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Well, most of it ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1480.md b/lj-dump/L-1480.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fd46cd65 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1480.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-05 06:18:31 + + + +Cruisin' along. finished the second section of the novel (for those of you following along with the outline, I just finished the 'First theme in the tonic'. At this rate, I'm going to be writing a fairly long book. + +I posted it, but, fair warning, there's some sex in the last 'chapter'. I was tasteful, but it's pretty damn explicit. Sorry about that, but, after so many years of dealing with typefucking on the internet, I feel as though I'm entitled to take some liberties with my novel :D:D:D + +Picking up where I left off. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1481.md b/lj-dump/L-1481.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9df38262 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1481.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title To my friends +%date 2008-11-05 21:07:23 + +With yesterday's election I watched several of you celebrate victory and several of you mourn in defeat. For many, the election brought mixed feelings, and I know that I struggle with some of my own. However, my heart ached with despair most when I watched many immediately withdraw into yourselves. + +For those whom the election did not favor, I watched many of you resign yourselves to the decisions of others: some gave way weakly and some backed into their corner with teeth bared, their defeat feeding the fuel of their passive-aggressive response. + +Many of those whom the election favored I watched celebrate, comfortable in your victories. Some of you relaxed as if your work was forever finished, and some of you gloated among your friends or over your opponents. + +However, victors and defeated, I watched nearly all of you stop, and this broke my heart. I was disappointed to watch so many of my dear friends act in a way completely counter not only to democracy in America but to human nature itself. Humanity does not stop, and neither should a government of humanity. + +If you feel loss after this election, please, for me, for you, and for all in this country, do not fall victim to short sightedness in your loss. Mourn, yes, but seek the change, the rights, the laws you were denied, no matter what they are, because our individuality is what most strongly unites us as a people. + +If you are celebrating after this election, please, for humanity's sake, do not stop. Acknowledge your victories, yes, but never let anything stop you from trying to make this a better world no matter how you are able, because our drive to improve is what will make this world great through the ages to come. + +This American election was stressful for us all, Americans and otherwise, but it is just a moment in time, and time will never stop. Let us look back and say that we weathered the surge of politics and moved on, ever seeking to make the world a better place for ourselves, our friends and families, and for everyone in it for eons to come. + +(It's written like a speech because I was going to check out one of the library's MacBooks and make a YouTube video, but someone stole one of them Friday and the police have requested we put a hold on them for a while, so take it in its context.) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1482.md b/lj-dump/L-1482.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..692d7e9e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1482.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-06 05:33:32 + +24,226. + +That's how far I got last time I did NaNoWriMo the last time, in 2006. And that was my wordcount on the 14th. Makes me feel good to see that here it is, the 5th, and I've already almost reached that number. 45.21% - I'm almost halfway done with the goal. + + +(I liked this one, since it makes me look like I wrote way more than I did today, since I didn't update until after midnight last night) + +Finally onto the transition to the second theme: http://drab-makyo.com/node/9 Gonna be a long book at this rate. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1483.md b/lj-dump/L-1483.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9ffba1a7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1483.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Fffxk +%date 2008-11-07 03:33:32 + +I burned the heel of my right palm on the cast iron skillet making steak for myself tonight. I never realized how much that part of my hand moves when I type, especially reaching for the backspace and shift keys until now x.x Oh well, I'm keeping a frozen lump of emu close by so that I can palm it every now and then. The good news is that there are two shift keys and the right shift key on this laptop is going out, so I've been using the left more and more. The bad news is that I almost always use the right shift anyway, since that's what I use normally, only correcting myself after the fact. + +Stupid foxes. + +Anyway, still writing tonight, pain or no. I finished `chapter' fifteen earlier today, which means I'm done with the transition section. On to the second theme, which might be a whole lot more difficult to write. I'm finding that I'm starting to care about my characters' relationship a lot, which.. well, I shan't spoil the rest of the book :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1484.md b/lj-dump/L-1484.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fd6c4d68 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1484.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-07 06:19:32 + +28,406 words - 56.81% I've now surpassed my previous effort :D + +I'm getting into the swing of the second theme, two chapters into it now. I'm curious, for those who are reading as I write, do you want me to tell you what the themes represent before I get too deep into the second one, or do you want to guess for yourselves? I had planned on the latter and asking when I got halfway done with the book just to see if I was pulling things off, but I figured I'd see if y'all want to know up front :o) + +Anyway, I left off halfway through chapter sixteen which I finished earlier today, so here's the link to that: http://drab-makyo.com/node/45 I promise I'm not writing a porno, but there's more sex c.c It's part of the plot, I promise. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1485.md b/lj-dump/L-1485.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..289ee53c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1485.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-08 22:02:00 + +James came up yesterday, so I took a bit of a writing break. He was out this morning, though, so I got another chapter done. It's posted here: http://drab-makyo.com/node/55 + +I'll be writing more this weekend, too be sure, but since I'm at 31,690 words/63.38% I don't feel too bad taking it easy for a day or two :o) + +Watch out, now he's doin' drugs! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1486.md b/lj-dump/L-1486.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4e2fd9bd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1486.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-09 02:52:42 + +Mind.. blank! Agh! @.@ + +Edit: Read this instead \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1487.md b/lj-dump/L-1487.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..42111055 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1487.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-10 02:22:05 + +35,235 - two more chapters under my belt, and probably two more in this section. The second of the chapters is a total cop out that will likely disappear when I edit, but for now, it's a bunch of words that have something to do with the story, so I'll keep it :D + +Where we left off: http://drab-makyo.com/node/56 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1488.md b/lj-dump/L-1488.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f8adeff9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1488.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriteIn +%date 2008-11-11 02:01:51 + +Went to a NaNoWriMo write in today for the hell of it (there now, actually). Friggin' awesome. They gave us goodie bags with little plastic ninjas and buttons and 'Novelist' signs. + +Plus, chai, man. Friggin' chai. + +PS - I think the sound of seventeen people all typing on laptops may be one of the coolest things I've heard in quite a while. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1489.md b/lj-dump/L-1489.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..95dd1efc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1489.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-11 05:45:56 + +37,610. I was interrupted rather rudely by an IBS attack, so I had to step away from the write in and kneel down around a corner and just sort of rock back and forth like an idiot for a while :| Oh well. 2,375 words tonight is good enough, even though it's only one chapter. More emoooooo. Almost done with this section, then I can write the codetta and finish this whole part of the novel. + + +(it occurs to me that these images cache. I really shouldn't use them. BUT THEY'RE SO AWESOME. Ctrl+f5 or Shift+f5 to refresh all cached data. One of the two :o) + +http://drab-makyo.com/node/58 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-149.md b/lj-dump/L-149.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6df99cf8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-149.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Aww.. +%date 2004-05-04 04:38:30 + +I feel like crying! It's sad :o) + +Anyway, I slept in until 5:30 on accident, leaving me virtually no time for homework, a good deal of which is due today, and it made me incredibly sad. + +Well, half of me. The other half is irrationably chipper ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1490.md b/lj-dump/L-1490.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..efb32fcf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1490.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Yep. Wit. +%date 2008-11-12 00:24:59 + +Obama Pictures and McCain Pictures
see Sarah Palin pictures \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1491.md b/lj-dump/L-1491.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..116a6a33 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1491.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-12 05:06:44 + +41,302, woooooo. Also, I'm now done with part 1! Time to figure out how to write the development section :3 This predicts that I'll break 50k in four days :D:D:D:D + + + +http://drab-makyo.com/node/59 More druuuuuuuugs. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1492.md b/lj-dump/L-1492.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8c806dd0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1492.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-11-12 06:03:13 + +This is friggin' awesome (and I don't even like most of that music) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1493.md b/lj-dump/L-1493.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9f3dfe9b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1493.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title Brit fox +%date 2008-11-12 17:59:35 + +So, I've been conducting an informal study over the past several days and have drawn the following conclusions: + +- when I shower, I get no comments on my looks other than clothes +- when I don't shower, the number of comments on my looks jumps from 0 to approximately 3 per day. All of these comments are along the lines of "you look British" or "I like your hair, it's very Euro" +- further testing showed that comments were based entirely on hair (showering on the morning but keeping hair as dry as possible) +- this means that either Brits don't shower or don't wash their hair, or possibly that when I wash my hair at night rather than in the morning, I look like a member of a widely varying group of people across the Atlantic ocean +- finally: I look better when my hair is unwashed. Possible explanations are that my hair gets oily as time goes by and that washing that oil out causes my hair to frizz out in that partial fro I've had for so long, and the resulting curly bowl-cut that I seem to get looks decidedly British; or possibly the resulting style is just different enough for others to pick a nationality to apply to me. + +Just an observation - I've stopped washing my hair in the morning because I look British :D + +(typed on my iPod, sorry for all of the stupid mistakes :oP) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1494.md b/lj-dump/L-1494.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c073c468 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1494.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-11-13 04:57:44 + +43,013 - 86.02% + + +http://drab-makyo.com/node/61 + +Got some serious heartburn going on \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1495.md b/lj-dump/L-1495.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0f37366f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1495.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Omigosh +%date 2008-11-14 03:40:19 + +I thought a shopping trip would interrupt my writing flow, but I'm not so disappointed now. Vitamin water was on sale for $0.50 per bottle, so I stocked up on that (been looking for something non alcoholic to keep around the house c.c) and got a bunch of fruit, as well. Total score. + +Anyway, I've decided that I'm not sleeping until I break 50,000 words tonight :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1496.md b/lj-dump/L-1496.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6cac6f44 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1496.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-14 06:53:00 + + + +Bang, baby. 11:50 PM, I saved and reached 50,070 words! Now, my laptop's battery is about to die, so I gotta head home and recharge. I'll finish the chapter and post then. + +EDIT: As I was walking home, there were two layers of clouds, moving rapidly in opposite directions. I can only hypothesize that this is due to how awesome I feel. :o) Just got home, will finish chapter now. + +EDITEDIT: Finally! 50,694. I know it's all rambly. Side effect of trying to cram 7,000-some-odd words into such a short time. Where we left off: http://drab-makyo.com/node/62 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1497.md b/lj-dump/L-1497.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8e470b89 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1497.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title 'Bout damn time! +%date 2008-11-14 09:24:48 + +First snow of the season. A MONTH LATE. Looks like it'll only leave half an inch or so, which will be gone by 9 tomorrow. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1498.md b/lj-dump/L-1498.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3309839d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1498.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-16 05:58:30 + +Two days off has made it decidedly difficult to get back into writing. + +Oh well, 52,612 words (52.16% complete, if I'm aiming for 100,000, which is accurate enough), one chapter that probably doesn't make any sense and adds very little to the plot. Hopefully I'll get back into the swing of things. + +http://drab-makyo.com/node/65 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1499.md b/lj-dump/L-1499.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0e4808fb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1499.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-17 02:08:17 + +54,478 + +http://drab-makyo.com/node/66 + +I may update this if I write more later, but I may focus on music instead. Artfox is arted out. And fat! *squish* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-15.md b/lj-dump/L-15.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a1c84ed0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-15.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Calligraphy +%date 2002-08-21 19:13:23 + +I'll do your name up all pretty-like if you ask me nicely. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-150.md b/lj-dump/L-150.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e1272b96 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-150.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title It's in your moleskine +%date 2004-05-04 22:38:15 + +but that's a PDF. It's also on the web: +Here \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1500.md b/lj-dump/L-1500.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..09349d94 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1500.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-19 05:32:48 + +Before I forget + +http://drab-makyo.com/node/67 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1501.md b/lj-dump/L-1501.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7910b707 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1501.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title NaNoWriMo +%date 2008-11-20 04:35:17 + +58,634 - http://drab-makyo.com/node/69 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1502.md b/lj-dump/L-1502.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d70119a8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1502.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title @.@ +%date 2008-11-20 06:03:55 + + + +Just something to give me nightmares before bed c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1503.md b/lj-dump/L-1503.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0cb00191 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1503.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Ouug. +%date 2008-11-24 20:10:57 + +My brain has melted out my left ear in protest, but I finally got some of my crazymodern stuff done in lilypond + +http://makyo.drab-makyo.com/documents/Character_Dances--Others.pdf + +Recording: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1722607/ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1504.md b/lj-dump/L-1504.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f572905d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1504.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-11-25 16:05:03 + + + +...But I've stalled :| I neglected to plan the middle section, so I don't really know how to finish it off. Still trying. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1505.md b/lj-dump/L-1505.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..187304c7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1505.md @@ -0,0 +1,32 @@ +%title Caution! Soft, good-feeling post ahead! +%date 2008-11-26 06:25:42 + +You know, in general, I try to keep an open mind about things. And I don't mean diversity or anything, though I usually try to keep that in mind as well. My Psychology of Music class has taught me that musical preferences are usually set by ages eighteen to twenty-two, so despite the fact that I'm currently listening - nay, rocking out to a song utilizing extended vocal techniques, pan-triadicism, free atonality, and a narrator, I can dig the fact that some people just like country. + +Not only that, but I understand that there are other disciplines out there besides music. Hell, I started college in biochemistry. I regularly read books, watch lectures, and think thoughts pertaining to fields outside my own in an attempt to keep in touch with the things that I'm still interested in. I do my best to keep myself up to date in copyrights as part of business, but also for fun. I'm interested in computers, nanotechnology, biology, psychology, all that nifty stuff. + +One excellent source for nifty ideas in all of those fields is http://ted.org TEDTalks are short (10-20 minute) lectures on innovative ideas. I highly recommend the site to ANYONE. No matter where your interests lie, there is bound to be something there that will interest you. They even have a free podcast, so every day, I get a brand new lecture on my iPod. + +Recently (a few hours ago) I found a lecture by Evelyn Glennie, a deaf percussionist, on how to listen to the whole body, and how that pertains to music therapy and music education. I mentioned this to an engineer acquaintance of mine as an example, since I had described TEDTalks as "lectures by various people on various good ideas." + +His response was along the lines of "Oh, so not really, then. Just soft, good-feeling ideas." He often refers to me as 'soft', which I've always found vaguely insulting, but accepted as a term of endearment. It always seemed to imply that I wasn't real, that I had no depth, and that the things I did and studied were of no use. + +I countered with "Well, before that, I was watching a segment on designing for the future, including venture capital for carbon nanotubes and preparing for pandemics. And before that, a clip on how research is showing that we perceive scent based on elemental frequencies, as the presenter put it, and how they designed a substitute for coumarin that isn't carcinogenic simply by finding a molecule that influenced scent perception in the same way. So no, not all softer, good feeling things." Which was true enough. + +"Oh, good!" he replied. "Substance! I like substance." + +I disconnected immediately. I was in no mood to explain my emotions at that moment, figuring they'd just be viewed as 'soft, good-feeling things'. + +Usually when I do something like that, I start feeling guilty after a while. I'm pretty good at drama, but I don't relish the thought of invoking it. However, it's been a few hours. I've taken a long bath, eaten a giant glob of peanut butter, and listened to a lot of music. And still, all I can think of are countless rebuttals to this comment. 'Oh, sure, just dismiss all but a small section of human knowledge and experience as insubstantial.' 'Not even my dad was as insulting when I changed my major to music.' 'I personally find music to have a good deal of substance, and since I know you don't suffer from amusia, I'm assuming you do as well. You're not a liar, are you?' + +These aren't really constructive, though. So: + +• Merry, I find radiology to be insufferably boring. +• Ryan and James (and Merry and Kiran and myself and...), I don't think guns are worth all this fuss. +• Herefox. Painting, huh? +• Rikoshi, writing is a soft art. Clearly not worth it. + +Defend yourselves*, and in the process, teach me how to defend myself! I get this, though rarely this blatant, about once a week, and I need to know how to convince people that music is a legitimate, substantial endeavor worth pursuing in today's world, because honestly? I'm getting sick of this. + +
+* You know I'm kidding, right? c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1506.md b/lj-dump/L-1506.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..be90e733 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1506.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title :| +%date 2008-11-27 00:33:05 + +

Collection to date
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
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Rifles (left to right) Ruger No. 1 in .25-06 (3-9x Leupold scope); T/C Encore in .243 (6x Bushnell Scope Chief); Mosin-Nagant in 7.62x54R; Marlin Model 60 in .22LR; Browning BPS in 20 Ga. + +Pistols (left to right): Kimber Custom II in .45acp; Ruger Mk. III 6" barrel in .22LR
+:| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1507.md b/lj-dump/L-1507.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1adf6a9d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1507.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Yap! +%date 2008-11-30 03:17:21 + +Yap! + +Just got my pictures today in the mail. + +Tod's amazing :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1508.md b/lj-dump/L-1508.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bf26d635 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1508.md @@ -0,0 +1,26 @@ +%title Poop. +%date 2008-12-02 06:19:14 + +Dear Sir or Madam: + +BayTSP, Inc. ("BayTSP") swears under penalty of perjury that Paramount Pictures Corporation ("Paramount") has authorized BayTSP to act as its non-exclusive agent for copyright infringement notification. BayTSP's search of the protocol listed below has detected infringements of Paramount's copyright interests on your IP addresses as detailed in the below report. + +BayTSP has reasonable good faith belief that use of the material in the manner complained of in the below report is not authorized by Paramount, its agents, or the law. The information provided herein is accurate to the best of our knowledge. Therefore, this letter is an official notification to effect removal of the detected infringement listed in the below report. The below documentation specifies the exact location of the infringement. + +We hereby request that you immediately remove or block access to the infringing material, as specified in the copyright laws, and insure the user refrains from using or sharing with others unauthorized Paramount's materials in the future (see, 17 U.S.C. 512). + +Further, we believe that the entire Internet community benefits when these matters are resolved cooperatively. We urge you to take immediate action to stop this infringing activity and inform us of the results of your actions. We appreciate your efforts toward this common goal. + +Please respond indicating the actions you have taken to resolve this matter. The provided link has been assigned to this matter. http://webreply.baytsp.com/webreply/webreply.jsp?customerid=&commhash= + +For email correspondence, please reference the above Notice ID in the subject line. mailto:paramount@copyright-compliance.com?subject=RE%3A%20Notice%20ID%3A%20%2D%20Notice%20of%20Unauthorized%20Use%20of%20Paramount%20Pictures%20Corporation%20Property + +Nothing in this letter shall serve as a waiver of any rights or remedies of Paramount with respect to the alleged infringement, all of which are expressly reserved. Should you need to contact me, I may be reached at the below address. + +Regards, + +Mark Ishikawa +Chief Executive Officer +BayTSP, Inc. +PO Box 1314 +Los Gatos, CA 95031 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1509.md b/lj-dump/L-1509.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..97197e1c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1509.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2008-12-02 16:26:50 + +Everything is hunky-dory-ish. :D:D:D:D:D:D D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-151.md b/lj-dump/L-151.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..64319878 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-151.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-05-07 04:36:04 + +Labyrinth + Mugwort and Catnip tea lead to me dreaming about David Bowie being my choir director and some odd group (it had Tim Schiesswohl in it, who isn't actually in choir) rehearsing lying down on the stage naked. + +Anyway, yesterday: I had my speech in public speaking. It went pretty well. My 'opponent' ended up proving my point in a round about way, but she still did well. I think, for doing my outline a few hours previous, I did pretty well, too ^^ I didn't lose anyone on the oppinion polls. After that.. um.. Carter.. nothing exciting. Went home for lunch alone (I waited.. c.c) and put in eyedrops before my eyes got too bloodshot and itchy (which they did anyway) and also printed out my poem for creative writing. Latin was actually pretty cool. Sort of. Got out early and went to Wendy's for fries. Creative Writing, MissDoo's hatred grows. + +Last night, I wish I had been able to talk to teh Moondoggy s'more, but my mom stole the computer and I went to bed. Oh yeah, before that was Labyrinth and tea. So.. here I am ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1510.md b/lj-dump/L-1510.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1cdada1c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1510.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Pff +%date 2008-12-03 04:30:05 + +Made it all the way through the day, then got all emotional when I got home. Oh well. Walked a couple miles, went to a bar a block from my house, and ate the most decadent thing I could find. I had a glass of scotch, mushroom tortellini in a white porcini sauce with truffle oil, and a glass of wine (by the way, wine folk, I finally understand why you pair wine with food), all for fairly cheap. I think I've gotten over all that mess, though it was likely more the walk than the consumerism, though those tortellini were really good :| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1511.md b/lj-dump/L-1511.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..558d7d7f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1511.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title So, the big deal. +%date 2008-12-03 17:46:57 + +Over break, I watched a bunch of TEDTalks and finally got around to watching the one by Al Gore on climate change. On a whim, I decided to see what all the hype was about with An Inconvenient Truth and found a torrent of it. With the school's connection, such things usually finish in a few hours, overnight at the longest. However, I forgot to turn the torrent off. + +Come Monday, my network admin gets an email from the head ACNS guy, a forwarded cease-and-desist letter from BayTSP, the company that researches infringements for copyright holders, including Paramount, who produced An Inconvenient Truth. Now, due to the fact that just about everyone has been screwing up with scheduling this semester for the next, I took the day off work to make my rounds and berate people into getting me the classes I need. Unfortunately, this email came at about three in the afternoon, and I was in choir, where I didn't get any wi-fi reception. After choir was a cello lesson, and after that, dinner with John. So I didn't get the email from my boss ("Matt, get your ass in here right now. I've unplugged both your computers. Is it your windows or linux box?") until I was just getting to bed. + +I freaked out. I ran to work at eleven since the building closes at midnight, turned both computers off, plugged in the network cables, then turned the Windows box back on so that I could reimage the linux box, effectively replacing most everything on the hard-drive with the bloated staff image. + +I was worried because a copyright infringement suit would be a good reason for composers not to trust me to publish their copyrighted works. Not only that, but it would also be good reason for me to get fired, me to get dismissed from the university, and for me to lose a whole lot of money. At least this wasn't a lawsuit, just a take-down notification. + +Anyway, I got back into work the next day, planning on what I would do if I got fired. My boss pulled me aside and told me that everything would be okay, that I wasn't getting fired, but that if I did it again, not only would I be fired, but he would personally kick my ass. The network admin told me just about the same thing. I was told that it was technically untraceable to me and that no litigation would be filed because it was fairly untraceable. And then we got to work as normal. + +This was the first thing I had downloaded in months, almost a year. I think the last thing I got was BSG season 3. And you know? This was a pretty effective deterrent - I think it'll be the last thing I download, too. + +Moral: be careful. They really are keeping an eye on this, and they really will contact you, if nothing else. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1512.md b/lj-dump/L-1512.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f7a2c670 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1512.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Snooooow +%date 2008-12-04 23:14:09 + +The Blue Flag + +Sucks that the first snow of the season didn't come until December, but at least it came. (click through for large, didn't resize well) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1513.md b/lj-dump/L-1513.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..960952f9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1513.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Pots +%date 2008-12-07 00:39:19 + +

Pots
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Got the white balance all fixed up on this one, too. Huzzah :D
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And probably a new .243 barrel for the Encore (which may have a new groove). \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1515.md b/lj-dump/L-1515.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..25f58859 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1515.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title This semester's music +%date 2008-12-08 05:29:34 + +http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1777895/ - Concerto for Saxophone Quartet (2nd draft) + +http://www.archive.org/details/CharacterDances - Character Dances for piano (final draft) + +There's some other piddling little things, but nothing even worthy of 'draft'. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1516.md b/lj-dump/L-1516.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7bb9b281 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1516.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Behehehe +%date 2008-12-08 20:28:47 + + + +Friggin' love work :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1517.md b/lj-dump/L-1517.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5fa3afca --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1517.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Can't.. breathe... +%date 2008-12-09 07:27:43 + +Oh gawd... + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1518.md b/lj-dump/L-1518.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6778e855 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1518.md @@ -0,0 +1,35 @@ +%title GREED +%date 2008-12-09 22:41:02 + +From + +STEP ONE +- Make a post (public, friends-locked, filtered... whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of ten holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV"). The important thing is to make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want. +- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) can get in touch with you. Your home address is not required! +- Make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread. + +STEP TWO +- Surf around your friends list (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now, here's the important part. +- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes one person's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use - or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free - do it. +- You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf - to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not - it's your call. There are no guarantees with this project, and no strings attached. Just... wish, and it might come true. Give and you might receive. You'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special. + +1.) Scores! (Frank Martin - Songs of Ariel; Frank Martin - Mass for Double Choir; Lars Johan Werle - Canzone 126 di Francisco Petrarca; Leonard Bernstein - Symphony #3 "Kaddish" choral score; Leonard Bernstein - Chichester Psalms choral score; plus way more that I can't think of right now) +2.) Music! (iTunes monies :3) +3.) Pillows, g'damnit. :3 +4.) A table. Like.. a good, very sturdy work table that can support a 200lb printer, a paper cutter, the like. +5.) Foooood + +(and now that material goods are out of the way...) +6.) Some help in coming up with neat ideas for childrens music +7.) More music to publish +8.) Some help with possibly setting up the company as a non-profit :| +9.) Musical inspiration that doesn't lead to copying c.c +10.) Help sorting through my room to get rid of a bunch of crap + +----- + +In other news, I went to the food bank today and got fooooood, finally. Prr :3 Rather awkward collection of people in line there. Don't suppose I helped - red pants and a brown fleece and way too much hair. + +----- + +In other, other news, I got a couple pictures of me from a friend. May be helpful somewhere. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1519.md b/lj-dump/L-1519.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..625344e4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1519.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Awoof. +%date 2008-12-11 02:47:50 + +Went grocery shopping today 'cause despite going to the food bank yesterday, I was still missing a variety of things - coffee, noodles and sauce, vegetables, etc. Still, I spent $90 at King Soopers, which usually gets me about two weeks worth of food, but this stuff should last me about a month (except for the spinach and milk). If I can cut my food costs in half like this for every month, I think I'll be good! + +In other news, I'm ready to be done with school :| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-152.md b/lj-dump/L-152.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3ccc5677 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-152.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-05-07 17:34:12 + +Poor Kiran :o) I keep getting the feeling that I'm making him uncomfortable 'cause I'm rather physical with friends. I've asked him about it, but he always denies. Oh well. Don't apologize, Kiran, I should if I am making you feel awkward. + +Anyway, yeah. After school, I beat people with my tail for a while, then we all (Ryan, Nicku, Andru, Kiran) decided to go to my house for partaking in Labyrinth, since some had never seen it (it was cheap, so I bought it). We piled, sort of, and I reiki'd Kiran for tummy hurtiness until he squirmed away from my overheated paws. After, there was more piling, some wrestling, and other goofing around while Nicku looked at my Magic cards. Before long, Kiran had called his mom to get picked up, Andrew left for the bus, and Ryan and Nick followed shortly after Kiran was picked up. So here I am. Talking to Li'l Orange Thing. + +Today was cool. Went to talk in health classes about faggotry. Nicki and Constance spoke, too, so we had a grand ould time. Lots of good questions and good responses. In choir, we voted for top senior people, and I was informed by a good number of people that they voted for me. Hmm. Odd. Anyhoo. Nothing special after that, 'cept for leaving Latin to go drink chocolate soy milk with peoples on rampthing. + +P-p-p-p-p-prom! I'm thinking an earlyish dinner and a movie somewhere. Man on Fire and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind have been suggested to me by biology students. Kiran wants to come to dinner and movie, too, but not Prom, so.. yeah. Michael and Ryannon, talk wif me, and we'll work times out that'll work. Also, what should we do about dinner? I'm assuming there's no qualms with the Kitchen or Nabil's..? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1520.md b/lj-dump/L-1520.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b8911524 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1520.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Behehe +%date 2008-12-11 17:11:08 + +the first five people to comment get a doodle of their choosing. in return, they have to post this in their journals. + +This won't be pretty :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1521.md b/lj-dump/L-1521.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..63eff3f6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1521.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title Herefox! +%date 2008-12-12 01:54:54 + +OMIGOSH been ages. This was such a bad idea! :D +
Read more... + +Herefox. Dunno why I drew you in a top hat*. But.. crap. Looks so bad :D + + +Maybe it's better smaller? + +* Purchased from Magic Makyo's Floating Hat Emporium, of course. + +
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Sorry. Hehehehehe... +Heidi Montag
more lol celebs! + +
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Notes/Recipes +I started my little experiment today instead of January first as I had planned. This was mostly due to the fact that James planned a nice dinner for me on Monday, January 5th - some high-class four-course meal with a drink paired with each course. This has been in the works since long before I decided to do this whole mess, and I didn't want to pull out so I figured I'd start now. This means I get two weeks of no eating out, then a nice meal out and a time for me to collect my thoughts about the time that had passed, and finally another two weeks of eating in. + +I actually started last night with a big batch of pasta, though I wound up using jarred sauce (Newman's Own, not bad stuff) which probably has a good deal more sodium than I really need. I figure this will help me spruce up breakfasts and lunches here at the beginning, since I tend to eat leftovers for both of those pretty often. Making the hot cereal this morning was kinda nice, but made me later than I would've liked for work. This way I'll have more than just Saag until tomorrow :o) + +I also went on a big huge shopping trip and spent more money than I really have, mostly on veggies and fruit, though I did buy rather a lot of cheese, since that's good for adding a lot of flavor to grains (wine soaked cheese, porter soaked cheese, mild cheddar with sage, plain sharp shredded cheddar, swiss, and feta, plus the block of gruyere I have left in the fridge). I got a few pomegranates, five pounds of clementines (though I forgot to get cranberries - I was going to make my just-fruit cranberry sauce), two yellow squash, a head of cabbage, a bunch of spinach, a bunch of kale, a thing of fennel, four leeks, a bag of onions, a pound of garlic bulbs, a thing of little tomatoes on the vine for some tomato sauce, two lemons and four limes, and two heads of broccoli. Also got a thing of chicken breast fillets, ovaltine, milk, eggs, chopped walnuts, steel cut oats, and yellow corn meal. I think that's about all I got, doesn't really matter, I'm sure if I missed something, it'll come up in the next few days. + +Anyhow, on to the food: + +10 Grain Cereal + +1/4 cup ten grain cereal +3/4 cup water +1 Tbsp honey +Milk + +Bring the cereal and water to a boil, stir, cover, and turn the element off (turn the heat down, for those of you with a stove made after 1963 :oP). Let sit for three to five minutes, stir, cuss at the stove for still burning the bottom, scoop into a bowl and drizzle with the honey, top the bowl up with milk. + +Coffee + +Make coffee. Add a healthy sprinkling of cinnamon to the grounds before you start :o9 fill half a cup with coffee, two and a half.. uh.. sugar spoon-fulls of sugar, fill the rest of the way with milk and half-and-half to placate your ulcer. Get heartburn anyway. + +Saag with chicken +This is a good base recipe if you remove the chicken. Feel free to use paneer, or boiled potatoes or cauliflower, or.. anything good :o9 To make it vegan, use oil instead of ghee, use 3/4 cup water and a can of regular (not light) coconut milk. + +2 Tbsp oil or ghee +1 bunch spinach, chopped (approx. 2 packs if you're using frozen) +1 onion, chopped +6 cloves garlic, smashed and diced +1 cup water +3/4 cup yogurt +1 Tbsp sour cream +1 Tbsp curry powder +1 Tbsp curry paste (I know, I should've made my own. I lack the dried, fermented shrimp, though) +1 chicken breast, cubed +1/2 handful chopped walnuts +Lime juice and salt to taste + +Heat the oil or ghee, add the chopped onion and chicken breast. Cook and stir over med-hi heat for a few minutes, until the chicken is mostly white. Add the garlic, curry powder, and curry paste and cook for a little while longer. Add the water and spinach, drop some on the stove, marvel at how bad spinach smells when it burns. Cook this for about ten to fifteen minutes, until the spinach starts looking pretty soupy. Don't stir too much! Pull the pan off the stove for a few minutes then dump everything into a food processor (or blender). Remember not stirring? That's so that you can pick the chicken chunks off the top of the mixture in the food processor bowl, since they should've been on the bottom of the pan. No need for pureed chicken. Pulse on and off for a little bit, until you get the consistency you desire. Dump everything back into the pan and bring to a simmer for another five or ten minutes. Finally, add the yogurt and sour cream, stir stir stir. Bring the saag back up to a simmer and immediately remove the pan from the heat. After cooling for a bit, it's ready to serve. + +Matt's (almost) Fool-Proof Rice +I say almost because I have forgotten about the rice right after turning on the heat and burned many batches this way. Also, if your stove is as crappy as mine is, turn one element on high, and another one on the lowest setting right when you start, then just move the pan to the low element. Just turning the first element down burns the rice just as effectively. +Feel free to add anything. For the saag, I added a bit of turmeric to color the rice like basmati, even though I was using plain, Korean rice. If you do add herbs, add a tiny bit of oil to disrupt the surface tension so that you don't wind up with a boil-over. + +A quantity of rice +A quarter again as much water +(for example, a cup of rice, a cup and a quarter of water; two cups of rice, two and a half cups. This is pretty flexible - because I have a 3/4 cup measuring cup, I use two of those for a cup and a half of rice, and just use two cups of water) + +Put rice in pan. +Put water in pan. +Turn heat to high. +AS SOON AS IT BOILS stir the water and rice, cover, and immediately turn the burner as low as it can go. +Wait 15 minutes. NO PEEKING, NO STIRRING, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT THE RICE. Just set an alarm. +After 15 minutes, remove the pan from the heat, fluff the rice, re-cover and let sit for another two minutes. +Put rice in mouf. + +Orangey Drink Thing +Eggs are sterile inside, it's the shell that usually picks up the bugs, so make sure to wash the egg if you're going to use it raw. It's a chewy drink. Strain it if you don't like pith. + +2 clementines +1 slice of lime +1/2 a cup of yogurt +1 cup of milk +1 Tbsp honey +1 egg (optional) + +Peel the clementines and the slice of lime, toss them in a blender. Add everything else and blend :D + +
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The rest.. of the story. +Two days now, and, stupid as it sounds, I already feel better. It's not some over all lightening of mood, or even that I feel physically better after having spent two days cooking for myself. Much more specific. See, my choices for going out to lunch (and I used them well) are Carls Jr., Taco Bell, Panda Express, Spoons, or bagels/wraps. I noticed it right after lunch - I didn't feel the stupid general grossness that I usually do at that point of the day. Notably absent was the horrendous gas one gets upon eating Taco Bell. It was kind of uplifting: maybe this really is healthier. + +Until after dinner. + +So I made my stroganoff and cornbread and sat down to eat. Had a couple of servings of each, too, 'cause I really like eating. After all that, I went back in the kitchen to clean up and just happened to look down into my bag of flour. Flour, it should be noted, does not normally contain black specks. Curious that mine did. I pinched one and sprinkled the load of flour+speck into my palm only to find a bug. THERE WAS A FUCKING BUG IN MY FLOUR. The flour, I should note, that I just used to make corn bread. I looked back in the bag and, lo, the bug had his whole family there. They were evenly distributed throughout the fifteen pounds or so of flour I had left in there. + +So I drowned my disgust in alcohol. Man.. fucking sick. + +Beef Stroganoff +Serve this over noodles or rice, so long as there are no GOD DAMN BUGS in either. + +1/2 lb lean beef fillet +1/2 onion, sliced +1/2 lb crimini (white) mushrooms, sliced +3 Tbsp butter +3/4 cup sour cream +1/4 cup dry white wine or herbed mead (not cooking wine) + +Slice the beef thin, then pound it thinner and cut the strips into bite-sized pieces. Sautee the onion in 1 Tbsp butter for two or three minutes. Add the beef and brown all over. Scoop everything into a bowl and keep warm in the microwave (just put it in there, don't turn it on - microwaves are decent insulators). Add the next 2 Tbsp butter and the mushrooms to the pan and sautee until everything's a good golden brown and doesn't look very white anymore. Drain. Add the beef, onions, and wine/mead. Cook and marvel at the scents. Add the sour cream and stir. Season to taste with salt, pepper, and any green herbs that suit your fancy - I used summer savory. Serve over a starch. + +Cornbread + +Know what? Forget about it. Look on the back of the canister (that's what I did). I don't even want to think about anything with flour in it now :| + +
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Best place for self defence
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Pff. Where would YOU hang your holster?
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Fooo.Spent today cleaning rather than cooking. And to be honest, I just kind of threw the omelet together, so no real recipe. I did take pictures, though! + +Eating In day 3: Omelet +Eating In day 3: Omelet +Eating In day 3: Omelet + +Click for larger views. + +
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In other news... I ordered some Salvia Divinorum and some Calea Zacatechichi. The first is a teaching plant, and the second is a dreaming plant. Salvia, from various accounts, seems best smoked, but I had a real hard time with it. I have a real hard time with most smoke. Thus I'm going to make a weak extract (2x-4x) to get a higher dose of the Salvinorins, and I also have a standardized 10x extract coming in the mail. That, however, will require a very good sitter as accounts attest. I'd ask Steve, but I'm not sure I can really trust him as a sitter. Maybe Ryan.. Anyway, you can look up Salvia on Erowid, but keep in mind that I'm not using it for 'tripping' as many there do. A common theme among people who have tried Salvia is that it's a very powerful teacher, and I'd like to take a lesson from it. As for Calea, it's mostly just an herb that helps with lucid dreaming. I'm going to be doing as Ryan says and take for a bit and then stop, though keep the same intent. If you have any questions about me dealing with either of these, ask, by all means. I feel I may be overexplaining things slightly to prove the point that I'm not doing anything 'recreationally,' because I really don't feel that I am, and I don't want to be accused of being a druggie; this may be obfuscating things, though, so ask if you want. + +
+1.FIRST NAME: All I have are first names c.c Matt Joseph Scott, or Ranna. +2.WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Ranna I stole from Garth Nix's Sabriel. Ranna is the sleep bringer, the sweet, low sound that brings silence in its wake. +3. WHERE WERE YOU BORN: Denverish. Rose Medical Center. +4. WHICH FINGER IS YOUR FAVORITE? *fing* *fing* Dunno. +5. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? The night I overslept, I cried in frustration on the car-ride to school. +6. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? It's passable :o) +7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Noooodles? o.o; +8. ANY BAD HABITS? Plenty, I'm sure. +9. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF? To be honest, I feel slightly embarassed that I listen to a lot of classical music. Oh well. +10.IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Sure. +11. ARE YOU A DARE DEVEL? Nope. I like to spend months or years reading about stuff before actually trying it. +12. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL? Probably. +13. DO LOOKS MATTER? Yup, but they're not all that matters. +14. HOW DO YOU RELEASE ANGER? I whine until someone sympathizes. +15. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME? Fairview x.x +17. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD? Christmoose! It was a moose with a santa hat. +18. WHAT CLASS IN SCHOOL DO YOU THINK IS TOTALLY USELESS? My math class. The math itself is useful, but damn that class.. +19. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL? Yuppo. +20. DO YOU USE SARCASM? Nooooooo 9.9 Of course I do. +21. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN A MOSH PIT? Nope ^^ +22. WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL? It's not often that I get to look in a guy/girl, though if I lost my keys or some jewelrey.. o.o; +23. WHAT ARE YOUR NICKNAMES? Ranna, Mattie. +24. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Nope. +25. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Tie? Shoes? I have Boulder shoes. +26. DO YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE STRONG? Yes, in some ways. +27. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Um.. oh dear.. I had a frozen Snickers today. Does that count? +28. SHOE SIZE? 11-12 +29. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE COLORS? Greeen and.. grayscale. +30. HOW MANY WISDOM TEETH DO YOU HAVE? None. Forcefully removed. +31. SANDBOX OR MONKEY BARS? We dug tunnels in the sandbox and climbed atop the monkeybars. +32. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE YOU SEND THIS TO, TO SEND IT BACK? Send? +33. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Oranges & Lemons - Soramimi Keeki +34. LAST THING YOU ATE? Oh jeez.. a six hour old Quarter Pounder with Cheese, microwaved. (I was really hungry, okay? ;.;) +35. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Sa-Kun, briefly, and Michael before that, +36. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX? Hello. +37.DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? No, I hate you all. I hate the entire pack, AND Sa-kun. (See #20) +38. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? Odd. Mostly. +39. FAVORITE DRINK? Buh.. not Calea tea. Um.. chocolate malt Ovaltine or honey-lemon-ginger-water. +40. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? It's all pretty gross, but I can do a mellow red wine. +41. FAVORITE SPORTS? I have to give Curling credit for being interesting.. other than that.. sleeping's a sport, ne? +42. HAIR COLOR? Dark brown. +43. EYE COLOR? Depends. Glammour and what I'm wearing may make it vary. +44. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Nope. +45. SIBLINGS? No, thanks. +46. FAVORITE MONTH? May's pretty cool. +47. FAVORITE FOOD? Food. Just.. food. I like most anything. +48. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Started watching Neverwhere. Mmm.. Gaiman.. +49. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Today! Or Beltaine. +50. ARE YOU SHY WHEN IT COMES TO ASKING SOMEONE OUT? Goodness, yes. But I want to ask some pretty weird people out. +51. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? M-m-m-m-movies?! +52. SUMMER OR WINTER? Both! +53. HUGS OR KISSES? Both! +54. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS? Relationships. +55. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Whoever wants to. +56. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Whoever doesn't want to. +57. HAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING NOW? Ah.. Mikhail Bulgakov - Master and Margarita, Vergil - The Aeneid (latin and english), I forget - The Labyrinth, and a few others. +58. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Dell / www.dell.com / support.dell.com +59. FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Cribbage? Or.. um.. some game where you use glass beads and a board with wells drilled into it, and you move the beads around. +60. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON TV LAST NIGHT? Neverwhere. +61. FAVORITE SMELLS? Clooooves, Calea flowers, L'Occitane Amber inscense. +62. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP? Fuk.. beep.. what.. beeping.. g'damn.. *smack alarm clock* +63. SAY ONE THING NICE ABOUT THE PERSON THAT SENT THIS TO YOU: You're all a bunch of losers. I mean.. I love the lot o' ye ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1530.md b/lj-dump/L-1530.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fe8420f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1530.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Eating In: Day 4 +%date 2008-12-26 07:13:09 + +Breakfast: Nothing + +Lunch: Leftover saag + +Dinner: Stir-fry + +I'll add more to this later, hopefully. Good stir fry. Late, though. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1531.md b/lj-dump/L-1531.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..af7190bd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1531.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title FN Hi-Power +%date 2008-12-27 02:18:29 + +

FN Hi-Power
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Hi-Power GET!
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News in pictures: +Took a bunch of pictures of James' guns, including these gems: + + +Also, gave myself a haircut with a new pair of clippers. It was a pain in the ass. Played around with them some, too, and now I've got a few intended and unintended hairless patches elsewhere, but TMI TMI TMI. :X +Haircut + +
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Image-heavy +Click on screenshots to see full-size images. + + + + + + + + +
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Baby pew pew pew
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Plus this eventually. :D:D:D

* It will eventually grow up into a big pew pew pew.
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Pinning him firmly to the wall, the larger of the pair ground in against his friend, breathing hotly into his ear, 'God, you're tight...' +T/C EncoresPinning him firmly to the wall, the larger of the pair ground in against his friend, breathing hotly into his ear, 'God, you're tight...' Breath coming ragged, the .243 Winchester arched back against the .30-06 Springfield and moaned. + +Bahahaha, gun porn. + +
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Adolescent pew pew
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Built it myself, with help from :D
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Reloading setup
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Huzzah! Single-stage press - making .308 Winchester, 150 grain Sierra spitzer-boattail, 42 grains of Accurate 2495BR
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1544.md b/lj-dump/L-1544.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..74e5d9c6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1544.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Must be shared :o) +%date 2009-02-01 20:13:47 + + + +From \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1545.md b/lj-dump/L-1545.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ae56a18a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1545.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title New Job +%date 2009-02-02 20:25:06 + +So, I actually got a new job last week. Sort of. There was something of a lateral shift at work and now I have two bosses. My old boss who makes the stupid homophobic jokes, is still my boss when I don't have any work from my new superior, who is actively homophobic, but okay to be around if I just ignore that. + +
blather about thatInstead of being just LTS now, I'm also doing work for R&D. In particular, my task has been to modify a meeting room booking system to fit our needs: + + +All in all, simple tasks, but stuff my overwhelmed boss didn't really have time to futz around with. It was a pain working with a codebase that wasn't mine, but what the hell, it was a learning experience. Now, if only I could get a raise... + +
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Anyone seen this video or know where I can find it? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1547.md b/lj-dump/L-1547.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e85adcd0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1547.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Hrrk +%date 2009-02-11 00:51:35 + +When I moved over to start working for R&D, I figured I would, if nothing else, be less stressed due to not having to fix things for stupid crazy people. + +So much for that idea. + +Time for a beer and furry porn :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1548.md b/lj-dump/L-1548.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..afed0748 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1548.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title New favorite word: +%date 2009-02-11 08:09:54 + +Socketed. + +Via William Gibson's Pattern Recognition, and his concept of souls in terms of jet lag. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1549.md b/lj-dump/L-1549.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dd07e1ab --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1549.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Dreamtime Name-dropping +%date 2009-02-13 16:47:45 + +I had a lot of dreams last night, but one seemed to just be packed with people. The weird part was that I had this dream when I dozed off during a snooze-button episode - fifteen minutes. Nevermind the plot, I don't remember, but it contained: + + + + + + + + +all packed into some terrible little dinner, which may have been an IHOP. Ohgawd D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-155.md b/lj-dump/L-155.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..549a6055 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-155.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Hue! +%date 2004-05-13 20:53:57 + +Schoool. Overslept some, but Revier didn't say anything. Went home during second for a shower and a snack. I ended up eating something that made me rather sick, and, though I started feeling slightly better during lunch, I ended up just taking Shannon home and sleeping through sixth and eighth. I made it back to school in time for Chivalry, where we had a really good rehearsal, even if the bases (*cough*Kory*cough*) wouldn't shut up. During massed choir, I sung and poked at Kory some, then sat on the stage and poked at Jerred. I was gonna give Kory a ride to his car 'cause he's a lazy bum, but he had to stay, so I just drove Shannon home and dumped off some plastic. Just got off the phone with Moondoggy, who sounded half asleep, and now here I am. + +Yesterday was unspectacular except for the lack of sleep. I was late to Chivalry 'cause I forgot it started at 6:45, so Revier yelled at me and I yelled back. After school, I drove home to pick up mail. Got my Salvia (10x extraction, and a free baggie of 5x extraction) and HBWR seeds. Then to coffee with Samir. We talked a lot about everything from Michael to innocence (that file is one I mentioned to Samir; it's not what I remember it being, but some similar ideas and a quote are expressed). After the talk came group, which sucked mightily, so Michael, Samir, Androo, Me, Kelly, and two NVHS kids left for coffee. I left shortly after to go to bed. + +Aaaaand I just forgot to press enter x.x I know I told Michael I was gonna go to bed after a shower, but I got distracted (and spent some money. Damnit..), sorry. Anyway, gonna talk with him Sunday about schtuffs. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1550.md b/lj-dump/L-1550.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..74bf01c1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1550.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Ahahaha +%date 2009-02-14 17:03:36 + +Okay, , you made it into my dream last night. Anthrocon + zombies :D :D :D :D + +EDIT: was there too, but he turned into a zombie D: \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1551.md b/lj-dump/L-1551.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..453957ea --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1551.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-02-17 00:24:54 + +Happy Monster Day! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1552.md b/lj-dump/L-1552.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c8a43ea5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1552.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title In other news... +%date 2009-02-17 00:51:02 + +Spent $712.50 on food today. I purchased fruit and vegetable shares at Grant Family Farms, so every week from June to December, I should receive about ten pounds of vegetables and seven pounds of fruit. It was a big hit on my credit card, but I also won't have to buy much more than milk from the store, since I can get most everything else from the food bank. Hell, I'm thinking I might even get an egg share, then I could probably cut out meat from my diet fairly easily - or at least cut it way down. The list of what I'll be getting over the 26 weeks is impressive, and there's a chance that I'll get even more, since I heard mention of peaches :o9 Since I usually spend between $100 and $200 per month on food anyway, I'm really excited to be getting half a year's worth of food for that price. + +Grant Family Farms, if anyone's interested. Order before the end of the month and you'll get a discount :3 (And if you want, tell them 'Matt Scott' from Fort Collins sent you :D) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1553.md b/lj-dump/L-1553.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e13a63c0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1553.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Freakin' out. +%date 2009-02-19 06:26:56 + +Drupal has FAILED ME. + +Spent the last two days marathon-coding my storefront in Python using Django and Gchecky. Fuuuuck. Oh well, proves I can actually do things when I put my mind to it. Gonna take the weekend to myself and finish development and testing, hoping to go live next week. + +EDIT: Dreamhost has also FAILED ME. Oddly enough, my site on DreamhostApps also runs Drupal 9.9 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1554.md b/lj-dump/L-1554.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..de1195c1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1554.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Before bed... +%date 2009-02-20 06:30:08 + +This thing is stupid amounts of fun. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1555.md b/lj-dump/L-1555.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..81247432 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1555.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-02-23 08:43:04 + +MJS Publishing trade name withdrawal - $10.00 +MJS Services trade name registration - $20.00 +Matthew J. Scott Music Publishing, LLC articles of incorporation - $75.00 +Renewing box 843 - $52.00 +SSL Cert for secure.mjs-svc.com - ~$170.00 (five year term) + +Fuckin' adding up. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1556.md b/lj-dump/L-1556.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3f7bb892 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1556.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Too super cool for me. +%date 2009-02-25 01:01:30 + +Isn't my icon SUPER COOL? Well, the SUPER COOL artist who did the SUPER COOL picture I got the icon from is doing some SUPER COOL icon sale! + +You should totally check it out :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1557.md b/lj-dump/L-1557.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..22885eca --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1557.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title ... +%date 2009-02-25 07:38:49 + +Where'd all my pretty music go? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1558.md b/lj-dump/L-1558.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a7e1ec04 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1558.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Aggh +%date 2009-03-09 18:09:03 + +Gears for eyes! :D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1559.md b/lj-dump/L-1559.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..efb9b53f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1559.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Shannon: +%date 2009-03-11 04:33:35 + +Me. + +You. + +A giant self-portrait of you. + +This Friday. + +Ohhh yeeeaaah :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-156.md b/lj-dump/L-156.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..03d3647b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-156.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-05-15 13:38:49 + +I'm lazy, I like Modest Mouse, and I like Erowid. That's all I really have to say. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1560.md b/lj-dump/L-1560.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b9ce2b4e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1560.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-03-14 07:17:48 + +I really hate the person that I've become. I was supposed to meet up with Jerred tonight but he never called. Part of me is glad because I would be embarassed for him to see what I am now after being so close for so long. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1561.md b/lj-dump/L-1561.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a42146b5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1561.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title What's Your Personality Type? +%date 2009-03-15 05:24:24 + +
INTP - not what I used to be
You Are An INTP
The Thinker

You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can.
Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge.
Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat.
A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it.

In love, you are an easy person to fall for. But you're not an easy person to stay in love with.
Although you are quite flexible, you often come off as aloof or argumentative.

At work, you are both a logical and creative thinker. You are great at solving problems.
You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.

How you see yourself: Creative, fair, and tough-minded

When other people don't get you, they see you as: arrogant, cold, and robotic
What's Your Personality Type?
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I'll have to read it again to really get the whole thing. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1564.md b/lj-dump/L-1564.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3b10d91d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1564.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Dressyfox +%date 2009-03-20 20:38:36 + +I think I want this in black and this in gray, green, or taupe. Dapper foxes should be dapper. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1565.md b/lj-dump/L-1565.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6cdd3a4b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1565.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Ffff +%date 2009-03-23 06:41:37 + +Finally. Took waaaay too long, but now I can convert Sibelius to Lilypond. + +And now, bed x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1566.md b/lj-dump/L-1566.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2be2f77e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1566.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ffff expensive. +%date 2009-03-26 22:20:13 + +Need a second computer at some point. The problem is that I need a Windows box for the business, but I don't want a Windows box at all. I have a few applications and a device or two that are keeping me tied to this horror of an operating system, and Wine support is running low :oP Wondering if I should see about borrowing one from work... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1567.md b/lj-dump/L-1567.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a76c1a80 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1567.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-04-02 03:22:54 + +Modem died, tech out tomorrow! Hopefully be back then. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1568.md b/lj-dump/L-1568.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..30d2dfd9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1568.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-04-09 00:33:40 + +Junior recital: at least it's over. Too ashamed of recordings to post them :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1569.md b/lj-dump/L-1569.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9cdb034f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1569.md @@ -0,0 +1,34 @@ +%title House Rules +%date 2009-04-17 00:00:51 + +I've been thinking of some rules for harmonious living. I need input before I, like, make signs or draw up leases for roommates, so let me know. No offense is intended against anyone by these. +1. Everyone must have a job or be actively looking for one. + +I have a strong desire to live with constructive members of society, and this means that if people aren't leaving the house on a daily basis for work or to look for work, they need to be working from home in some capacity. This is not about money, so I don't care if your parents are paying your rent - this is about being a normal person. + +2. The common areas will be cleaned regularly by everyone. + +I don't care about your room*. Honestly. You should see what my closets look like. However, the common areas of the house must be presentable. That is, we need to be able to welcome someone into our house on no notice without having to apologize for anything. + +* NB: see rule #5 and understand that walls and doors don't stop everything +3. The kitchen is a sacred place. See below: + +I know that cooking is a lot of work and a lot of fun. I also know that dishes are a lot of work and no fun at all. However, I will wage religious war on you if you disobey my will in regards to the kitchen. There are decidedly less than 613 rules for you to follow: + +a. cleaning shall take place after every meal; +b. clean dishes may remain in the dishwasher for a maximum of six hours; +c. when feeding everyone, he who cooks shall not clean; +d. there is a place for everything, and everything shall ever be in that place; +e. you are responsible for everything you do. +4. The bathroom is a sacred place. See below: + +As above, prepare for hellfire should you disregard the following: + +a. your shit stinks, guaranteed - you will use the fan; +b. a consequence of bar soap is scum - if you must use it, rings and clogs are your responsibility; +c. the sink, tub, and toilet are not containers, and should accordingly not have your spare facial or head hair/tooth paste/excrement stored in them or their drains; +d. water belongs in the aforementioned non-containers, not the floor; +e. the bathroom is also a public place and the rules above apply. +5. Respect everyone. + +Automatically assume that every action you take in this dwelling will affect everyone else that lives there. I think we can all agree that cleanliness is less offensive than messinessm and there are five senses for you to consider, each as important as the other: raunchy smells, eating others' delicious food, disturbing others' sleep with light and loud nose, and slimy counters or floors are disrespectful. Passive-aggressiveness will happen, to be sure, but part of respect is working problems out when they happen. In order to live well with others, make sure that everything you do takes them into consideration and accept possible compromises you will have to make if something goes awry. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-157.md b/lj-dump/L-157.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c18d347d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-157.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Grf. +%date 2004-05-17 00:55:24 + +It sucks to hurt people even if it feels like you're doing it out of necessity. I woke up with just barely enough time for a shower and driving over to Michael's, but traffic was against me, so I ended up being 15 or 20 minutes late. We were to talk about some of the stuff that Samir and I had talked about, but didn't get around to it for a few because I'm a wimp. Basically, we ended up putting the relationship on hold. My feeling non-sexual and a little iffy about Michael's sex combined with Michael's feeling quite sexual made things awkward and kinda put a more platonic relationship in doubt. We'll need to talk more, but I'm assuming this means we're just good friends. At least I hope so. + +I'm gonna go lie down for a bit, then get up and do math homework. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1570.md b/lj-dump/L-1570.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f272943e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1570.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Mirrors +%date 2009-04-21 02:24:38 + +Finally, something to show for the past few months. I've got so many half-completed things :o/ Oh well, have fun. + +In other news, I seem to have come down with a big sinus infection, which is what has been messing with me for the past few months. Got a Z-pack and some sprays to snort. :D + +Finally, it's looking more and more as though I'll be helping to a house here pretty soon. We've got three of the four bedrooms filled for sure and some leads on the fourth - anyone else interested, in case things don't pan out? It's in East Fort Collins. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1571.md b/lj-dump/L-1571.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d65ad107 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1571.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-04-28 02:05:37 + +Halfway through Bolt. I've already vomited rainbows, and the cute is starting to hurt :| Gonna make scones~ + +In other news, bid on a house today, wooooo. Hopefully we get it. I've got my heart set on it :| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1572.md b/lj-dump/L-1572.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8cefe2c1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1572.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Bah, semester +%date 2009-05-06 07:20:46 + +So, along with orchestrating Mirrors for Pierrot ensemble, my other major project for composition was Little Eclogue (link to FA). It's a shitty rendering of a choral piece, and it's still only a rough draft, but I imagine once I get the pacing worked out and rewrite one or two parts, I'll be pretty proud of it. The text is an intriguing poetic dialog from one of my friends, whom I haven't seen in aaaaages. + +And then there's this. Ehehe c.c It's paced wrong, nearly impossible to play, a friggin' MIDI, and my teacher told me to not waste my time on it.. BUT GOD DAMNIT I DID! And it was fun :o) I may have to rewrite it for when CSU gets that crazy Vienna set up and turn it into an electronic-orchestra piece, but until then, I've got competitions to write for. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1573.md b/lj-dump/L-1573.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3f2163e9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1573.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Job stuff +%date 2009-05-09 00:48:09 + +

Job stuff
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
This is what I'm doing currently at work - GIS stuff for the library so that when people go to search for a book, they'll have a good idea of where it is in the stacks. This is a map of one of the support areas (the one I work in, no less), since we don't have any call-number locations entered.
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+SALARIES PAID ON A BI-WEEKLY BASIS {
+    FOR THE FOURTEEN-DAY PAY PERIOD PRECEDING {
+        THE FIRST FOURTEEN-DAY PAY PERIOD FOR WHICH {
+            SALARIES PAID ON A BI-WEEKLY BASIS {
+                FOR ANY WORK PERFORMED DURING THE MONTH OF JUNE {
+                    ARE PAID ON OR AFTER JULY 1
+Syntax error -------^  Unexpected token 'are'.
+                }
+            }
+        }
+    }
+}
+SHALL BE PAID ON THE FIRST WORKING DAY OF JULY.
+^------- Syntax Error: unexpected token 'shall'(V-subjunct.) at start of line.
+
+ +Or maybe: + +
+SALARIES PAID ON A BI-WEEKLY BASIS {
+    FOR THE FOURTEEN-DAY PAY PERIOD PRECEDING {
+        THE FIRST FOURTEEN-DAY PAY PERIOD FOR WHICH {
+            SALARIES PAID ON A BI-WEEKLY BASIS {
+                FOR ANY WORK PERFORMED DURING THE MONTH OF JUNE
+            }
+            ARE PAID ON OR AFTER JULY 1
+        }
+    }
+    SHALL BE PAID ON THE FIRST WORKING DAY OF JULY.
+}
+
+Segmentation fault.  Core dumped.
+
+ +Long story short, borrowing money. + +EDIT: Not quite so horrible as I made it out to be - I'll still get paid on the fifth of June, due to paychecks coming two weeks after the end of each pay period. But for someone who's living paycheck to paycheck, a month is quite a long time. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1579.md b/lj-dump/L-1579.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..268117b9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1579.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Bike accident +%date 2009-05-23 01:40:25 + +Bike''s messed, I'm torn up, but I'm still alive. I'll have to patch a hole in the wall - I got a little angry. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-158.md b/lj-dump/L-158.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..69cdec15 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-158.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Agghh.. +%date 2004-05-17 09:02:12 + +What a shitty day. When I'm not thinking about yesterday, I'm being tormented by teachers, my inability to deal with inanimate objects, other people's responsiblities, and my own mind messing with me. What I wouldn't give to not have to go back to school right now -.- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1580.md b/lj-dump/L-1580.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7f00f1ac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1580.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Whew +%date 2009-05-23 17:45:45 + +Sorry for the short post last night, wasn't really in the mood for typing a whole big thing up. + +James and I were ten miles into an eighteen mile ride when we had to cross one of Fort Collins' many railroad tracks - this one at the bottom of a short hill. I usually do alright crossing this track, but with a lot of gravel on the shoulder, I had to aim for a different crossing. Unfortunately, this part of the crossing had big pothole that I didn't see until too late. With the downhill angle, the corner of the railroad crossing ties, and my speed of about 18 mph, my front wheel was crimped on impact, even with the high pressure tires. I stayed upright for another three feet or so, but the crimped wheel stopped rolling after it got to my breaks and I went over the handlebars. Unfortunately, James was right behind me and crashed right into me when I hit the ground, basically using my kidneys as a jump. + +We both tumbled for a bit, then dragged our bikes off the road. Another biker stopped to ask if we were alright and waited around as we called our friend to come pick us up (John Wright rocks :D). After we got home and John left, I punched a hole in the living room wall. It feels like everything I love doing just ends in disaster, and I was pretty pissed about the crash. + +I've got road rash on a good bit of my left side and my gear is a little scraped, but not too badly, my left knee's freaking out (fingers crossed that it's nothing big), and my lower back hurts like hell whenever I move, but I think my kidneys are alright. James has a little bit of road rash and some muscle in his left shoulder might be torn, so he's in a borrowed sling for a bit. My front wheel is trashed, as is my rear bike light, and James' front wheel is out of true, possibly trashed. Other than that, the bikes seem fine. + +Thanks for all the comments and concern - everything's fine, but I'm still pretty pissed. Oh well, my mom might come up to help me patch the drywall and to possibly get me a new front wheel as an early Christmas present, which should help a lot. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1581.md b/lj-dump/L-1581.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..171d32c9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1581.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ducks! +%date 2009-06-01 01:39:41 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1582.md b/lj-dump/L-1582.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..46f598ad --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1582.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-06-03 01:10:04 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1583.md b/lj-dump/L-1583.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e8f1c467 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1583.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Woooork. +%date 2009-06-03 20:30:17 + +So I've now completed several projects for work in my new position - I modified the library's calendar to use LDAP for authentication and changed things to fit the library's standards; I've researched the possibility of migrating the site to a content management system as well as possibilities for specific systems; I researched and implemented GIS enabling the library; and now I've completed in three days a full library catalog system for a portion of the library that's not kept in the base catalog, including LDAP authentication, searching, checking books out, etc. + +Everyone seems pleased with my progress, but I'm still dissatisfied. For one, the only project to be implemented so far is the calendar. The CMS project was apparently completely and totally unnecessary: not only were they already planning on migrating to a CMS, but they already had a CMS picked out, despite my research and recommendations. The GIS stuff was appreciated by surprisingly few people at first, but has suddenly turned into a committee effort, involving meetings and bureaucracy heretofore unimagined; it will probably be wrested from my hands and outsourced or I'll be forced to change everything to some products that have more buzzwords attached. The catalog was appreciated and will be deployed soon enough, thankfully, but I was forced to work with some undesirable technology which shall remain anonymous to protect myself from flaming. All this, and I'm still making less than entry-level tech-support wages at Hartshorn Health Center, where my friend wound up; and I'm making far less than my coworker in tech support who isn't doing any development. If I don't receive a raise by the end of the fiscal year, I think I'll install Sibelius on my Windows box here and spend my time composing instead of working - I'll work only as much as I get paid :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1584.md b/lj-dump/L-1584.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..85b47cd1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1584.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Prr +%date 2009-06-08 01:46:42 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1585.md b/lj-dump/L-1585.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4a9dca30 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1585.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title The house as it stands +%date 2009-06-12 00:40:48 + +Photos taken during the inspection today. Definitely lots of cosmetic work, but we can deal for the price. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1586.md b/lj-dump/L-1586.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4d62777e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1586.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Kitty likes it in there +%date 2009-06-14 23:57:41 + +

Kitty likes it in there
Originally uploaded by Drab Makyo
Sera has a thing about sitting in the gun safe. Just a cute picture for the day.
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Read more... +Nick C. +Matthew D. +Amanda +Sarah T. +Leslie W. +Michael G. +Janusz S. +Ransom C. +Forest (don't remember the last name) +Julene H. +Steven M. +Matthew +Daniel J. +"paranoid_cow" +"shrimpingoddess" +Everyone on GovTeen.com +My dad +Trent Reznor +My mom +Jay K. +Zach K. +Marek Y. +Krista K. +"Nikkita" +"Talaer" +"Yoshi" +"nothingkat" +"Merlin" +"Malson" +"Matthart" +"Snout" +Matthew +Andrew S. +Jim C. +Cullen M. +Jarred S. +Kiran K. +Kory K. +Kristal A. +Shannon F. +Lon M. +Ryan C. +"Michael" +Andy B. +Charles +Kevin F. +Tyson W. +Osric W. +Kayla K. +James C. +Andrew A. +Anyone I've left out. + + +
+I'm truly, deeply sorry, and I hope that you'll forgive me for being such a terrible person. + +x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1588.md b/lj-dump/L-1588.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..503b2c3c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1588.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Booo. +%date 2009-06-16 19:23:50 + +I think it's time to dust off the old resume and start searching for a new job. If nothing else, I'd like to have something to bargain with when it comes to demanding a raise next month. After rereading a bunch of a friend's entries from a year or two ago, I just want to say "you aren't paying me enough to do the stuff you're asking me to do" more than ever. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1589.md b/lj-dump/L-1589.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6a5d4458 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1589.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Today at work... +%date 2009-06-18 18:06:06 + +Quite the kerfuffle over the desktop backgrounds they want to push to the public computers. Apparently, there's some turf war going on over who gets to decide this: the public area coordinators, or the marketing team. Unfortunately, the marketing team has won. Here are the proposed desktops (8MB PDF). + +Note that students were not involved at all in the decision making process, nor was anyone with anything beyond a mediocre grasp of Adobe Photoshop asked to help. The only input we got was when we were asked how possible it would be to push news and advertisements to the desktop backgrounds via a PDF. You can trust that that was shot down as quickly as possible, as was anything relating to web pages as the desktop. + +Currently writing a letter to those involved asking why students had no say in the look and feel of student computers. Grr. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-159.md b/lj-dump/L-159.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cdd518ef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-159.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Damnit.. +%date 2004-05-17 17:54:16 + +I spent the day having responsibilities that aren't mine pushed upon me unwillingly because people can't deal with them themselves. So when I got home today (to a package, yay) and talked with Moondog, I was hardly in the mood for an argument, so I tried everything I could think off to be as reasonable as possible, and now we're in limbo. Everything, that is, except backing down. There's nothing I can do about our current dilema. I've dealt with just dealing with things that make me uncomfortable in relationships in the past, and it almost always lead to disaster, so I stand firm (ha ha) on my current boundry of no sex. However, that just seemed to confuse things as I offered Moondog myself as I was before. I'm trying my hardest to be steadfast, but it's only seeming to make things worse. I wish I knew if I were helping Michael, or hurting him further by doing this. It makes me just want to give up sometimes; curl up, fall asleep, and never wake again. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1590.md b/lj-dump/L-1590.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..26f6df36 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1590.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title The Times of Harvey Milk +%date 2009-06-19 19:10:12 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1591.md b/lj-dump/L-1591.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f9058440 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1591.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title This must be spread far and wide +%date 2009-06-23 05:51:01 + +http://e621.net/post/show/27691 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1592.md b/lj-dump/L-1592.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0909ecf0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1592.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-06-23 19:33:31 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1593.md b/lj-dump/L-1593.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b42b2dfa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1593.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I'm a goat! +%date 2009-06-24 05:24:09 + + + +o_@ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1594.md b/lj-dump/L-1594.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b060cf73 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1594.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-07-08 19:32:04 + +I'm now a homeowner. Awesome. $64k in debt :D + +Here she be. If you want something to do today, come help me pull weeds and such :D:D:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1595.md b/lj-dump/L-1595.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..eb071da8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1595.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-07-09 01:50:19 + +Omigosh house. Lots and lots of work done on it today after signing my name about fifty billion times. Oh well. Still be a bit until we move in, but I'm excited because the work seems meaningful now that I own the place. + +Edit: Ryan and/or Merry, email me. August nears! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1596.md b/lj-dump/L-1596.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10d54d49 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1596.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-07-10 21:37:45 + +
Words for Andreal +Composition - I suppose this one's pretty obvious, since I whine about it so much. I first remember playing around with composing things back in elementary school, but it never really went anywhere until late in high school when I first started really getting into performance with choir. By that point, I was writing silly little choral songs that make me shudder now that I look back on them. Alas, I still shudder when I listen to most of my output these days. That's the point of school, though, to get better. + +Mead - This started freshman year of college when I was fooling around with the idea of brewing mead, and turned into one of my primary hobbies for quite a while. I brewed quite a few decent batches, but recently, haven't done nearly as much. The problem, I think was when I got into beer and larger scale stuff. I just didn't have the patience to work with five gallons of liquid at a time, and it was much easier and faster to work with only a gallon at a time. Still, I've been thinking up batches to try out soon. + +Pince-nez - I don't actually wear glasses - I just think a dapper fox would look pretty hot with the nose-pinchy glasses! + +Foxy - Over the years, I've gotten stuck with the fox thing, when it comes to species. It's been agreed that that might not actually fit me the best, but that it's probably too late for any change to really stick. Alternatives seem to be otter or goat. + +Dedication - While I'm flattered by this, I'm not sure how applicable it is. I feel pretty mercurial most of the time, and I often wallow in guilt when it comes to interests that I haven't touched in months or years, or people that I've just dropped :o/ Oh well, better to still be striving, I guess. + +Leave a comment, and I'll give you five words I associate with you to write about. + +
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Purged email conversation +
+On Wed, Jul 22, 2009 at 3:30 PM, Donna wrote:
+> The story I got from the sheriff's deputy was a bit disjointed,  He was
+> pretty shaken up by the whole thing and the friends were not being very
+> cooperative.  P and R and 1 or 2 friends went out to get some
+> drugs.  P and R crushed the pills and injected them in the car and
+> passed out immediately.  The friend(s) drove them home and just thought they
+> were passed out.  They took them into the house and checked on them an hour
+> later and found them dead.  The friends then freaked out and it took a few
+> hours for them to call the police and they kept giving different stories.
+>  
+> The police showed up to what they thought was a crime scene and the dogs
+> wouldn't let them near the bodies so they had to call animal control.  The
+> house didn't have any electricity, the windows were all open and it was full
+> of cockroaches and filthy.  The police are going to keep trying to find the
+> person who sold them the drugs but no one is talking.  They are not viewing
+> it as homicide because P and R took the drugs willingly.
+>  
+> Thats all the info I have.  It would have really helped if they had a will
+> so we could have kept their ashes together and known more info about the
+> dogs.  Without being able to marry or a will, their wishes can't be enforced
+> and I am dead certain that P would have wanted his ashes to be with
+> R's.  They loved each other so much. I'm glad they were together when
+> they died and they went very quickly.
+>  
+>  
+>  
+>
+>  
+> On Wed, Jul 22, 2009 at 3:06 PM,  wrote:
+>>
+>> Mom,
+>>
+>> Thanks for letting me know what's going on with the remains and the dogs -
+>> I hope things work out with M.
+>>
+>> When you and H were talking, you mentioned something about a couple of
+>> friends; all I knew was that you had received a call. If it's not too much
+>> trouble or too weird of a request, what's the story behind what happened?
+>> I'm curious for more information because this is affecting me more than I
+>> thought it would. It's not that P and I were terribly close, but I did
+>> look up to the devotion in his and R's relationship.
+>>
+>> Love,
+>> Matt
+>>
+>> On Jul 22, 2009 2:51pm, Donna  wrote:
+>> > Hi Matt,
+>> >
+>> >  
+>> >
+>> > It was so nice to see you and James yesterday.  I'm glad you could make
+>> > it.
+>> >
+>> >  
+>> >
+>> > I talked to R's brother again.  They are going to save his ashes
+>> > and bury them when his dad dies.  I was hoping that P and R could
+>> > have their ashes stay together.  If they were married, it would not be an
+>> > issue.  Their insensitivity is upsetting but I keep telling myself that it
+>> > is just ashes.
+>> >
+>> >
+>> >  
+>> >
+>> > I talked to the shelter manager where his dogs were taken.  Apparently,
+>> > the animal control officer was very shaken up by the situation since the
+>> > dogs wouldn't leave P and were so protective.  They haven't done the
+>> > temperment testing yet to determine if they are adoptable because they were
+>> > so traumatized, but maybe tomorrow.  I gave them P's full name and they
+>> > are going to try and find a vet in the area who may have seen the dogs
+>> > because they don't even know the dogs' names.  I don't think I can take 3
+>> > more dogs.  I tried checking on flights down there to check on them myself
+>> > but it is pretty expensive.
+>> >
+>> >
+>> >  
+>> >
+>> > I got in touch with M's husband and left a message but she hasn't
+>> > called back.  I hope we can get her to sign the consent form for the
+>> > cremation.
+>> >
+>> >  
+>> >
+>> > Talk to you soon.
+>> >
+>> > Love,
+>> >
+>> > Mom
+>> >
+>> >  
+>> >
+>
+
 + +
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I won't post much about my moods, as I think LiveJournal has plenty of that already, but I'll record my progress. + +Tree of Life - project in progress - http://ranna.bolognia.net/cgi-bin/dirlist.pl/available/in-progress/treeoflife +A project I'm working on with my uncle in NC (I went to Charlotte at the same time as , but he forgot, so we didn't get to meet. Damnit), for a website/server on taxonomy. Not sure if I'm supposed to be releasing that many details, but it will be a research tool type thing. Might get a domain for it, or put it on thinkquest or something. + +Concerts: +The ones I'm going to go see, at least. I'll make a calendar thing for other concerts. DCPA is Denver Center for the Performing Arts. + +Revolutionary Spirit @ DCPA: Boettcher Concert Hall - Orchestra2:row O:seats 28 & 29 - Sunday September 22, 2002 at 2:30pm +- Daugherty Philadelphia Stories, +- Beethoven Piano Concerto No. 4 in G major, Op. 58 +- Shostakovich Symphony No. 5 in D minor, Op. 47 (the real reason I'm going) + +King'Singers @ DCPA: Boettcher Concert Hall - Orchestra 2:row N:seats 40 & 41 - Thursday February 27, 2003 at 7:30pm + +Hough Plays Rachmoninov @ DCPA: Boettcher Concert Hall - Orchestra 2:row O:seats 28 & 29 - Friday April 4th, 2003 at 7:30pm +- Vaughan Williams Fantasia on a Theme by Thomas Tallis (should be interesting) +- Rachmoninov Rhapsody on a Theme by Paganini, Op. 43 (not my favorite, but still good) +- Lutoslawski Concerto for Orchestra + +Tchaikovsky's Fifth @ DCPA: Boettcher Concert Hall - Orchestra 2:row N:seats 28 & 29 - Friday May 16, 2003 at 7:30pm +- Liszt Hungarian Rhapsody (heh.. wonder if it's No. 2) +- Bartok Violin Concerto No. 2 +- Tchaikovsky Symphony No. 5 in E minor, Op. 64 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-160.md b/lj-dump/L-160.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d229b098 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-160.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Okay +%date 2004-05-18 09:12:42 + +Before Samir gets on my case about inconsistancy, or Michael tries to read my rather odd reply to his comment this morning, I feel that I should make myself clear. + +Something odd happened this morning. I was fuming over the replies to my previous post and how it was misinterpereted when I started to remember the past few months. Certain things struck my in particular (and they shall remain private) about the relationship between Michael and I. The more I thought and read through my post, the more I realized just how stubborn I was being, and so I thought on that a bit. I've come to the conclusion, with the help of both Michael and Samir, that a mate should ultimately be able to change for the sake of his mate to the extent that they feel comfortable. It's part of love, and it's part of devotion, and this seems to be something that I've forgotten over the past few days. I don't want to seem like I'm trying to escape a problem, I just realized how simple of a problem it really was. + +So the result of my slight epiphany? I love you, Michael, and I suppose I feel comfortable declaring that publically. I love you enough that, given time, I suppose I could change. Maybe not completely, but enough that I feel I could deal with the way things are. No, not deal, enjoy. So, if you're still willing, if I haven't pushed you too far away, I'd like for you to remain my mate and help me as much as possible with any changes that need to be made by cooperating with my body for this short time while it rebels by being silent. I sincerely apologize for all the grief and confusion I've caused, but please, work with me. + +That said, both you and Samir, I think, read my previous post incorrectly, as I meant to just be summarizing the discussion for journal's sake, however weird it might have come out. God damn the english language, and I'm sorry for my ambiguous wording. + +Remember, Love keeps no record of wrongs, it does not rejoice in evil by rejoices in truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. I Corinth. 13 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1600.md b/lj-dump/L-1600.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d2ae9375 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1600.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-08-08 06:58:11 + +Hi Matt, +  +I took Hank in to see the vet this week about the weight loss and got the results today of the tests.  It turns out he has a very aggressive form of cancer and the vet thinks he just has 3-6 weeks left.  Fortunately he is not in pain and I have a chance now to make sure he gets some special food and extra walks for his last days.  He has been such a great friend and head of home security for so many years.  I can't help crying when I think of not having him around.  He loves seeing you so much, I hope you can come by again so you can say goodbye. +  +Love, +  +Mom \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1601.md b/lj-dump/L-1601.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5e59adf6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1601.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Recently +%date 2009-08-17 05:45:36 + +I've been alternating between apathy toward my situation and crushing emotions surrounding it. I really wish that I could sit down and write about it without having the two battle for control of the keyboard. About the only thing I feel strongly in one way about, however, is the trip to Aspen, which has helped me to decide not to be in choir anymore. Everything else - the house, Washington, my dog, work - is a bunch of mixed blessings. I feel as though it would be cathartic to get all that pent up crap out in a whiny LJ post, but every time I sit down to write the post, I either sulk or find "better" things to do. + +That said, I'm incredibly happy for Ryan and Merry, and incredibly lucky to have James and my mom in my life. Focusing on the happy brings about the apathy, so I'll have to write about everything some other time. "Better" thing of the moment: sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1602.md b/lj-dump/L-1602.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2edd2ed6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1602.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-08-21 16:23:27 + +So despite having the program for quite a while now, and the fact that I've ridden my bike to work almost every day now, I finally got around to using RunKeeper to track the ride, and whaddayaknow, it's actually really awesome. Check it out: my ride to work. I've been saying seven miles, but I think that was before I started taking the Poudre trail from Timberline. I used go down Summit View, then along prospect, to pick up the Poudre Trail from their, then riding up to the Spring Creek Trail. Inefficient! Oh well, It's less than a mile of non-trail now, which is good for a relaxing commute. I should use RunKeeper for real rides, when I get back to doing them :o) 10.08 miles per day isn't bad, though! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1603.md b/lj-dump/L-1603.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..89b7588f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1603.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Most action packed dream ever +%date 2009-09-04 16:18:18 + +This morning's dream totally seemed like some sort of action movie. At the beginning, my younger brother and I got separated while I was busy being emo and eating breakfast with Shade. He wound up on some train or ship (long like a train, but somehow over a large body of water) that was holding a bunch of really smart children captive. Because we were both scientific geniuses, we independently discovered the same thing, which was that there was some sort of algal bloom in the pacific in the crook of Alaska and Canada called the 'cytochasm' (v. important in the dream, everyone kept saying it) that was caused by a greenhouse gas. The big problem was that this was some sort of weird.. uh.. couldn't remember the phrase in my dream, can't remember it now.. wound up calling it a self-fulfilling prophecy because the pollutant that caused the bloom caused the algae to create more of the pollutant. This was causing some sort of horrible reaction in the upper atmosphere that generating a lot of heat and spreading at the same speed as the bloom, creating an almost visibly widening hole in the ozone. I woke up then, but there was all sorts of foreshadowing of how the train my brother was on was the source of the pollutant, how my brother and I would be reunited, how Shade was awesome, eating quesadillas for breakfast, and finally saving the world. + +So super cool. Also, this is pre-coffee, sorry for the ramblage. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1604.md b/lj-dump/L-1604.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7a3f1830 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1604.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title New setups +%date 2009-09-25 03:50:30 + +Personal computer: +Gigabyte μATX board +2GB DDR2 RAM +AMD Athlon II "Regor" 2.8GHz dual core processor (with AMD-V) +250GB drive (already have) +ATI dual-headed graphics card (forget which, already have) + +Running Windows 7 (next month, at least) for gaming and work + +Server: +Gigabyte ATX board +4GB DDR2 RAM +Intel Celeron "Wolfdale" 2.5GHz dual core processor (with VT-x) +500GB OS drive +2x 1.5TB storage drives + +Running Citrix XenServer, hosting Debian Lenny for file/print/imaging/web server and domain controller and Windows Server 2008 R2 to play around with and run Visual Studio 2008 (DreamSpark, she is nice to me, yuss). + +==== + +All that and the μATX case I got is too small D: Waiting on a replacement before I really get started, though I may set up XenServer soon. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1605.md b/lj-dump/L-1605.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bb35641c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1605.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Booo. +%date 2009-09-25 19:42:25 + +Seems that an X.org update busted my ATI driver. Probably have to live with one monitor until a new driver or a patch gets released. x.x + +
(II) Loading /usr/lib/xorg/modules/drivers//fglrx_drv.so
+dlopen: /usr/lib/xorg/modules/drivers//fglrx_drv.so: undefined symbol:
+pciNumBuses
+(EE) Failed to load /usr/lib/xorg/modules/drivers//fglrx_drv.so
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Emailed detailsSorry Matt, I've been pretty broken up today too. I can't talk about it without crying. +I just left a voice mail for you. Hank really calmed down and relaxed once the oxycontin got in his system and he was comfortable until the vet got there. He died very peacefully in my arms. Bob came over and helped me carry him out to the yard to bury him. + +Hank was such a great dog. Probably the most intelligent dog I've ever had. The vet was amazed he lived as long as he did after the cancer was found. He was sure a fighter. He was trotting on the trails and chasing rabbits up until yesterday so he really enjoyed life. + +I'm at Bob's house tonight because I didn't want to stay home alone. I'll call tomorrow. +Love, +Mom + +
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Lots of choir stuffs, then a strange party in bio. Ryan, Kiran, and I left to go walk around Viele. After, Chivalry, where the conductors gave the pianists a card. I drove Ryan and Andrew home, and headed back myself to clean up after my 2x extraction of Salvia finished. The remains were consecrated and burned. + +At group, I was confronted with some possible changes in group culture, that, if they go into effect, will lead me to stop going. So instead of staying for the first hour, Michael and I went and sat by my car to talk (which shall remain private), me on a towel so as not to get grass all over my Excal suit. After that, the concert. My mom had insisted on a light dinner of a salad before, so I stopped and got some fries at Wendy's and Kory stared at me from the next lane as we cruised down Broadway. It took a while for me to notice. May Our Paths went well until the bases decided to leave before the curtain closed due to an ambiguous cue from Keller. + +This was followed shortly by Chivalry, which went very well. From the time I left the stage to the time I left the school, random people - mostly choir kids - came up to me and shook my hand, telling me how wonderful it was. I'd met up with Shannon earlier, and this didn't seem to make her very happy. I still feel slightly like I'm blamed by her for her outlook on choir. Oh well. More random, high profile people told me that they voted for me for #1 choir geek; I'm starting to think that I should think some about a speech for tomorrow. Anyway, massed choir followed and went really well. It felt kinda odd, like a penultimate moment. I think tomorrow's going to be really powerful, personally, and I probably won't feel so hot afterwards. I'm going to miss choir a lot, despite the shit I talk about it sometimes to keep myself ingratiated with friends or release anger with Revier. Specifically, there are a few people who I'm going to miss a whole lot, like Jerred and Kory, even though tomorrow's not the last time I'll see them. I feel kinda bad for still having a thing for Kory, even though I'm in a relationship currently. + +*panics over choir video* Aaaand.. that's it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1610.md b/lj-dump/L-1610.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..04b9b249 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1610.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-10-27 04:01:43 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1611.md b/lj-dump/L-1611.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2cd11efc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1611.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-10-28 05:19:00 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1612.md b/lj-dump/L-1612.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..16cf4c5f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1612.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title If I were a girl... +%date 2009-10-28 23:57:45 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1613.md b/lj-dump/L-1613.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a65dc5db --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1613.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-10-30 06:21:00 + + + +This dog is slowly killing me. Agh. So frustrating :| \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1614.md b/lj-dump/L-1614.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9918e593 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1614.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Puppy questions +%date 2009-11-05 01:09:44 + +For those dog people out there, I've got a question. Within the last few days, Zephyr's started getting more and more afraid of everything out doors, to the point where I sometimes have to block the entrance to the deck long enough for him to do his business in the back yard, lest he run up and whine at the door. He was leash-trained with 'heel' (well, sort of ^^), and would run with me for about a block or two, but now just tries to hide under ever car we pass. Is this a phase, permanent, or something else I should be worried about? He's seven and a half weeks old, which, I've heard, is the beginning of the "fear imprinting" phase, but I didn't expect that to mean that he would start being afraid of things he wasn't before. + +Secondly, I know this is a very important time for socialization, but the vet-nurse flat pretty much flat out told me that I wasn't to socialize him with other dogs until he got his third distemper/parvo vaccine, which won't be for another six weeks. This seems like it would cut out a lot of that learning period and possibly leave him unpredictable around other dogs. Is this the case? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1615.md b/lj-dump/L-1615.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..76f9e303 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1615.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title WHY IS THIS FUNNY :| +%date 2009-11-26 19:40:49 + +YOUTUBE REMOVED IT. + +http://paws.ru/flash/src/Bewbs.swf instead :D:D:D:D:D + +Also, happy Thanksgive. :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1616.md b/lj-dump/L-1616.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3791fc4d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1616.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title This must be passed on. +%date 2009-12-08 05:28:33 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1617.md b/lj-dump/L-1617.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cbd6b8a0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1617.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2009-12-12 03:17:13 + +Last puppy I ever get. I already feel guilty for not adopting, but if I could circumvent this annoying brat stage at the same time as rescuing an otherwise unwanted dog, I'd be in heaven. :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1618.md b/lj-dump/L-1618.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..da2e6f8f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1618.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2010-01-15 05:50:55 + +I can't favorite this enough: + + + +More updates eventually :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1619.md b/lj-dump/L-1619.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..37166656 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1619.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2010-01-27 21:18:11 + +There's so much I COULD talk about here, but instead, here's this awesome thing from Tabernak. Hells yeah. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-162.md b/lj-dump/L-162.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..01820a5b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-162.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Umf. Final concert of high school. +%date 2004-05-20 23:31:24 + +
Sob story.I was thinking I wouldn't cry, or maybe shed a single tear (onto the unicorn's horn..) during Hold Your Hand. And I did, so I thought I wasn't going to any more. But then Keller and Revier sang their song and I fucking sobbed. And I didn't stop until about 10, half an hour after the concert ended. I didn't even make it out of the building until 10:30, and I just got home, at 12:30. + +I was right, it was a tough night, but wonderful at the same time. I don't care what others say or what I've said about Revier, I'm really going to miss choir. A lot. I'm gonna miss Kory a lot; I know it may be kinda tough on Michael, and I could probably dismiss my liking of Kory on whimsy considering his orientation (you know, wanting something you know you can't have), but it's really kinda breaking my heart to have to leave him behind and all. At least that's what it is, though, whimsy, and I'm not leaving someone like Michael behind, who means all the more to me. + +However, we have another week left yet, and I'm really concerned about the choir video. I think FedEx tried to deliver my laptop today, and I should get it tomorrow, which opens the option of bringing that and a projector, as well as doing the video in iMovie or whatever it's called. However, I do need to cram on that, as well as all the other homework teachers are wanting to pile on me. I also need to find a book for Latin, and the stamp I'm gonna use in the signing of yearbooks (I Corinth. 13). We get those tomorrow. + +I'm still sad. I should go to bed. + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1620.md b/lj-dump/L-1620.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..88969962 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1620.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Stuffage. +%date 2010-03-01 20:11:35 + +Sorry I haven't written in so long. I've been feeling like I'm totally overwhelmed by the ups and downs going on right now, like they're happening so suddenly that I have no time to think about them. Well, now I've got an hour free, and I figure writing about things is a pretty effective way to think about them. Gonna be kind of stream-of-consciousness due to time limitations, so, in no chronological order: + +FC was amazing, really. I didn't really go to any panels, and instead spent quite a bit of time showing James around and hanging out with a bunch of awesome people. Spent lots of money on food, but had some amazing stuff, including some excellent Ethiopian and Italian. Traveling home with someone made the PCD pretty light, since I had someone to talk about the con with and keep me company. Usually, the loneliness is the worst part of it. + +Zephpup has been growing up pretty quickly, and he's now about 45lbs and pretty difficult to pick up anymore. His feet are still big and stompy, so I think he may have another 15 or so pounds to go before he's "fully grown". He's been losing teeth left and right, bleeding all over the dog park and freaking people out when they see the spots of blood on the snow. On Friday, however, I ducked out side to move the car and came back in to find him with his head stuck (literally) in a bag that had previously contained chicken bones - something potentially fatal if they splinter. First time at the emergency vet hospital (and hopefully the last, though that place was amazing!) with the pup, where he got some radiographs done. Three chicken bones sitting in his gut, thankfully almost completely intact, since he didn't see fit to chew them after stealing them off the dining table. Outlook is good, though - he has a very good chance of either demineralizing/digesting the bones or just passing them, but he's still on med watch at home in case one of them splinters and perforates some part of his GI tract. Stupid dogs :| The X-rays were expensive enough, I'm just hoping surgery isn't necessary and that he passes the bones safely. + +Despite that rather large cost, I'm not too worried about money. I mentioned a while ago (though maybe not here) that I was being audited. Turns out, that was because I forgot to submit some documentation with my tax amendment for the first-time homebuyer's credit. After going to an actual tax preparer last week, though, I'm glad the amendment was rejected, since applying for the credit as an amendment on a previous year's taxes turns it into a loan, and I don't want to pay that off. With their help, though, looks like my return is going to be $11,000 with the credit included. I'm hoping to pay off my card and cut it up, possibly get a camcorder, then start saving for a car, since the Pathfinder's getting pretty crappy :oP + +One of the biggest stressors right now is my senior composition recital coming up in a little less than a month. I've got performers and music all lined up, but I'm still having a hard time getting any rehearsals done, and people aren't communicating very well with me. I'm also starting to freak out over the fact that I have to conduct one of the larger pieces myself, something which I'm pretty awful at. I have to tune out the music and just conduct beat patterns in order to not get messed up, which isn't very.. good :oP Thankfully, work's been fine. Despite some printer fuckups, I've had a good bit of time to sit and conduct the wall to practice. + +Composing hasn't stopped with the recital coming up, thankfully, and I've had a good bit more inspiration than I did last semester. I've been working on a three-movement set of songs for choir, soloists, and Pierrot ensemble called "Bird Songs" with texts by a friend, St. Francis of Assisi, and Wallace Stevens. I'm also working on some incidental evocative music for 's book, Thousand Leaves, and I'm about 70% done with the first draft of the first movement. First time I've written directly for a large ensemble (that is, not arranging a previously written piece). + +A lot of creativity has been happening on the programming front, too. After getting a little fed up with Sibelius, I've started work on a program to help me write directly in Lilypond, whose output is amazing. The cool part about Lilypond is that its a text format, so you can `diff` it easily, so I'm thinking of tying it in with a website which would act as a revision control system for composers. That way, instead of just saving a score to your computer, you can save it to the site and update it every now and then, then publish it for everyone to see when you've finished. The program is being written in Java, so it would be trivial to make it into an applet, which would mean that you could work on your music from any computer with a browser and Java installed. Big plans. Anyway, also got my portfolio site up and running in order to apply for a composer-in-residence position with these guys, which I hope works out well. If nothing else, it's good to have the site back up, so I can show off scores more easily. Man, I love Django :3 + +Anyway, work's being a butt, so that's all for now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1621.md b/lj-dump/L-1621.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2bf52455 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1621.md @@ -0,0 +1,29 @@ +%title As seen in Kakiphony's journal +%date 2010-03-03 00:50:41 + +When you see this, post a poem in your journal + +Polyphemus at Morning +Richard Threadgall + +The blind Cyclops rose, wound clotted, +To the bleating of his rams--who called +To the cloth-dyer Aurora, day, day. + +He crawled in his cave, clutched Greeks; +Wine-pots splintered beneath his palms-- +The blown-glass dark between Sicilian pines +Bleached, colored, and bubbled up toward blue. + +And his goats, greedy for sunlight +And the white Ausonian glare, bleated +And drooped their ticked ears while he counted-- + +He missed the ropes; his bleeding hands +Were two mauled despots stumbling under chains. +Dry wind salts his forehead, and his flock +Stamps down through the herd-paths, unburdened. + +So was that savage chastened. Yet here am I, +Who will ever be master of you--and while I sleep +You look at the olive log, but never free me. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1622.md b/lj-dump/L-1622.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..942e9fe2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1622.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Musics +%date 2010-03-15 19:10:09 + +Almost forgot, posted a bunch of music: + +http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3538369 - crappy recording of my live premier of "I live my life" +http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3538357 - iffy recording of my live premier of "Character Dances" +http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3537951 - Semi-final draft of Tempest orchestrated (now with more feasibility!) +http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3533916 - First movement of "Thousand Leaves", incidental music for 's book +http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3422697 - Second movement of the concerto for sax quartet. + +Less than two weeks until my senior recital, of which there will be recordings and HD video :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1623.md b/lj-dump/L-1623.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f7e64fa4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1623.md @@ -0,0 +1,25 @@ +%title Oy, meme +%date 2010-03-20 04:35:26 + +Except this time, I made it myself! Badger! is a little badge you can put on your blags and webpages with all your other web presences laid out as icon - from the badge, people can get to your Twitter, Facebook, LJ, and so on. Just a goofy little thing. Alas, the dynamic version doesn't work on LJ because it involves both style and script tags, which are stripped out automatically. The static version, however, works! + +
makyo + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +

What's this?

+ +First time I've done something like this, and it was pretty fun ^^ Felt like I woke up Tuesday with the idea fully formed in my head, and the rest was just making license plates. Have fun, do whatever with it, heh. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-1624.md b/lj-dump/L-1624.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a9d54975 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-1624.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Recital +%date 2010-03-31 21:05:01 + +

On Friday, March 26th at 4:30PM in the Organ Recital Hall at the UCA, I had my senior recital.  The recital is a for-credit class that is technically geared towards performance majors, but they’re required of composition, education, and bachelor of the arts majors as well.  Usually, grading is pretty straight-forward.  Your applied teacher sits in the audience and watches you along with everything else, grading your performance of music that you have learned under their tutelage over the last however many semesters.  Grades are as you would expect them – technicality, stage presence, song interpretation, working with the accompanist, and so on.

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Composition is a little different, however.  With composition, your work on the pieces has already been graded by the applied professor, for the most part, you aren’t even performing the pieces.  The point of the recital shifts away from proving you can sing or play to proving you can pull together music and get it performed somehow.  Your job changes from learning music and reciting it on stage to writing music, finding performers, organizing rehearsals, then organizing the recital and possibly conducting or performing the pieces, though the focus on that latter part is minimal.

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Alrighty.  I used LiveJournal for quite a while and some of their current changes combined with the changes I’ve gone through in the way I think about blogging have prompted me to switch to a more personal system such as this.  WordPress was just the ticket, and since it was free and I can set it up the way I want, it all works out for the best.  I’ll try to link my posts over to my old LJ blog as well, just so that they get read by the masses over there, but I’m thinking that all of my writing will take place here, for the most part!

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In my post-recital… ennui?  Freedom?  Afterglow?  Well, anyhow, after my recital, I’ve found that it’s rather difficult to get back into writing music after spending so long away from it simply trying to get the recital up and running with as few hitches as possible (as has already been previously beaten to death here), and even though its been two weeks, I’ve only written about five bars of music.

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Part of the problem has been that I was fairly demoralized after the recital.  After seeing how difficult it was to pull together the performers and get them learning the music as best as possible in even so long a time, I felt that perhaps I was doing something wrong with my music, writing it in such a way as to make it difficult for the performers to learn, read from, or perform.  It was hard for me to go back to writing music that I felt would cause more of the same reactions that I got to my music on my senior recital.

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Beyond that, though, I felt that I had lost the sense of process that I had used to write music in the past, a process that served me through several years.  Several of my pieces are based off one process or another.  For example, each of the Character Dances was based off one aspect of a relationship between me and another.  TW was based off the idea of constancy against flightiness.  The left hand of the piano only plays two notes for the entire piece, while the right hand skitters around it indicating a change too quick to handle.

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The audio recordings of my senior recital have been posted – video will be coming soon.  I’m feeling okay about the recordings – not great, and not bad.  Overall, they are too slow, not up to the tempi I would like.  Also, there are a few problems with the performances of each piece, but not so much as to ruin them.  They are all posted here, after the cut, but they may be found at http://drab-makyo.com/collection/senior-recital/.

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The Manifesto Project, my most recent service project, just launched over at http://manifesto.mjs-svc.com The goal of the project is to provide a place for people to write down their ideas on their own beliefs and faiths in order to sort their ideas out into words. The idea stemmed from my own problems in articulating what I believed, and I found that the more I wrote, the easier it was for me to define my thoughts.

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Not only did I give my dog a Twitter account, but I made him a website.  Oy vey :D

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You can follow Zephyr on Twitter as @zephyr_sc or on his webpage, http://zephyr-sc.com.

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My experience with software developing in any sort of managed (read: rational) way is actually rather limited.  I didn’t really know what Agile was until a few days ago, I’ve only been using RCSes for the last few years, I sold or gave away all of my O’Reilly books, and I always seem to be a little behind the times.  Now that I’ve been getting more and more into programming, though, I’ve decided that managed programming environments are most definitely a good thing, even as a solo developer.  I read up on Agile, switched from Subversion to Git in several cases, and I’ve been trying to keep a little more current, finally caving and adopting an IDE (NetBeans) and some project management software.

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Working on a rather large project in grails, I’ve come to realize two things: there is some absolutely amazing software frameworks out there, and some people who write documentation appear to be 3-year-old kids who speak English as a second language.  The embarrassing part about that is that, since the project is open-source, I could contribute to the documentation very easily, fixing problems that I see and adding where I see fit.  However, the problem is so large and daunting (and the project I’m working on way more interesting), so instead, I wind up just living with it and searching El Goog over and over again for the same things.

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I’m going to try to change this as best I can, and I’m going to start by collecting a few nifty tips and tricks I’ve pulled out of thin air here, and hopefully pull them all together into one place soon enough.

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It's a Macchiotter! Soon to be a fursuit, even o.o
 
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NPR’s Planet Money podcast recently aired a program on the deficit and what average Americans think would be the best way to fix it by cutting only one thing. I don’t think that cutting just one thing would ever fix a problem so huge, but crowd-sourcing such an idea is not a new concept. Whitehouse.gov itself used this at one point, allowing users to ask the newly elected Obama a question in an open forum, even using the users to help police the question boards through a flagging procedure. The neat part about crowd-sourcing with limitations is that not only does it keep discussions rather more on track than an open forum, but it takes a small (minuscule in the grand scheme of things) step towards direct democracy which may or may not be a good thing, I really don’t know, but it sometimes feels like this could make things a little better.

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One of the overwhelming questions on the whitehouse.gov forum was about legalization of marijuana. This issue has come up in my life three times now – the first was when I read Carl Sagan’s Contact way back when which featured a little vignette about marijuana being legalized and “this [being] deducted from your share in paradise”; the second was when I was on a bit of a spirituality/drugs/poetry kick and wound up reading Dale Pendell’s Pharamko/Poeia; and the third was when I recently finished with Michael Lewis’ The Big Short and got set off onto a financial kick. Since I finished The Big Short today and thus am still on said kick, I’ve been peeking into the issue of the financial implications of legalizing marijuana, but I’m having quite a hard time finding the information I need in the morass of data out there, little of which is readily available or easily searched.

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Turns out, due to a mistake with iTunes and the podcast, Planet Money DID do a podcast on the finances of marijuana. Check it out here – though it asks much of the same questions I asked: http://www.npr.org/blogs/money/2010/01/podcast_an_economist_gets_ston.html

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 1.Is there anyone on your friends list you would ever consider having sex with?
Probably - already have with quite a few.

2. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night?
Doesn't really matter ^^ Most receptive in the morning, it seems.

3. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
Whichever side Zephyr ISN'T on.

4. Do you masturbate?
Yep.

5. How often? Lately?
Lately?  1-2x per day.  Can be as high as 4x/day or as low as 1x/week

6. Have you ever taken your clothes off for money?
No.

7. Do you prefer showers or baths?
Showers.  I don't fit well in many baths.

8. Have you ever had sex in the shower or the bath?
Sorta, yeah.  Was too awkward :o/

9. Do you watch/read pornography?
Yep, though it's not often that it does much for me.  I'm more of an obsessive collector than an actual looker.

10. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed?
Aggressive, but I suspect the original author meant dominant or submissive.  I go either way on that, so long as I'm not doing everything - passive people who need to be told to do everything don't really do much for me.

11. Do you love someone on your friends list?
Oh, sure!  Lots :o)  Seriously, too, love's free and benefits both parties, even if the other party doesn't realize it's there.

12. Do you know all the people on your friends list?
Nope.

13. Would you choose love or money?
This is NEVER an either-or scenario.  Un-ask the question.

14. Your top three favourite kinks in bed?
Um.. hmm.  I'm not very kinky.  Exhibitionism, definitely.  Maybe.. being quiet?  Like.. acting as if nothing is really going on during orgasm, just quietly breathing in and out and trying to keep my breathing stable.  Can't really think of many others.  Multiple partners, maybe?

15. Has anyone ever gone beyond your personal line of respect sexually?
Yes, but I was young :o)

16. Where is the most romantic place you have had sex?
Oh, they're all good :D

17. Where is the weirdest place you have had sex?
On the steps of the back deck, or maybe laying out in the back yard.

18. Have you ever been caught having sex?
I don't think so..?

19. Have you ever been to a strip club?
Nah, pass.

20. Ever been to a bar just to get sex?
Depends.  I've gone to a bar with someone with the end goal of sex at the end of the night!  Not to pick anyone up, though.

21. Ever been kicked out of a bar or a club for sexual reasons?
Nah.

22. Ever been picked up in a bar?
No, but not for lack of trying.  Sorry, guy :o/

23. Have you ever kissed or had sex with someone of the same sex?
Yep.

24. What's your sexuality?
Bisexual.

25. Had sex in a cinema?
No, but things have gotten pretty heated in one before.

26. Had sex in a bathroom?
Sure.  My complaint was how many right angles and sharp corners there were :3

27. Have you ever had sex at work?
Nope.  RP'd, though, lots.

28. Have you ever been in an "adult" store?
Yep.

29. Bought something from an adult store?
I.. don't think so, actually!

30. Do you own any sex toys?
Yep.

31. If yes, how many and what are they?
Two - a dildo (from Zeta, heh) and a vibrator.

32. Does anyone have naughty pics of you or are you on film?
Oh sure, they're available online :o)

33. Have you ever had sex with someone and called them the wrong name?
Nah, I don't really make noises during sex.

34. Have you ever had phone sex?
Yeah, wasn't really my thing.  It served more to emphasize the distance rather than bring us closer.

35. Have you ever had cyber-sex?
Yep!  At least.. *check* 679 times, according to the tally, but I know I missed some.

36. Do you think oral sex constitutes as a form of intercourse?
Sure..?  "constitutes as a form of intercourse" sounds so dry.  Yes, it's sex.

37. What's your favourite sexual position?
I'm willing to try most any, but the favorite depends on the mood.

38. What's your favourite sex act?
Hmm.. dunno that I've had one that I've not enjoyed!  I used to not get anything out of receiving oral sex, but that's since changed.

39. Have you ever had sex with more than one person at a time?
Yeh.  Several times :o)

40. Who do you think has the guts to repost this?
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I’ve been listening to podcasts, watching videos, and reading articles over the past two or three years that relate to the financial melt-down as well as politics and gender issues.  These things really do interest me quite a bit, as I’ve always wondered how something as abstract as government really works, ever since Dr. Carter’s history class in high school. I mean, it always looked so good on paper that it boggled the mind to think that that was how things really worked in the world.  Of course, now I’m much older – I’ve been out of high school (and away from Dr. Carter) for seven years or so and I’ve come to realize that the idealized form of direct democracy they teach in elementary and middle school, and the idealized form of representative democracy they teach in high school barely begin to scratch the surface.

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Lets go ahead and combine this with the fact that it seems as though Planet Money, one of the financial podcasts that I follow, was created solely to explain the financial crisis to people in clear terms, seemingly a spin-off of This American Life after that show aired a few episodes regarding not only the financial issues, but issues of health care and housing.  We can also add in the additional reading and discussing that has been going on between a few friends and I about the problems involved in religion, and a few other friends and I about the problems involved in gender.

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Finally, combine these with a few books I’ve been reading about disparate subjects but which all involve this concept of non-spatial, non-temporal ideas and we get the hole I’ve dug myself in now.

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Curse you, Nick! +HOW OLD DO YOU ACT? + +[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee. +[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar. +[x] You own a credit card. +[x] You know how to change the oil in a car +[x] You've done your own laundry. +[x] You can vote in an election. +[x] You can cook for yourself. +[x] You think politics are interesting. + +TOTAL SO FAR: 8 + +[x] You show up late for work a lot. +[x] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket. +[ ] You've never gotten a detention +[x] You have forgotten your own birthday. +[x] You like to take walks by yourself. +[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up. +[x] You drink caffeine at least once a week + +TOTAL SO FAR: 14 + +[x] You know how to do the dishes. +[x] You can count to 10 in another language. +[x] When you say you're going to do something you USUALLY do it. +[x] You can mow the lawn. +[x] You study even when you don't have to. +[x] You have hand washed a car before. + +TOTAL SO FAR: 20 + +[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up. +[x] The people at Starbucks know you by name. +[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out. +[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need. +[x] You understand political jokes the first time they are said. +[x] You can type pretty quick. + +TOTAL SO FAR: 25 + +[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment. +[ ] You have been to a Tupperware party. +[ ] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job. +[x] You have more bills than you can pay. +[x] You have been to the beach. +[x] You use the internet every day. +[x] You have been outside of your home country 3 or more times. +[ ] You make your bed in the morning. + +TOTAL SO FAR: 29 + +[x] You have filed a tax return +[x] You have used a pay phone +[x] You have been served alcohol without being ID'd +[x] You have purchased stamps at the grocery store +[x] You have purchased a lottery ticket +[ ] You still have and use a VCR + +34?! + + +
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Little song I whipped up in Reason for the occasion here.

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I just realized that I posted this to Twitter and not anywhere else; whoops!

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Anyhow, I’m an avid reader of FlowingData, because Nathan Yau, the man behind it, does some pretty awesome stuff.  His visualizations are clear and still aesthetically pleasing, and his concepts are always nice.  Of particular interest to me, when I first started reading, was your.flowingdata which is a means to track your own life through Twitter – for example, you can tell it when and how far you ride your bike every day and have it automatically generate a visualization of distances ridden over time.

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Recently, however, he posted a little challenge of sorts.  Given a dataset, we, the readers, were to visualize it our own way and draw some conclusions from our visualizations (that, after all, being the point of visualizations).  I’d never done anything like that before for various reasons.  I didn’t want to learn a new domain-specific language such as R that would then require me to edit my results in the form of an image in some other program such as Gimp or Inkscape.  Also, Gimp and Inkscape have some quirks that I’m still learning, and I didn’t want to have to chose between learning those and buying Adobe CS.  However, I have been working quite a bit with Javascript recently, so it seemed to make sense that, when I found two libraries – Flot and Protovis – for visualization in JS that I go ahead and use one of these ‘Visualize This’ challenges to learn one of them.  It’ll definitely be helpful in the future.

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The most recent challenge was visualizing data from the National Survey of Sexual Health and Behavior.  Given a small set of data – percentage of respondents in different age groups admitting to engaging in nine different behaviors over the past year – I worked hard to learn Protovis from scant documentation in order to pull together a visualization.  Since it takes place over three ‘slides’ and has text to go along with it, I’ll let it speak for itself here.

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I had a few more thoughts on the earlier entry and I don’t want to belabor anything, though this may come rather close to the last post, but I hope to make just a small addendum to that with three points.  This has been sitting in the ‘drafts’ queue for a while now, and was mostly written.  Sorry for flooding!

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Nathan Yau, over at FlowingData, posted another “Visualize This” challenge, this time to take a look at some data that Wikipedia released regarding their recent fundraising campaign.  They tracked four banners’ performance – how many people visited the pages, how many people wound up starting the donation process, and how many people actually completed the donation process, amongst several other factors.  Again, I figured I’d take a stab at showing the data with Protovis.

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You can see the result here.

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I woke up this morning with an idea in mind and, lo and behold, over the process of the day, finished the visualization.  At least, a rough draft of it.  This one’s even personalizable!  Check out a sample here.

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FurAffinity.net is a neat site full of neat artists and good community.  However, the statistics they provide for each user’s art are not only private, but rather lacking, being simply a list of numbers.  Sounds like a good job for visualization, though!  The numbers FA provides are views, favorites, and comments per submission.  Not only did I display those, but averaging them and normalizing for those averages gives a pretty good idea of relative popularity of each submission.  Users can view all four statistics in a steam chart, and also each alone in a bar chart.  I figured this was a good way to divide things up: trends are visible in general over time and one can explore specifics for each set.

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There’s still some work I’d like to do, and I’m planning on collating the data I collect into a general graph of submissions on FA, but that’s for later.  It’s fall break and I’m still on the job!

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NSFW Links, SFW previews + +NSFW - based on conversations on what CEOs might like. + + + +NSFW - very fast $5 sketch commission from Floe, who's awesome :3 + + +
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It’s been a busy few days at home and work.  Work itself was really slow, so I started working on one large visualization project and wound up completing another smaller one in the meantime.  I may need to take a break from protovis for a little while, as I’ve been working for several days straight on these projects.

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The smaller of the two projects was a very fast (about two hours) visualization of data regarding a disturbing punishment discrepancy between heterosexual/non-heterosexual teens by both the justice system and schools.  You can see in the vis that, in some cases, non-heterosexual teens can be two to three times as likely to be punished by schools or police.  Some reasons for this are debated in the original article that was pointed out to me.  The comments section on the article is rather distressing, I should warn.

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The second, larger project has taken up most of my energy over the past few days.  A friend pointed me toward the results of the Furry Survey, which I hadn’t seen before.  The furry community differs from society at large in several very important demographic areas, from gender to sexual orientation (or at least openness regarding the same), to mean age.  With these important differences, I felt that a series of visualizations was almost necessary.  I’ve pulled those together into a dashboard that displays each visualization in miniature (not just thumbnails – the visualizations are reconstructed in miniature within the dashboard).  Check it out and find out some neat things about the furry fandom.  If you don’t know what furries are… well, Google carefully.

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Two new aspects visualized: species and a choropleth of population for the US.  I had to grab, shred, and parse the data myself from responses to forum topics (i.e.: members would respond with their location and a moderator would add their name to one enormous list – I had to turn that into JSON with magic), so the data may not be terribly accurate, but some trends may be visible.  Since they’re separate but related, I’ve added them to a different section of the site.

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At the beginning of this year, I had two jobs.  By March, however, I had quit one and been informed that I was, for all intents and purposes, being laid off from the other.  While this wasn’t a huge surprise, I was still pretty disappointed – time to start the job-hunt again.  I brushed up my resume, pulled all my references together, and got started searching.  As I applied and attended job fairs and the like I started noticing a disheartening trend, however.  I’m graduating in May with a degree in music composition, but applying for technical jobs.  More than I once, I was turned down without further consideration as soon as the recruiter got to the education section of my resume.

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Rather than be coy about my education, however, I’m combining the fact that much of my applying for jobs happens online with my resume into a visual resume that offers all the same information while show-casing my design and visualization abilities.

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Hmm.. well. Well. + +Choir video: I finished it in time, luckily, though I bullshitted the last bit of it (from all-state on) Apparently people still liked it, considering the amount of people that came up to me afterwards and complimented and/or asked for a copy of it. Kristal remarked just how many pictures contained Kory, along with most people I asked. Also, I apparently made the All-State Section too long and made some people feel bad. Well, I did what I could with what I had. I'd like to thank Shannon for being so tolerant with me sort of brushing her off. I gave her lots of credit in the video because, even though it seemed like I didn't let her do much, she really helped with moral support and ideas. Also, she bought me hot chocolate afterwards at Caffe Sole. ^^ + +Graduation: I didn't know I was supposed to call Jim/Terb for that, my apologies. It went well, though. Fairly standard as far as graduations go, though; got a diploma in the end. Dad and Julie came over and had Mr. Pilot take pictures of various couplings of parents and me for them. They got buzzed after chugging champagne like beer, and my mom got drunk on a glass. Michael and Shannon came over too, and partook in garlicky dip and a glass of champagne as well. Wondering where everyone was, I called Terb and Ryan. Terb and Jim came over, Ryan forgot it was then, couldn't make it. We eventually all ended up on the floor in the basement watching movie trailers and the like. Snuggled with Moondoggy some. He's good for that. More on that later. Pharmako/poeia came. Wondrous book. + +Parties on Sunday: I misread two of the three invitations and ended up only going to Stephy P.'s party, as Willy's was the night before, and Laurel et al.'s is on friday. It was alright, but I got really tired and passed out early, sleeping until ten, then going back to bed at 2 and nearly oversleeping this morning. I think my body's still messed up from that last week of school 'cause, after all of that sleep, I'm tired yet again. Real tired. + +Today: got up in time to get a shower and some stuff cleaned up downstairs before people came over. We made it to the fair in time for some foods and pictures before we met Moondog and Pilot there. More food and wandering around, spent some time by the creek. I was gonna do the thing with Michael that I had planned, but had some some second thoughts. After that, we went back to the dungeon to watch Airplane. More snuggling. + +I'm really confused. I really do love Moondog a lot, but it.. eh. I just don't think that it would be a very healthy relationship if sex were to enter into it at all, which I'm sure it would, knowing the fluctuations of both of our hormones. I don't think I would deal with it well, considering how I dealt with it in the past. The conflict of gender and sex is too much for me, and is slowly proving yet again that I do like guys, all apologies to Moondog. Yet I'm still addicted to snuggles. It's kinda painful. I'm sure it is for both of us. + +Aaaand.. Kory. I don't know what to do about him. It hurts. So much pain, it's all so beautiful. +That was cliche. +Yeah, it was, but beautiful pain points out the miracles of everything. + Are you turning into a christian? +Perhaps. +Now say 'mum'. +Mum. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-169.md b/lj-dump/L-169.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2a8944d2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-169.md @@ -0,0 +1,19 @@ +%title Pig-english: a code language for Latin +%date 2004-06-01 09:58:57 + +Heh. Thanks to for the idea. I found it in his LJ after following a comment he left in a previous post on throat singing. + +- Last and first syllables switched +- Ait at beginning of sentence. +- Alternate sic and tum between words +- iam at end. + +- Poetic Rules apply (erunt -> ere, poetic plurals, &c. Elision gets ruined by sic/tum) +- Add suffix -it to non-conjugated/declined words and conjugated/declined words of one syllable (don't switch last/first) +- 'Impossible' consonant clusters, insert y + +Quo usque tandem abutere, Catalina, patientia nostra? Quam diu etiam furor iste tuus nos eludet? +--> +Aitquo sic queus tum emdytamit sic rebutera, tum Atalinaca, sic atientipa tum rastynoiam? Aitquam sic udi tum amytie sic orfur tum teis sic ustu tum sic nosit tum etyludeiam? + +It's like a steganographic artlang from Latin ^^ I'm a geek, but forgive me, I just took a history final. Now I truly am done with school :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-17.md b/lj-dump/L-17.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9f35dbc5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-17.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Because Whitcomb's making me.. +%date 2002-08-31 20:44:12 + +I'm going to discuss my religious views. If you disagree with them, or are personally offended by them, please don't email me, but leave a comment here. That at least gives me an option to read them. If you mail me, I'll delete your mail. These are my opinions and I'm not asking for yours. + +Religion is a good idea implemented in a bad way, especially christianity. However, I consider myself a christian in an.. abstract sense. Religion, to me, is a way of getting large amounts of people to do something that you want to do without having to talk to them directly. The goal of most religions (note the 'most' part) is to get you to be a Good Person according to society by providing a peice of literature, a myth, or some way of communicating your desires in a way that, while people may not believe it, it'll make them think about it. That's why the bible is contradictory: it has to appeal to all sorts of different people to get them to be Good (my liberal use of capitalization is not an accident). This is why there are quiet, happy christians, loud and angry christians, and every thing in between. There are christians who fear God, and there are those who are on a first name basis with him, because either they were imprinted with this philosophy at childhood, or something in the holy writ spoke to them. The threats, like 'be Good or go to Hell' spoke to some, while other parts, like the promises of heaven or the ideal Love spoke to others. Religion reaches so many people, too, partially because of the story aspect: the bible may or may not be true, but it's still a story, and has a plot. Anyway, what I'm getting at is that religion presents a set of ideas for an ideal society. + +The badly implemented part is that the majority of people take religion farther than I find comfortable; pushing the more obscure (and obsolete) Ideas down other people's throats by means of politics, rules, circular arguments, and general overzealousness. They don't realize that there can be different degrees of faith in their religion and that life will still go on. Subtle seems to be a difficult concept. People who can recite bible verses should check to see that they understand them, first. For example, I can recite Romans 1:22 "Professing themselves as wise, they became fools", but I understand what it means: that it is foolish to say that you're smarter than you are, or to show off how smart you are to other people. Also, people who recite should try to take the verses to heart. I know that I sometimes show off, but, for the most part, I try not to do it. + +Now days, however, things are starting to shift a bit. The majority of religious people still tend to be fairly zealous, but more and more people that I meet tend to be reading more into the bible, not as a story, but as a set of ideas put forth by the School of Deuteronomy, the Apostles, and other people who worked on the bible to help promote Goodness, even if it means fighting for Goodness, because Goodness is Good. + +This probably didn't make sense, but at least I have it written down somewhere now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-170.md b/lj-dump/L-170.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..64fd79ed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-170.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Christopher Walken is way cool. +%date 2004-06-01 21:47:59 + +''I DON'T. Buy the tomatoes with. The stems. On them. They don't. Degrade. They go. Down the sink. And into the WATER. Then. They get lodged in the throats of little. OTTERS.'' \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-171.md b/lj-dump/L-171.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b7a98f1b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-171.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Murf. +%date 2004-06-01 23:33:20 + +My emotions are gaining distinct colors, like a kind of twisted synaesthesia. There's definitely a sense of physical location associated with each emotion, and it's not always internal. There may also be a tactile part to this, but I have yet to experience it in any different places or with any different touches, so it may just be one continuous headache that goes latent occasionally. + +An example: when pondering Kory, a luminescent fuschia color that seems to be flowing in the right hemisphere of my brain; when thinking of Moondog and snuggling, a warm, earthy brown with a little bit of green in a pine-needle-ish pattern about a foot and a half in front of me and slightly to the left; tiredness is off-white everywhere and blind hopelessness is bright blue wrapped around my mind. The headache moves around, but it's mostly at the lower, back, right side of my head. Ibuprofin works well. + +This isn't what I meant when I was talking about beautiful pain. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/L-172.md b/lj-dump/L-172.md similarity index 98% rename from L-172.md rename to lj-dump/L-172.md index 445a18b2..554f7b60 100755 --- a/L-172.md +++ b/lj-dump/L-172.md @@ -35,4 +35,4 @@ crotch, go figure, queer thighs, better believe it, queer knees, queer calfs, queer ankles, queer legs, flexible, queer feet, still smell, queer guy, no surprise. - + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-173.md b/lj-dump/L-173.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a5765f7b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-173.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Arr... +%date 2004-06-03 21:01:28 + +The navy blue I've been seeing at waist level in front of me and to my left is contentment. I'm not entirely sure that it being omnipresent is a good thing, however, considering the colors it's mixed with. Am I really content with longing and hopelessness? It's not out of the question, I suppose that it could just be another aspect of my personality. But that just brings up the question of whether or not it's something I ingrained into myself through habit, something where I just kinda accepted that feeling such things is normal, okay, and what I want; or is it something I was born with, or that we're all born with? Is it a side effect of love, expecting impossible desires and the blind hopelessness that follows the end of a four year undertaking? + +Whatever, you're rambling. +Guilty, conspirator. +Hushya. + +There was a LAN in here (Caffe Sole) earlier, they just left. + +Earlier today, I went to my dad's to go shopping with Julie. Belmar kinda sucks, but I got some nice clothes. Hooray for stereotypical women. After that, I came back and had dinner with my mom. I went out to get some more applications, and that's when the cyan took over. Now I'm just switching randomly between Dvorak and QWERTY. I suppose I should pick one. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-174.md b/lj-dump/L-174.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2e9a0a55 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-174.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Bweh! +%date 2004-06-05 15:55:21 + +Got my dorm stuffs. Braiden Room 170. My roommate is one Francisco G. According to the address they gave me for him, he's already living in Braiden in a different room. I'm guessing this means that he's going to summer school, which probably means that he's not a Freshman. Terby, you know him? I believe his room number is 143.. + +Anyhoo, yes, there's much I have to do in regards to that stuff, but more immediately, I need a job. if I don't get one, I have to work for my dad, which is more awful than it sounds. I've got a buttload of applications, one interview under my belt, and I've 'expressed interest' in two bank teller positions. I hope I get something, quick x.x + +In other news, my most recent experience with Her was mystifying. Granted it's only my second, it still confused the b'jeezus out of me. There was no fright however, like the last time; however, my room didn't try to eat me, which helped immensely. A bit of 2x had me wishing for at least a little more to push me over the edge from scattered thoughts to flowing thoughts, so I added about the same amount of 5x as last time and lay down in my bed. I closed my eyes and visions of an autumnal forest setting of my body swept me up in yellow-gold leaves, the wind pushing me down along the contours of my body turned to stone. A concerned old woman in a flower-print dress and a flower-print apron tried to give me advice, and at first I thought it was Her, but the green divinity isn't quite so trite and godmotherly. The Lady Sage later showed herself in a face of still-green leaves and basically told me that I wasn't ready to talk with her yet, and that, for some temporary-ish answers, I should look in myself, so I did and learned some. + +After that, I boiled down some Calea to make a resin, since it's so incredibly bitter, despite the wonderful smell of it's brew, and headed out to walk to Movie Gallery for the first Harry Potter, but ended up getting the second because the it was mis-filed. I was so confused, but I watched it anyway ^^ Mom watched some, until the disk fucked up from being scratched. She went to bed, and I got it working again to finish the movie. After that, I stayed up practicing Ginsberg's America for Facets, which is in a few weeks. + +Kory. Gosh, I'm obsessing +No shit, sherlock +But.. eh! +As I thought. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-175.md b/lj-dump/L-175.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..44847f20 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-175.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Mwerf. +%date 2004-06-06 01:13:45 + +I decided to exchange sleep for watching Amelie. It made me sad. Now I'm awake, and reading about drugs. Woo. + +I know I haven't written much about Michael recently, but I guess when everything seems pretty cool, it doesn't feel like there's a whole lot to write about. We just sorta threw everything out the window (the window, the window, the second story window...) and got rid of all the labels and ideas we had for the relationship, and aren't calling it anything. Samir tried to define it, so I just went along with whatever he said and kept my lack of names to myself. We've been fairly close recently, and I'm feeling pretty good about that. Moondog seems to be happy as well ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-176.md b/lj-dump/L-176.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..58c511d0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-176.md @@ -0,0 +1,26 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-06-07 01:06:06 + +It's the immediacy, the seamless immediacy... +sometimes it's like she doesn't do much +of anything at all, but how many plants +do nothing with such clarity! + +I'd like to chant, perhaps Emmeleia. +Or.. you could come up with something on your own. +You know, do something productive with Nanon. +There's a thought. I still need to do those spells for Androo. +Exactly. Productive +I've noticed that, while my emotional colors are fading, you're becoming more prominent. +Who are you? +I'm a meme; I'm the idea of Lady Sage and Master Yage, +or maybe Eris and God. Are they the same? +I'm me. +I'm you. Are they the same? +I'm the fifth line of five. +You're an elusive bugger, that's what you are. +Damn straight. +You're depressing, too. + + +...hello? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-177.md b/lj-dump/L-177.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..be283902 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-177.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title Mwelp. +%date 2004-06-07 01:19:29 + +I asked a question of the cards and the stones last night. It was kinda depressing, but I feel like I'm already starting to fulfill. That made me incredibly sad, and now I'm clinging to a dream, a fading emotion that was once so prevalent as to take over all other thoughts and burn pink and red in the right side of my brain. If I'm letting go of something that gripped me so tightly, would I do something just as quick if not quicker to other emotions? +Remember, you once proclaimed that you attained enlightenment, that it took two hours of quiet time in bed +I remember freaking Rynden out with that. I told him I loved him. +Do you? +I... it is difficult to speak. I do, I suppose. +Well, then. +I'm lost. +Just remember that lancing white light +Will it help me find my way? +No, but it sure as hell feels good. +Or maybe that is the way. +I need a job. +Can't help ya there. +Please forgive these conversations with my Ally. If they get annoying, I'll make them private, but they really are helping me out, and they're kinda fun to read. For me at least. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-178.md b/lj-dump/L-178.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b13e3b2c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-178.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Androo +%date 2004-06-07 03:16:29 + +Your spells. If you need them to be shorter, leave out the parts in parentheses. The å character in MS Word is Ctrl+@,a (hold down ctrl while hitting shift-2, then a). You can copy-paste it into photoshop or whatever from there. + +Lightning: Roevi set kåtik (ato za majarbåti t'n) -- Translation: The lightning is grown (and it will run) +Fire: Roevi set kålar (ato za majarbåti t'n) -- Translation: The fire is grown (and it will run) + +I'm thinking spells for summoning of elements will all be pretty much the same. Just in case, the word for rain is s'sit; bodily energy, strength, or willpower is ganon. + +Let me know if you need any others. Also, if you want them in the native script of the language, let me know, and maybe we can work something out. + +Oh, and for posterity, Canadia. Thanks, . \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-18.md b/lj-dump/L-18.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..96a96e28 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-18.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title HBC Update +%date 2002-09-04 19:55:54 + +On a downswing. + +Very angry. Parents don't seem to help the stress level, since they tend to whine a lot. A whole lot. Sometimes, it feels like home is worse than school, even though I know it's not. I'll be fine when I get home, then when my mom gets home and does the whole 'parent' thing, things just sorta go downhill. Today it happened to occur during a dicussion with Andrew, so that sorta.. sucked. + +Sleep may be a factor, too, as I'm on my last bit of energy and it's not really that late. + +Still not sure whether I believe the $297 for a non-stop, round trip plane ticket to Florida over Christmas break. Especially since I just bought it. Oh well, now I'm two slips of paper richer. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-180.md b/lj-dump/L-180.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a1f79b47 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-180.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title Ahjeez.. +%date 2004-06-09 23:34:35 + +Added more. +
Quizles +
Rannafox's bits are best described as his "colossal powerhouse".
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What's yours? Enter your name:
Privates Eye
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What Are You Most Likely to Utter During Sex + by UMAJohnnie
Name
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Most Likely to Say"Oh just twist it, make a point, and stick it in." +
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Who were you in a past life? + by Kat007
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You were most probably:A pirate +
If not then you were:Julius Ceasar +
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[Edit: Clarification]The way things worked out seemed sort of.. anticlimatic. I'm glad for Michael in that his dad was so.. accepting? At least, not condemning. That's cool, I guess, but I'm still not sure how I feel about the situation, which is why I feel sort of blank. Emotions are cancelling each other out. + +As for sleep, I'm hoping I'll naturally get tired again later on. I think I just had a cat-moment. You know, *frizz*zip!*stop!*poofle*nonchalant* I have another Nytol to take in case I don't, but Nytol leads to really unnatural sleep. Oh well. + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-187.md b/lj-dump/L-187.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..03cd3e52 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-187.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-06-13 15:03:54 + +Finally got to sleep at 7 AM (no thanks to the second Nytol, which I took at 3). Got another few hours of really bad sleep. My head's changed from feeling like wool to feeling like wood: hollow. In other news, I feel like I don't matter much, and mexican food makes my tummy rumble. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-188.md b/lj-dump/L-188.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9ec53207 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-188.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Myorp. +%date 2004-06-13 23:07:36 + +Okie, so I cleaned out my car to put branches in it to dump them. +You feel accomplished at that? +Well.. yeah. It was really dirty :o) +Get to the point. +Fine. I got a call tonight from Shanerak of all people. We talked for an hour and a half about what's been going on with each of us, and even slipped back into our old habits of making jokes about how over the top and weird some furs are. He's going to a gemology trade school in Carlsbad, CA, and things he might move out to Boulder when he's done with that, which would be cool. He's a neat person to hang around. +So you like him, then? +Well.. yeah, I suppose. That long together and it's hard not to at least reminisce about the good times, no matter how long ago or distant they seem. +You think too much. + +In other news, I told my mom about not sleeping, and she banned me from having tea ;.; It made me sad, but she's right. I should lay off the caffeine. I'm not tired now, which is odd, considering how little I've slept. +Hyped up from talking to your ex? +Hushya. Mom gave me a Vicodin to help me sleep tonight. I'm gonna take it here while I read Michael's entry before it's too late to get a good night's sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-189.md b/lj-dump/L-189.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..24485959 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-189.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Damnit. +%date 2004-06-14 02:15:38 + +Despite abstaining from caffeine, despite feeling tired, despite the vic taken three hours ago, despite certain ah... activities which usually make me tired, I cannot sleep. I tried for an hour and a half. +You opened it, didn't you. That book... +I read a little. +Oh no... +I didn't really even realize what I'd done until I turned the page. Started reading. I skipped all of Truant's stuff, though. I was just interested in reading about the house. +Shit. +I'm gonna send Kris an email with my stuff for Facets, then see if I can't pry the book from my hands and go to bed. +Good luck. Seriously. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-19.md b/lj-dump/L-19.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f7a04435 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-19.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title HBC Update +%date 2002-09-05 22:10:32 + +Nice discussion with father figure tonight, no huge swings. Just did the thinking/meditating thing (I don't know about you, but I have to think things over to clear my mind. All you people who just go blank or something are either lucky or working too hard) and it didn't really resolve anything. All I feel from it is tired. + +Maybe the discussion had to do with the lack of swings (vice versa, too lazy to delete). Maybe keeping myself occupied helps, though it'd take an awful lot of work to keep myself as occupied as I was tonight. From overrestrictive parents, to science, to dogs, to math, to books, to music, &c. Well.. whatever. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-190.md b/lj-dump/L-190.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6f9e61dd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-190.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title How to drive Matt insane. +%date 2004-06-14 11:18:27 + +I fell asleep! Hah! I did it! I fell asleep naturally at about 7 this morning! I'd even been sleeping for about five hours when, lo, the phone rings and wakes me up. It's my mom. She informs me that she's been thinking; if I don't get a job this summer, how am I going to be able to afford books? After all, I am paying for them, right? + +IT WOULD FOR GOD DAMN SURE BE EASIER IF I WEREN'T STILL PAYING FOR YOUR STUPID DIVORCE, FREAK. I drive 44 to 66 miles a week to go between your house and my dad's house because you two had a tiff and refuse to at least resolve it by paying for your only son's gas while you make him drive between the two goddamn houses. + +The math gives me $2520 over the past two and a half years I've been driving. Now, if I didn't want to eat or pay for the music I own, much less anything else, sure, I could do that out of my allowance, but life's just not that simple, is it? And now I have $300 in the bank and a projected $500 for books. + +Irate only begins to describe how I feel right now, because I'm about to drive another handful of dollars down the drain for my mom to drop off a load of branches for her at the dump. Honestly, I just feel like strewing them about the living room about now and leaving for a few days. Park my car or something and just sleep in it for a few days. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-191.md b/lj-dump/L-191.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a1c12f48 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-191.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Ahem... +%date 2004-06-14 15:36:10 + +Now that today's intense emotional blast is over with... + +I went back to bed and slept a lot more, which felt really good, and now I'm not nearly so angry. I broke the light-switch plate in the big room downstairs, so I'm afraid I might have to replace that sometime... Anyway, my Diviner's Three showed up today. I still don't know if IAS wants me to send them back the Dreamers Blend. Woke up to the doorbell. Ryan and Nicku. Bugged Nicku a little about Azumanga. Yeah... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-192.md b/lj-dump/L-192.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..42bb906c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-192.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Yerp. +%date 2004-06-14 18:39:59 + +Went to Sherpa's with mom, complained to her about the Quantum lab tech situation, she seemed to understand how that kinda really screwed me up. Sherpa's changed the recipe for their tomato chutney. I was disappointed, until I realized that the burn was still there, just more intriguing. Unfortunately, they didn't give me any of the chutney in the doggie bag... er, box. + +I just finished moving all of my GYBE, Mogwai, and Alamaailman Vasarat to my laptop. I should really see how much space I have left on it. Shouldn't fill it all up... + +Still need to call my roommate.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-193.md b/lj-dump/L-193.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2bb49f45 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-193.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title I spent too long looking for this quote not to put it in here.a +%date 2004-06-15 16:30:26 + +Amelie: I feel a change. I had two heart attacks, an abortion, and did crack while I was pregnant. Other than that, I'm fine. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-194.md b/lj-dump/L-194.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..537e6cfd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-194.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Huh? Oh! Ow! +%date 2004-06-15 22:03:49 + +
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What is your problem
Name: Your problem: you are on fireNumber of times each day it is an issue: 25Will you ever resolve this problem?: (8) - Most likely. - (8) +This quiz by Lightbulby - Taken 3220 Times. +New - Kwiz.Biz Astrology \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-195.md b/lj-dump/L-195.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..603bb816 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-195.md @@ -0,0 +1,264 @@ +%title Mweh, +%date 2004-06-16 23:43:52 + +
Damn, that is a long quiz. +*LAYER ONE:* + +Name: Ranna +Birthday: 1986 +Birthplace: Denver, CO +Current Location: Boulder, CO +School: CSU. +Eye Color: Apparently yellow in the middle, greenish hazel beyond that, bordered by.. blueish? +Hair Color: Dark brown. +Height: 6'2"-ish +Righty or Lefty: Right +Zodiac Sign: Water Bearer, Aquarius. + + +*LAYER TWO*: + +Your Heritage: Wanna know? Heh. Black, Cherokee, Choctaw, Sioux, Irish, Scottish, English, Russian, Polish, and German. +The Shoes You Wore Today: Boulder shoes. +Your Weakness: Ignorance. +Your Fears: Heights, rejection, being hated, myself. +Your Perfect Pizza: White pizza with pepperoni o.o +Goal You'd Like To Achieve: Right now, autonomy, both from my parents, and, in a sense, from my friends. I'd like to know they're their, but not to have to rely on that so much. + + +*LAYER THREE*: + +Your Most Overused Phrase on AIM: ^^ +Your Thoughts First Waking Up: Waking... up..? +Your Best Physical Feature: Eyes. +Your Bedtime: Bed..? +Your Most Missed Memory: Shanerak. + + +*LAYER FOUR*: + +Pepsi or Coke: Dr. Pepper. +McDonald's or Burger King: Wendy's. +Single or Group Dates: No dates, not right now. +Adidas or Nike: Merrell +Backstreet Boys or Nsync: Alamaailman Vasarat +Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Twinnings +Chocolate or Vanilla: Coffee. +Cappuccino or Coffee: Tea. +(Heh, I'm difficult) + + +*LAYER FIVE*: + +Smoke: Not cigarettes.. +Cuss: Yeah +Take a shower everyday: Every few hours, it seems. +Have a Crush(es): Not now. +Do You Think You've Been In Love?: Always. +Want To Go To College: Yeah +Like(d) High School?: It had it's moments. +Want To Get Married?: I don't know. +Believe In Yourself?: Yes. +Get Motion Sickness?: On occasion. +Think you're attractive?: On occasion. +Think You're a Health freak?: On occasion. +Get Along With Your Parent(s)?: ...on occasion o.o +Like Thunderstorms?: ...on occasion O.O +Play An Instrument?: ...on occasion @.@ + + +*LAYER SIX*: + +*In the past month, have you... +Drank Alcohol: No. +Smoked: Yes, but not cigarettes (okie, I had a puff of a Virginia Super Slim, but that's just cause they're so cute! o.o) +Done A Drug: Yes +Had Sex: No +Made Out: Yes +Gone On A Date: Sorta. +Gone To The Mall: Yes. +Eaten An Entire Box Of Oreos: No, but I finished one last night. +Eaten Sushi: Not this month.. +Been Dumped: I don't know..? +Gone Skating: Nope. +Made Homemade Cookies: No, but I made pie. +Gone Skinny Dipping: Nope +Dyed Your Hair: No +Stolen Anything: No + + +*LAYER SEVEN*: + +*Have You Ever... +Played a game that required removal of clothing: No. +If so, was it mixed company: No. +Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: Yes +Been caught "doing something": Hahaha, almost +Been called a tease: Lots. +Gotten beaten up: Yup. +Shoplifted: Yup. +Changed who you were to fit in: All the time + + +*LAYER EIGHT*: + +Age you hope to be married: Dunno. +Numbers and Names of Children: Mort! No, probably couldn't do kids... +Describe your Dream Wedding: Something quiet. A handfasting with a handful of friends. +How do you want to die: for love. +Where you want to go to college: CSU +What do you want to be when you grow up: All that I can. +What country would you most like to visit: Lots. + + +*LAYER NINE*: + +*In a guy/girl... +Best eye color: Whatever suits them +Best hair color: Whatever they've got. +Short or long hair: Whatever they want. +Height: Whatever they are. +Best weight: Not skinny to the point of being bony. +Best articles of clothing: Whatever they wear. +Best first date location: o/~ Lets go out to dinner and see a movie.. o/~ + + +*LAYER TEN*: + +Number of drugs taken illegally: Smoked pot (didn't like it), smoked underage (made me sick), drank underage (didn't like it). +Number of people I could trust with my life: A good number. +Number of CDs that I own: Too much work to count. +Number of piercings: None. +Number of tattoos: None. +Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: Once or twice. +Number of scars on my body: Dunno. +Number of things in my past that I regret: One thing. Only a few people know. + + +~If I Were... ~ + +If I were a month I would be: Dunno. +If I were a day of the week I would be: Days have lost meaning. +If I were a time of day I would be: Gloaming. +If I were a planet I would be: Earth. +If I were a sea animal I would be: Angler-fish, maybe. +If I were a direction, I would be: Inwards. +If I were a piece of furniture I would be: A love-sac o.o +If I were a sin I would be: Why would I be a sin? +If I were a historical figure, I would be: Myself (I'm a dreamer). +If I were a liquid, I would be: Ovaltine! +If I were a tree, I would be: A redwood. +If I were a flower/plant, I would be: Guess. +If I were a kind of weather, I would be: Boulder weather. +If I were a musical instrument, I would be: Bamboo flute. +If I were an animal, I would be: Fox. +If I were a color, I would be: Green. +If I were a vegetable, I would be: Comatose (heh hah heh) +If I were a sound, I would be: a reedy flute. +If I were an element, I would be: spirit. +If I were a car, I would be: Something that fits my purpose. So.. not a suburban.. +If I were a song, I would be: Thomas Tallis' Spem in Alium +If I were a movie, I would be directed by: The director. +If I were a book, I would be written by: The author. +If I were a food, I would be: Chicken momos with a spicy tomato chutney o.o; +If I were a place, I would be: well loved. +If I were a material, I would be: P-suede-o +If I were a taste, I would be: Curry. +If I were a scent, I would be: Amber, from L'Occitane. +If I were a question, I would be: Rhetorical. +If I were an object, I would be: A candle +If I were a word, I would be: o/~ Love in any language... o/~ +If I were a body part I would be: The inner thigh. +If I were a facial expression I would be: Sleep. +If I were a cartoon character I would be: Naota, maybe? +If I were a number I would be: 5. + + +~Current...~ + +current Clothes: White button up shirt, white cotton T, white khakis, white socks, gray underwear, tan shoes. +Current Mood: Disappointed. +Current Taste: Iron from split lip. +Current Hair: Fro (damn you, Samir). +Current Annoyance: Myself. +Current Smell: Um.. lingering smell of whatever my mom made +Current thing I ought to be doing: Showering, then sleeping. +Current Favorite Group: The group I'm planning on starting at CSU. +Current Book: Robert Silverberg - Roma Eterna, Mikhail Bulgakov - The Master and Margarita, Milan Kundera - The Eternal Lightness of Being, Dale Pendell - Pharmako/poeia. +Current DVD in Player: "Amelie" +Current Refreshment: Nuffin. +Current Worry: Myself. +Current Favorite Celebrity: I have a hard time liking celebrities. + + +~Last...~ + +Last Car Ride: Home from coffee. +Last Kiss: Moondog, after Facets, before coffee. +Last Good Cry: Frustration/tiredness from no sleep last night. +Last Library Book Checked Out: Rachel Kranz and somebody - Gay Rights +Last Movie Seen: "Amelie". +Last Beverage Drank: Mocha (damnit) +Last Food Consumed: A little bit of ramen left in the pan. +Last phone call: From.. um.. my mom, yesterday after my physical. +Last TV Show Watched: TV...? +Last Time Showered: Earlier today. +Last Shoes Worn: boulder shoes. +Last CD played: Put my Alamaailman Vasarat CDs on my laptop yesterday. +Last Item Bought: Mocha. +Last Downloaded: Sibelius updates for Kory. +Last Soda Drank: Ginger beer. +Last Thing Written: A story I'm not allowed to write. +Last Time Amused: At coffee, re: Samir's mom. +Last Time Hugged: After coffee. +Last Lipstick Used: Long, long time ago. + + +~This or that?~ + +Me / You: Both +Coke / Pepsi: Redundant. +Day / Night: In between. +AOL / AIM: AIM +CD / Cassette: CD +DVD / VHS: DVD +Jeans / Khakis: Khakis +Car / Truck: Truck +Tall / Short: Tall +Lunch / Dinner: Dunch +BSD/JSOS/DV8: +Britney / Christina: +Gap / Old Navy: Old Navy makes good clothes fo' cheap. +Lipstick / Lipgloss: Burt's Beeswax chapstick :o9 +Silver / Gold: diamondwood. +Alcohol/Weed: Salvia. + + +~I...~ + +I AM: THAT I AM. Hehe. I'm confused at myself. +I WANT: resolution. +I NEED: Someone to snug. +I HAVE: Too much. +I WISH: I could sleep. +I FEAR: Myself. +I HEAR: The people sing.. singing the songs of angry men.. +I SEE: Nothing in my future. +I WONDER: Why not? +I LOVE: I love. +I ACHE: sorta. +I AM NOT: Yiffy, attracted, or otherwise up to dealing with other people closely. +I DANCE: When no one's looking. +I CRY: When I cry. +I WRITE: Always. +I WIN: Too much. +I LOSE: Myself +I CONFUSE: Myself. +I SHOULD: Sleep. +I LOOK: and never seem to find. +I FOUND: That the innocence I aspire to is incompatible with others. +I LEARNED: the hard way. +I AM STILL: Learning. +I PRAY: Out of love. + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-196.md b/lj-dump/L-196.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..51e235a1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-196.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Aaaand now for some real content. +%date 2004-06-17 00:28:08 + +Woke up early, 'cause I thought Kory was coming over, but he got delayed and didn't make it over until 2ish. We futzed around with Sibelius for a while, though we didn't get it to register on his computer. I didn't realize until I found myself lying next to him on the floor, showing him how to work my ebook, that the crush I've had on him for a year and a half has diminished greatly, to the point where I think of him as a nice looking friend. This bothered me for much of the rest of the day + +Facets. Done. Enough said. + +Coffee. Been getting some mixed signals from Michael regarding how close we are. Need to talk to him about that, but when it occurred to me, he'd gone off to sit by himself. Also, want to talk a little about closure. I don't feel like we really had much with how the relationship ended. I guess those are kinda related, 'cause I'm not sure how to act around him. Anyway, that's for Michael and I. Talked with Samir when said lunaecanis left, told him he was pretty, and immediately regretted it. Not because he isn't, but because I feel like so much that I say comes loaded with obligation, mostly societal, that I'm not really comfortable with. Talked with him more just now online about how I couldn't possibly be the Son of God/Fount of Love/person I had previously hoped to be, and how that has affected my relationships. + +If I fucked up writing that, ask me. +You're worried? +Frankly, yeah. Where've you been? +Eating your hormones, why? +Pbbth. Screw you. It's time to turn my headphones up too loud, turn out the lights, and meditate myself into a religious ecstasy. +Haha. Good luck. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-197.md b/lj-dump/L-197.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3ef62339 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-197.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title I see what I'm doing. +%date 2004-06-17 01:31:27 + +I'm trying to avoid the "profound perversity of a world that rests essentially on the nonexistence of return." A world I can't fix. A world in which everything happens once and now the lightness is getting to me. +It's a book, Ranna. +I know, but it's also an outlook on life, like every book. The Unbearable Lightness of Being is indirectly showing me why I feel hopeless: because everything happens only once, and seems to have no weight, no responsibility attached. +Oh, but they do! They're light, but they're not weightless. That's why you're having a hard time with the book +True, but I'm generalizing. +All generalizations are evil. +Haha. Honestly, though. I really think I should make more use of the friends and private settings in LJ. While I feel that I should be open, I think it might add some weight to my life. +Or maybe your delete key. +Just for that, I'm making this public and not even re-reading it. Apologies in advance. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-198.md b/lj-dump/L-198.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..52807dd9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-198.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Salvia experiences link +%date 2004-06-17 06:35:28 + +http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=34401 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-199.md b/lj-dump/L-199.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..700f5d91 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-199.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title A choir, over the summer. +%date 2004-06-17 19:51:17 + +I'm not sure why this struck me as a good idea, other than it would give me some purpose in life for these three months (lack of job + spare time = bad thoughts). I've got a whole lot of sheet music, though most of it's classical, that we could try and learn... + +Anyway, I couldn't sleep last night, so I slept all of today. Set my alarm for 11 after going to bed at 9, woke up at 4:30 when my mom came home. She thinks I'm sick. I think I'm a loser. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-2.md b/lj-dump/L-2.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7c0e15b9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-2.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Alright.. +%date 2002-08-08 00:06:28 + +Now that the initial elation is over, I'll actually write something. I don't mean to make this journal very personal, so you probably won't find much about me on here, which is good, 'cause I'm awfully boring. Most of what I'll post here is code snippets, ideas for projects, and finished projects. Getting right to the point.. + +Nanon - project in progress - http://ranna.bolognia.net/cgi-bin/dirlist.pl/nanoen/ +I have the notes up, and I started a program to display everything all pretty-like, but Louis made me decide to write a formal Grammar for it. It's currently being done in LaTeX, but I'm kinda rusty at that, so it may be a while. As for the pretty display program.. + +RF!P CM - Content Manager - idea - no url +Perl, of course. Uses a mixture of $ENV{'PATH_INFO'} and CGI to load subroutines and deal with files of different types (perhaps based on extension?). This might also do well for some sort of front end for.. + +FoxFe - project in progress - http://ranna.bolognia.net/cgi-bin/dirlist.pl/available/in-progress/ffcode +Bigass perl story server that I've been working on for eternity (sorry 'Leah). It kinda works.. only not.. and it doesn't have any frontends, except for one that I started in VB. It's purrrrddyyyy.... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-20.md b/lj-dump/L-20.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6608a059 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-20.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title HBC Update +%date 2002-09-07 23:24:58 + +I wish I could talk to my mom about being a 'stress factor' A lot of little things she does really get me going. Anyway, I can tell that the thinking and meditating is helping slightly. The swings are still severe, but they're more spread out now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-200.md b/lj-dump/L-200.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..74854f6b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-200.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Splap. +%date 2004-06-18 03:15:26 + +I talked s'more with Shanerak tonight. Some dangerous feelings there. I dunno what to do about them, either. +*Yawn* But what's new... +Shut up. + +Oh, I started that story Shan was thinking about writing, about people becoming furs, since he has yet to do anything about it and we talked about it two or three years ago. It's turning out to be harder to write than stream of consciousness porn or stupidity with drugs, but go figure. By the way, don't click on the first link unless you really do want to read gay stream of consciousness erotica, and don't click on the second if you don't want to read sagely ramblings. Don't complain, either :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-201.md b/lj-dump/L-201.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d8dcd943 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-201.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Yay! +%date 2004-06-19 05:20:17 + +Got woken up by a lonely smoke alarm pining for company this morning.. + +Wait. This morning! Yee! I slept through the night! Finally! Anyway, as soon as I started to search for the beeping smoke alarm to replace it's battery and give it some tender luvvin's, it stopped beeping. + +In other news, I'm not allowed to take a shower in my bathroom for a while so that my mom can recaulk the tub, so I put a big ol' sign up on the door written in Nanon script. I'm such a loser ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-202.md b/lj-dump/L-202.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..90f39be7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-202.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Crap. +%date 2004-06-19 18:17:03 + +Took a nap and accidentally slept through dinner. I wish my parents would wake me up for dinner, it would make things a lot easier for both of us. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-203.md b/lj-dump/L-203.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a94825b4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-203.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Mwelp... +%date 2004-06-20 04:30:56 + +Got up at 4:30. I may be turning into a morning person. +Heh heh heh. +What are you laughing at, punk? +My rootlets! My neural rootlets! I'm laying them down; becoming contageous. +Whoa now.. don't get too full of yourself... +Pbbth. +I could always, you know, pull the plug. Refuse to type another em or i tag... +Go eat your breakfast. You know you want it; Chex Mix and tangerine Emer'gen-C. Yum yum. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-204.md b/lj-dump/L-204.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..699bc47b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-204.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Ugh. +%date 2004-06-20 14:44:33 + +It's that time again! Nap time! And I think napping would not be very conducive to not sleeping through dinner, so I'm gonna tough it out for a while. + +In other news, I'm kinda eager for this sleepoverdoohickey. Haven't seen Kiran in a while, and I gotta admit, I kinda miss him. + +Ally's already asleep -.- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-205.md b/lj-dump/L-205.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b5209536 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-205.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Haha +%date 2004-06-20 14:55:01 + +I'm a geek ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-206.md b/lj-dump/L-206.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7b392c7c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-206.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Nightmare +%date 2004-06-21 11:55:29 + +I just finished Kiss Me, Judas. This book is exceedingly dark in a post-modern sort of way. I would highly recommend it to anyone who is into horror, noir, and/or slightly gory books. I'm willing to lend it to people if they want. + +In other news, got the Pathfinder towed ;.; I miss my twuck. I hope they figure out what's wrong with it. Just waiting for the call now... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-207.md b/lj-dump/L-207.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..71b9d543 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-207.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title Invoice - Hope my parents are paying! +%date 2004-06-21 14:49:39 + +Sublet -- TOWING 60.00 +Labor -- 1 CHECK OUT WONT START.NO SPARK IGN. COIL IS BAD 112.50 +Part -- UF 38 IGN. COIL 108.35 + +Warranty is 12 mo. / 12000 mi. + +Hazmat: $2.00 +Supplies: $8.63 +Tax: $8.96 + +Total: $300.44 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-208.md b/lj-dump/L-208.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f653d855 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-208.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-06-21 14:57:37 + +RannaFox: *giggles at a story* "Socialist leader Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero was summoned to the Vatican to hear the papal blast just weeks after Zapatero announced his government would bring in a bill to allow gay marriage." +RannaFox: Set the Papal blasters to stun! +senotay2: heh ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-209.md b/lj-dump/L-209.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a6de65d5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-209.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Ohyeah. +%date 2004-06-21 19:01:38 + +Doctors appointment tomorrow. This time for shots (tetanus and meningitis) and more blood-work, this time with a big meal and lots of water beforehand (last time, with the fasting blood-work, I had high-end-of-normal haemoglobin and bilirubin counts [bilirubin is a byproduct of haemoglobin degradation, and is normal; in high amounts it's part of the cause of the yellow tinge in jaundice patients], so another liver panel it is). + + +...damn, I need a job. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-21.md b/lj-dump/L-21.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d0f27068 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-21.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Rah. +%date 2002-09-07 23:30:52 + +DocML - completed project http://ranna.bolognia.net/xml/DocML +I rewrote Nanon in this to be more universal than LaTeX (I don't like dvis). It's like html, but more for writing structured documents. + +Nanon's finished (except for a few small things) too: http://ranna.bolognia.net/nanon/xml \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-210.md b/lj-dump/L-210.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bc496b75 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-210.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Yee. +%date 2004-06-22 06:20:07 + +Someone wanna do lunch before my appointment thingy? ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-211.md b/lj-dump/L-211.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..48a1f415 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-211.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Heh. Heh. Heh. +%date 2004-06-24 10:31:23 + +I haven't written anything of substance for days! + + + +But I did buy an cigarettes for a minor. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-212.md b/lj-dump/L-212.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a7f3c61e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-212.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Apologies +%date 2004-06-25 12:35:01 + +Apologies to Michael and Samir for freaking out at them. I guess I'm still good for clubbing, but I need to check with parents... I'll call later. + +Also to Kanu and Kianir, neither of whom read this (I think), for having to deal with me last night. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-213.md b/lj-dump/L-213.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..225feeac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-213.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title I confuse myself (within my flower... heh) +%date 2004-06-26 10:51:09 + +I had a dream about Kory last night. It was nice. A little too nice, though. I guess I'm not completely over him. +Go figure... +You're back! +Yeah. Your front. +Heh x.x Anyhoo, not sure about Shan now, either. +Were you ever? +Good question. I mentioned something to Michael and Samir about having gotten lost somewhere along the line, and I think I know when: Rynden. I did something when that whole thing was going on, and.. I dunno. I just kinda started making decisions that were separate from my path, separate from my ideal. I don't regret them, and most of them I enjoy or would've made anyway, but I feel like it wasn't really me that made them. +That had nothing really to do with Shan. Anyway, you know everyone does that, right? Everyone has multiple Aspects of themselves (just look at me) and sometimes an Aspect will make a decision behind your back (seemingly) and it will feel like someone else. +But then, maybe it is. +Careful, or you'll start to sound like me. +Hah. In other news, Erowid sent me their newsletter, or, rather, two of them. When I donated, The agreement was that I would get two of the semi-annual Erowid Extracts, and I thought that meant that I'd get one from the middle of this year and one from the beginning of next year, but instead, I got one from the middle of this year, and one from the end of last year. Oh well. Good stuff, really. Now I'm just waiting for the rest of the Pharmako/ series and the sheet music for Whitacre's A Boy and a Girl. + +Oop, mom's home. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-214.md b/lj-dump/L-214.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c0e71295 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-214.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-06-26 16:15:33 + +Off to a sleepover. Good thing my dad just paid me for something as simple as mowing the lawn, otherwise the gas wouldn't be worth it. Gonna bring laptop and Bebop. NICK SHOULD BRING AZUMANGA DAIOH!!!!!! Yes he should oh yes he should *coo* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-215.md b/lj-dump/L-215.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..67366ded --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-215.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Andrew +%date 2004-06-27 16:18:03 + +The lyrics to Green Bird are in a constructed language: a made up language by either the composer, Yoko Kanno, or the singer, Gabriela Robin. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-216.md b/lj-dump/L-216.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9e4270d0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-216.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Yipku +%date 2004-06-27 17:44:58 + +I have a post half-written about the sleepover, but it's on my laptop, and I can't wedge it into the network at the moment, so I'll replace this with it later. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-217.md b/lj-dump/L-217.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e0ee9cf7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-217.md @@ -0,0 +1,19 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-06-28 20:40:38 + +At ye oulde Sleepover of doom, currently, and now, at five fifty one in the morning, all but Androo and I are trying to sleep. Kiran curled up on the lounge chair, Ryan wrapped in his cloak as an amorphous black blob on the couch with Nicku being an amorphous white blob nearby. Jeff and Brian are sharing the bed, Jeff already asleep and Brian sleeping like Macleish did: on his back, arms crossed in a blatant refusal to even look like he might be relaxed enough to even to be remotely considered gay. + +Hahaha, now they've found the fold-out bed and Kiran's playing good host as Ryan and Nick shift to it.. while I type on ranna's blog +~Anteru + +Christ.. this is really difficult! ^^ + +Kiran looks really, really tired, and at six twenty two, no one has yet made it to sleep. Nick was even forced to take a melatonin. + +~~~ + +Yeesh. Okie, now, two days later. Kiran did eventually make it to sleep for about an hour and a half before we decided to get donuts and coffee at Safeway. That done (a difficult experience, trust me), we headed back and futzed around before Ryan and Nick left. With them gone, we goofed around a little more while Brian and Jeff slept. I piled on Kiran and annoyed him some while Andrew dozed, maybe. I might've dozed a little too, since Kiran makes a good pillow. I think I made him uncomfortable with my proximity, but I always think that, and he always assures me I don't. I'm not sure I believe him. + +Anyhoo, in recent news, I rated all the Bebop music Andrew gave me; lotsa good stuff, some stuff I didn't like. Need to give the Andrew the bumpersticker I got for Moondoggy. + +Today, I got emissions and registration done on ye oulde pathfinder, then went home for lunch with fatherfigure. After he left, I collected some wild lettuce sap (for relaxation) and tried to figure out some other weeds in our backyard. One is probably bindweed (wild morning glory, not of any interest to me currently) and the other I positively identified as horsemint. I love the stuff, so I collected some new branches and some tops. I put the tops in some wet paper towels in the hopes that horsemint grows from cuttings, and I dried the leaves of the branches. It's not of much spiritual interest, but I love the smell and the taste (though I may be alone in that respect). I'm curious to explore some more aspects of it, but I'm feeling that it's a kind of blank herb. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-218.md b/lj-dump/L-218.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e70bfb89 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-218.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title I found a mushroom... +%date 2004-06-29 13:51:26 + +Just lying there, on the sidewalk. Then I looked around, and realized that the only thing within 20 feet that was actually alive was a rosebush. I was extraordinarily confused. I walked around a little, and eventually found a stand of mushrooms, but not the same kind by a long shot. I'm curious as to what the one I found is... I picked it up in a piece of plastic from my dry cleaning and wrapped it up in it in case it's poisonous. Two guesses so far as to the genus: Armillaria and Amanita. It's odd, I'll take a picture sometime. Wondering as to what the two stands I found in the grass are, now. One I'm pretty sure is the poisonous kind that grows in people's yards around here, but I dunno what the other is. Maybe a picture of that, too. + +Odd, I just watched Mushroom Samba last night. o.O + +Anyhoo, I took pictures of the house today for marketing, and now I'm at Caffe Sole waiting for the comforters to dry at the Laundromat. + +Yipku. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-219.md b/lj-dump/L-219.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e3ab1842 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-219.md @@ -0,0 +1,32 @@ +%title Wof. +%date 2004-06-29 20:01:35 + +Zim was tempting me today at B&N, so just to show it that I meant business, I bought it! Hah! So there! C.c + +
Some herb beer recipes follow; sound interesting?The Nettle Beer made by cottagers is often given to their old folk as a remedy for gouty and rheumatic pains, but apart from this purpose it forms a pleasant drink. It may be made as follows: Take 2 gallons of cold water and a good pailful of washed young Nettle tops, add 3 or 4 large handsful of Dandelion, the same of Clivers (Goosegrass) and 2 OZ. of bruised, whole ginger. Boil gently for 40 minutes, then strain and stir in 2 teacupsful of brown sugar. When lukewarm place on the top a slice of toasted bread, spread with 1 OZ. of compressed yeast, stirred till liquid with a teaspoonful of sugar. Keep it fairly warm for 6 or 7 hours, then remove the scum and stir in a tablespoonful of cream of tartar. Bottle and tie the corks securely. The result is a specially wholesome sort of ginger beer. The juice of 2 lemons may be substituted for the Dandelion and Clivers. Other herbs are often added to Nettles in the making of Herb Beer, such as Burdock, Meadowsweet, Avens Horehound, the combination making a refreshing summer drink. + +Formerly every farmhouse inn had a brewing plant and brewhouse attached to the buildings, and all brewed their own beer till the large breweries were established and supplanted home-brewed beers. Many of these farmhouses then began to brew their own 'stingo' from wayside herbs, employing old rustic recipes that had been carried down from generation to generation. The true value of vegetable bitters and of herb beers have yet to be recognized by all sections of the community. Workmen in puddling furnaces and potteries in the Midland and Northern counties find, however, that a tea made of tonic herbs is cheaper and less intoxicating than ordinary beer and patronize the herb beers freely, Dandelion Stout ranking as one of the favourites. It is also made in Canada. + +Dandelion is a good ingredient in many digestive or diet drinks. A dinner drink may be made as follows: Take 2 OZ. each of dried Dandelion and Nettle herbs and 1 OZ. of Yellow Dock. Boil in 1 gallon of water for 15 minutes and then strain the liquor while hot on to 2 Lb. of sugar, on the top of which is sprinkled 2 tablespoonsful of powdered Ginger. Leave till milk-warm, then add boiled water gone cold to bring the quantity up to 2 gallons. The temperature must then not be above 75 degrees F. Now dissolve 1/2 oz. solid yeast in a little of the liquid and stir into the bulk. Allow to ferment 24 hours, skim and bottle, and it will be ready for use in a day or two. + +A good, pleasant-tasting botanic beer is also made of the Nettle alone. Quantities of the young fresh tops are boiled in a gallon of water, with the juice of two lemons, a teaspoonful of crushed ginger and 1 Lb. of brown sugar. Fresh yeast is floated on toast in the liquor, when cold, to ferment it, and when it is bottled the result is a specially wholesome sort of ginger beer. + +Meadow Sweet was also formerly much in favour. The mash when worked with barm made a pleasant drink, either in the harvest field or at the table. It required little sugar, some even made it without any sugar at all. + +Another favourite brew was that of armsful of Meadowsweet, Yarrow, Dandelion and Nettles, and the mash when 'sweetened with old honey' and well worked with barm, and then bottled in big stoneware bottles, made a drink strong enough to turn even an old toper's head. + +Old honeycomb from the thatch of an ancient cottage, filled with rich and nearly black honey, when boiled into syrup and then strained, was used in the making of herb beer, while the wax was put at the mouths of the hives for the bees. + +Dandelion, Meadowsweet and Agrimony, equal quantities of each, would also be boiled together for 20 minutes (about 2 OZ. each of the dried herbs to 2 gallons of water), then strained and 2 lb. of sugar and 1/2 pint of barm or yeast added. This was bottled after standing in a warm place for 12 hours. This recipe is still in use. + +A Herb Beer that needs no yeast is made from equal quantities of Meadowsweet, Betony, Agrimony and Raspberry leaves (2 OZ. of each) boiled in 2 gallons of water for 15 minutes, strained, then 2 lb. of white sugar added and bottled when nearly cool. + +In some outlying islands of the Hebrides there is still brewed a drinkable beer by making two-thirds Heath tops with one-third of malt. + +HOP BITTERS, as an appetiser, to be taken in tablespoonful doses three times in the day before eating, may be made as follows: Take 2 OZ. of Buchu leaves and 1/2 lb. of Hops. Boil these in 5 quarts of water in an iron vessel for an hour. When lukewarm add essence of Winter green (Pyrola) 2 OZ. and 1 pint alcohol. + +Another way of making Hop Bitters is to take 1/2 oz. Hops, 1 OZ. Angelica Herb and 1 OZ. Holy Thistle. Pour 3 pints of boiling water on them and strain when cold. A wineglassful may be taken four times a day. + +To make a good HOP BEER, put 2 OZ. Hops in 2 quarts of water for 15 minutes. Then strain and dissolve 1 lb. of sugar in the liquor. To this add 4 quarts of cold water and 2 tablespoonsful of fresh barm. Allow to stand for 12 hours in a warm place and it will then be ready for bottling. + +
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NIGREDO: A TURN OF DARKENING

+

~*~

+Start from where you are. +Saturnian verses, step zero. + +Let's try to get this right from the beginning. + +    Fat chance. + +Writing versus research, a metaphor there. Which do you do? + +    Some of both. That is surely the poison path. It's all about the dosage + +The research is the lunar medicine: visionary exploration and dreaming dreams. But the lunar medicine needs a substrate, a sounding board-- + +    maybe +    a printing press, a green house, a micrometer, +    a phenethylamine backbone, a classroom of students. + +Something for the medicine to work upon: the substrate is the solar medicine. + +    a stack of books debating like a council of citizens +    a council of citizens fermenting like a barrel of wine +    a barrel of wine dreaming like a rack of dresses +    a rack of dresses dangling like a toolbelt +    a toolbelt smiling like a scalpel +    a scalpel dropping like a line of hooks +    a line of hooks disappearing like a revolution +    a revolution breathing like a forest + +    like a palette of colors, or a waiting laboratory, +    or maybe a kitchen, or just a pad of paper, + +    an equation condensing like a poem, +    a poem listening like a guitar, +    a guitar resonating like a stack of books. +¡Basta! señor. As the man said. Enough. + +It is clear that the poison path has to do with a certain excess. Hyperbole: what is the alternative to dying a thousand deaths? + +    Madness! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-222.md b/lj-dump/L-222.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7964cdfb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-222.md @@ -0,0 +1,23 @@ +%title One of these days, I'll figure out a subject line that fits the topic of the post. +%date 2004-07-05 12:24:29 + +
On Datura and Yagé: don't read unless you really want to. +Datura frightens me. Yet why did I feel the need to gather some? +It makes sense. You deify plants enough as it is. +What? +You have an altar: your drawer. You have a ceremony, which even involves transubstantiation. You think about them all of the time. +And I have you. +And I have you. +You're scary. + +I went to coffee this morning with my mom. We read and pet the dogs there and drank coffee and tea. It was fun. Then she left. That was fun, too. I walked home and stopped by the Datura inoxia plant on Dover. I gathered to leaves, a dried flower and it's crown thingy, and a seedpod. I left it with a prayer and a sense of dread ^^ I shall dry the leaves, crown, and seeds, and then hopefully forget about it. You must take in to account the powerfully malign, even if you're an optimist. + +This reminds me, I was thinking of making my Ayahuasca and putting it in jars. That stuff scares me too, but I don't think I'll have the resources to make it at college (nor the time to use it) and I think it'll keep better as a liquid in a sterile environment than as a solid in a few plastic bags. The only problem I can see with this is that it's then illegal to possess. :o) Perhaps if I keep the Strength separate from the Light, it won't be. Anyway, I need to ask someone about this. + +I'm sure I'm probably pissing someone off, or at least making them scared for my safety, by talking about this, so chat with me, don't leave angry comments. +Curse you. +You're not funny. +I'm scared for you. +So am I. + +
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The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test
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MemeSheepage45.61%
An expert on multiple-choice questions, an whiz at the cut-and-paste		28.1%
Original Content67.74%
Newsweek, People, and gv_ranna's journal		38.11%
Psychodrama Quotient44.58%
Would it kill you to smile? CHEER UP!		17.13%
Attention Whoring29.55%
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Mé ÉvaMé Éva +Mé Éva, ben Ádaim uill; +mé ro sáraig Ísu thall; +mé ro thall nem ar mo chloinn; +cóir is mé do-chóid sa crann. + +Ropa lem rítheg dom réir; +olc in míthoga rom-thár; +olc in cosc cinad rom-chrín; +for-ír! ní hidan mo lám. + +Mé tuc in n-uball an-úas; +do-chúaid t ar cumang mo chraís; +in céin marat-sam re lá; +de ní scarat mná re baís. + +Ní bíad eigredd in cach dú; +ní bíad geimred gáethmar glé; +ní baíd iffern; ní bíad brón; +ní bíad oman; minbad mé. + +
+Slay Me Suddenly +Your yen two wol slee me sodenly; +I may the beautee of hem not sustene, +So woundeth hit throughout my herte kene. + +And but your word wol helen hastily +My hertes wounde, while that hit is grene, + +Your yen two wol slee me sodenly; +I may the beautee of hem not sustene. + +Upon my trouthe I sey you feithfully +That ye ben of my lyf and deeth the quene; +For with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene. + +So hath your beautee fro your herte chaced +Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne; +For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne. +Giltles my deeth thus han ye me purchaced; +I sey you sooth, me nedeth not to feyne; + +So hath your beautee fro your herte chaced +Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne. +Allas! that Nature hath in you compassed +So greet beautee, that no man may atteyne +To mercy, though he sterve for the peyne. +Razreesh (translated) +Cut me like a fruit +In the still of your room. +I will gladly be your slave +Until you tell me to go away + +(Cut me in half like a peach, apple, or pear, +Eat me for breakfast +And spit out my little bones) + +I will grow through your floor in a shape of a tree +And will be with you everyday. +Until you cut me down +Until you get bored someday. +For Alk. Be warned, it's dirty ^^ +The Sour Grove +Sawden awdl, sidan ydiw +sem fach, len ar gont wen wiw +lleiniau mewn man ymannerch, +y llwyn sur, llawn yw o serch, +fforest falch iawn, ddawn ddifrog +ffris ffraill, ffwrwr dwygaill deg +breisglwyn merch, drud annerch dro, +berth addwyn, Duw'n borth iddo. +Truth +Fle fro the pres, and dwelle with sothefastnesse, +Suffise thin owen thing, thei it be smal; +For hord hath hate, and clymbyng tykelnesse, +Prees hath envye, and wele blent overal. +Savour no more thanne the byhove schal; +Reule weel thiself, that other folk canst reede; +And trouthe schal delyvere, it is no drede. + +Tempest the nought al croked to redresse, +In trust of hire that tourneth as a bal. +Myche wele stant in litel besynesse; +Bywar therfore to spurne ayeyns an al; +Stryve not as doth the crokke with the wal. +Daunte thiself, that dauntest otheres dede; +And trouthe shal delyvere, it is no drede. + +That the is sent, receyve in buxumnesse; +The wrestlyng for the worlde axeth a fal. +Here is non home, here nys but wyldernesse. +Forth, pylgryme, forth! forth, beste, out of thi stal! +Know thi contré! loke up! thonk God of al! +Hold the heye weye, and lat thi gost the lede; +And trouthe shal delyvere, it is no drede. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-23.md b/lj-dump/L-23.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..12e57047 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-23.md @@ -0,0 +1,31 @@ +%title My first sermon. +%date 2002-10-12 15:28:00 + +On the milking of Chaos. +Setting Orange, the 66th day of Bureaucracy in the YOLD 3168 + +Behold, among a field of chaos, the chao that stands out the most is the one +that is not there. + Ovaltine 5:23 + +There is no limit to the milking of chaos among men. + +Well, there is one, and that one is that no man can milk the mu-Chao. Only +Her Rather-holy Holiness Eris may milk such a chao, for the mu-Chao is the +chao of NO-THING. + +Each man may milk - no, has to milk - at least one small chao in his life +time; there is no way for human beans to NOT do such a thing. Milking the +mu-Chao isn't possible because simply by their mere existence, men create +chaos among the world, and, as much as they strive against this fact, there's +not a thing they can do about it. + +Eris just skips over the rule of existence gaily and goes about milking as she +pleases. + +It is said that once, when a great Discordian was asked if he had seen the +mu-Chao, he thought for a second before replying: "Yes, but not with my own +eyes." The questioner remained unenlightened because he was stoned at the +time, but mostly because he was stupid. + +To this day, I'm still not sure what I'm talking about. Thank you. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-230.md b/lj-dump/L-230.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cbc784f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-230.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-07-12 12:58:28 + +Take the quiz: "Which Random Irish Gaelic Phrase Are You? "

Ta mo bhriste tri thine
Ta mo bhriste tri thine - 'My trousers are on fire.'You're a few bricks short of a load, aren't you? You're probably not allowed to use sharp objects and you should be locked in a rubber room. With Rubber rats. Rubber rats? I hate rubber rats. They drive me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a rubber room. With rubber rats. Rubber rats? I hate rubber rats... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-231.md b/lj-dump/L-231.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..244a7376 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-231.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title P-p-p-packies. +%date 2004-07-13 14:14:41 + +I'm thinkin' a trip to the Renaissance Festival, just for the pack. How does this coming weekend sound? Either day's fine for me. Tickets are $14.95 at Soopers, I'll drive. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-232.md b/lj-dump/L-232.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..486225f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-232.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title FMA dies. +%date 2004-07-14 10:16:47 + +The Federal Marriage Amendment died in the Senate today in a 50-48 vote, with the proponents missing the 60 vote bid put on by the democrats by twelve votes. Thus, the issue is most likely dropped for this year. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-233.md b/lj-dump/L-233.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..61ba132a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-233.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title To Phelan. +%date 2004-07-14 23:10:10 + +I'm sorry about all of the teasing, but setting and my tiredness prevented anything more. *luv* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-234.md b/lj-dump/L-234.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8a90cafb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-234.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title A concoction, and a note +%date 2004-07-15 16:30:01 + +1 packet rosehip tea (assuming that's about 10 dried/ground rosehips). +7 drops of honey. +5 horsemint flowers (or 1 large leaf, or a pinch of dried leaf). +3 leaves lemon balm. +3 leaves mint (I believe it's spear mint). +2 leaves basil + +Makes one cup. For stronger taste, run through espresso machine twice. (sans honey and horsemint; steep the horsemint and add the honey last - this makes a very strong tea). A very small amount of cinnamon goes well. It's useful for many things, but I have yet to figure out what. Basically, it just makes me feel good. Not terribly tasty. Tastes better on more sugar/honey, but.. well, whatever. I'm hung up on numbers ^^ + +~~~ +~~ + +I have the sheet music for Tallis' Spem in Alium for 40 voices (eight choirs of five parts each), and I was just thinking how cool it'd be to sing that at CSU flashmob style. Have 40 or 80 people milling about during a busy day on the plaza suddenly burst into song starting with a solitary voice. It's handy that way, so you don't have to blow a pitch pipe loudly and attract attention. For directing, a tactus might be handy. A white cloth on the top of my staff would work. + +This would require much planning. First, getting even 40 people might be tough. Perhaps vague signs in the music building and perhaps on the Plaza and in the student center.. I wouldn't want anyone except the choir and a few others to know where and when. Writing vague things on the ground might help, like 'It's coming... (date)' or 'Hope... You ready? (date)'. Rehearsals would be done within the choirs; I could try and make it to all the different ones, I suppose. + +It's a wonderful song to do in flashmob style, 'cause it starts out small and gets fairly big over a span of time, slowly attracting attention. It doesn't even have to be at the Plaza, or even at CSU, or even in Ft. Collins. Then the choir could just disapear into the crowd (hopefull ^^). The only real problem with the song is that it's 10 minutes long c.c Well, whatever. I'll look around, maybe there are some other ones that would work well. Some stuff, just as a note to myself: Socio-Musicological Ramifications, Experiments in Socio-Musicology, have my own group be the first choir. Some notes on the song: 138 bars; the pdfs I have of the sheet music are for individual choirs with the other choirs in piano reduction; each file is 34 pages long; I have midis of all parts and all choirs separately, as well as one of the whole thing with a continuo; given time, which I have, I could Sibelius-ize the song, and distribute cds to all members with stuff on them, like an mp3 of the song, appropriate midis, and sheet music. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-235.md b/lj-dump/L-235.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..18a710ad --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-235.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ren Faire. +%date 2004-07-16 17:57:39 + +Stuff!! Yeah. I'll pick up Mikeywolf first, so he should be ready by.. say.. 10:30 (if you're gonna wear the tunic, wear long pants, preferably not blue - I have some you can borrow if you want). After that, I shall steal the Breakfast Fox (cloaaak.. and staaaaff), and proceed to make my way to the Pilot's house. Then.. hope for the best, 'cause I don't really know how to get there other than on I-25, and I don't want to take that ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-236.md b/lj-dump/L-236.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dce91b77 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-236.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-07-20 05:53:46 + +I sense a cusp... + + + + + +Or maybe I just have to go to the bathroom. + + + + + +Re-read Lirael, then Abhorsen, now Sabriel. + + + + + +Death is subjective, see.. the Gates are a set distance from the observer, and inherently infinintely circular, but everywhere at once >.@ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-237.md b/lj-dump/L-237.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b4ed3a80 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-237.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Yipku. +%date 2004-07-22 20:44:27 + +STUFFFFFFFF!!! + +Sorry I wasn't around for retrieval services, Ryan, or wasn't paying attention, or whatever. + +But hey! Your tea is good ^^ (no, haven't broken into your half, but I'm going through mine quickly since I left my chai at OASOS) + +In other, more serious news, while looking at insurance stuffs, my mom found that the majority of insurance companies will refuse to insure us. Why? Millie. Met-Life, of all people, whose logo is A FREAKING DOG won't insure us. As it is, State Farm (with whom we're insured) doesn't have such crazy policies, but if Millie bites someone, they'll drop us completely. Grr.. makes me angry. We're thinking of emphasizing Millie's Boston Terrier over the pit-bull (read, omitting the pit-bull part). Mikey was telling me about when he got his puppy, some kid wanting to bring up another puppy from the litter as a fighting dog. Well... FUCK YOU, BUDDY. It's people like you that make my dog illegal! Damnit... + +Got angry at mom today. I'm getting so irritable 'cause I'm so bored.. So we went out to a movie. Spiderman 2. I give it e stars out of 2π \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-238.md b/lj-dump/L-238.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c31c82ea --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-238.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Christ... +%date 2004-07-22 21:40:21 + +
Quizishness +
The \\\\
Last Cigarette:A Djarum Black, months ago (barfalicious c.c)
Last Alcoholic Drink:I have an alcohol based tincture.. but champagne at my grad party thing.
Last Car Ride:Back from the movie a bit ago.
Last Kiss:Moondoggy, yesterday.
Last Good Cry:I don't keep track.
Last Library Book:Lie... briar.. eeeeee? Um.. a book on Gay Rights for a speech.
Last book bought:Um.. hmm..
Last Book Read:Finished: The Five People You Meet in Heaven; Working on: Hyperion
Last Movie Seen in Theatres:Spiderman 2
Last Movie Rented:Dreamcatcher
Last Cuss Word Uttered:Fuck..?
Last Beverage Drank:Desert tea.
Last Food Consumed:Soft pretzel with cheese.
Last Crush:I have several at once. No, I won't list them.
Last Phone Call:Georgiana called for my mom..?
Last TV Show Watched:Tee... veee?
Last Time Showered:Heh. Heh. Heh.
Last Shoes Worn:My Boulder shoes.
Last CD Played:Festival 02-03
Last Item Bought:By me? A ginger beer at Penny Lane.
Last Download:Some sheet music PDFs..
Last Annoyance:Not remembering the last book I bought.
Last Disappointment:Insurance agencies.
Last Soda Drank:Last night, ginger beer.
Last Thing Written:Last night, ginger beer.
Last Key Used:.
Last Words Spoken:'Wake up in the moonlight singing..' (I'm singing along c.c)
Last Sleep:Last night.
Last Ice Cream Eaten:Last night.
Last Chair Sat In:This one!!
Last Webpage Visited:GRAGGGHHHH!! THIS SHOULD BE OBVIOUS!425

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You are a fluffy bunny. +Either you are not evil at all, or the perfect
killer in disguise. +I'd rather not stick around to find out. +

Which Cool Evil Guy Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-242.md b/lj-dump/L-242.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1641d1f8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-242.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-07-25 03:34:23 + +Brain.. shredded. Azumanga Daioh.. all four manga.. glrk. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-243.md b/lj-dump/L-243.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ffa66db9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-243.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title "Yeek," sez I, I sez.. +%date 2004-07-25 11:59:10 + +My mom woke me at around 12:20 (four hours. Good enough) by placing an espresso maker - still in the box, mind you - on my not-so-peacefully sleeping form. There was much rejoycinge, for I was having a really stupid dream. Then I went upstairs, and made some goddamned coffee ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-244.md b/lj-dump/L-244.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f5662f1e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-244.md @@ -0,0 +1,171 @@ +%title A story, not mine +%date 2004-07-27 01:10:54 + +Friends only to avoid copyright infringement :o) I thought it was good. + +
Light of Other Days +Light of Other Days +by Bob Shaw + +Leaving the village behind, we followed the heady sweeps of the road up into a land of slow glass. + +I had never seen one of the farms before and at first found them slightly eerie—an effect heightened by imagination and circumstance. The car's turbine was pulling smoothly and quietly in the damp air so that we seemed to be carried over the convolutions of the road in a kind of supernatural silence. On our right the mountain sifted down into an incredibly perfect valley of timeless pine, and everywhere stood the great frames of slow glass, drinking light. An occasional flash of afternoon sunlight on their wind bracing created an illusion of movement, but in fact the frames were deserted. The rows of windows had been standing on the hillside for years, staring into the valley, and men only cleaned them in the middle of the night when their human presence would not matter to the thirsty glass. + +They were fascinating, but Selina and I didn't mention the windows. I think we hated each other so much we both were reluctant to sully anything new by drawing it into the nexus of our emotions. The holiday, I had begun to realize, was a stupid idea in the first place. I had thought it would cure everything, but, of course, it didn't stop Selina being pregnant and, worst still, it didn't even stop her being angry about being pregnant. + +Rationalizing our dismay over her condition, we had circulated the usual statements to the effect that we would have liked having children—but later on, at the proper time. Selina's pregnancy had cost us her well-paid job and with it the new house we had been negotiating and which was far beyond the reach of my income from poetry. But the real source of our annoyance was that we were face to face with the realization that people who say they want children later always mean they want children never. Our nevers were thrumming with the knowledge that we, who had thought ourselves so unique, had fallen into the same biological trap as every mindless rutting creature which ever existed. + +The road took us along the southern slopes of Ben Cruachan until we began to catch glimpses of the gray Atlantic far ahead. I had just cut our speed to absorb the view better when I noticed the sign spiked to a gatepost. It said: "SLOW GLASS—QUALITY HIGH, PRICES LOW—J. R. HAGAN." On an impulse I stopped the car on the verge, wincing slightly as tough grasses whipped noisily at the bodywork. + +"Why have we stopped?" Selina's neat, smoke-silver head turned in surprise. + +"Look at that sign. Let's go up and see what there is. The stuff might be reasonably priced out here." + +Selina's voice was pitched high with scorn as she refused, but I was too taken with my idea to listen. I had an illogical conviction that doing something extravagant and crazy would set us right again. + +"Come on," I said, "the exercise might do us some good. We've been driving too long anyway." + +She shrugged in a way that hurt me and got out of the car. We walked up a path made of irregular, packed clay steps nosed with short lengths of sapling. The path curved through trees which clothed the edge of the hill and at its end we found a low farmhouse. Beyond the little stone building tall frames of slow glass gazed out towards the voice-stilling sight of Cruachan's ponderous descent towards the waters of Loch Linnhe. Most of the panes were perfectly transparent but a few were dark, like panels of polished ebony. + +As we approached the house through a neat cobbled yard a tall middle-aged man in ash-colored tweeds arose and waved to us. He had been sitting on the low rubble wall which bounded the yard, smoking a pipe and staring towards the house. At the front window of the cottage a young woman in a tangerine dress stood with a small boy in her arms, but she turned uninterestedly and moved out of sight as we drew near. + +"Mr. Hagan?" I guessed. + +"Correct. Come to see some glass, have you? Well, you've come to the right place." Hagan spoke crisply, with traces of the pure highland accent which sounds so much like Irish to the unaccustomed ear. He had one of those calmly dismayed faces one finds on elderly road-menders and philosophers. + +"Yes," I said. "We're on holiday. We saw your sign." + +Selina, who usually has a natural fluency with strangers, said nothing. She was looking towards the now empty window with what I thought was a slightly puzzled expression. + +"Up from London, are you? Well, as I said, you've come to the right place—and at the right time, too. My wife and I don't see many people this early in the season." + +I laughed. "Does that mean we might be able to buy a little glass without mortgaging our home?" + +"Look at that now," Hagan said, smiling helplessly. "I've thrown away any advantage I might have had in the transaction. Rose, that's my wife, says I never learn. Still, let's sit down and talk it over." He pointed at the rubble wall, then glanced doubtfully at Selina's immaculate blue skirt. "Wait till I fetch a rug from the house." Hagan limped quickly into the cottage, closing the door behind him. + +"Perhaps it wasn't such a marvelous idea to come up here," I whispered to Selina, "but you might at least be pleasant to the man. I think I can smell a bargain." + +"Some hope," she said with deliberate coarseness. "Surely even you must have noticed that ancient dress his wife is wearing! He won't give much away to strangers." + +"Was that his wife?" + +"Of course that was his wife." + +"Well, well," I said, surprised. "Anyway, try to be civil with him. I don't want to be embarrassed." + +Selina snorted, but she smiled whitely when Hagan reappeared and I relaxed a little. Strange how a man can love a woman and yet at the same time pray for her to fall under a train. + +Hagan spread a tartan blanket on the wall and we sat down, feeling slightly self-conscious at having been translated from our city-oriented lives into a rural tableau. On the distant slate of the Loch, beyond the watchful frames of slow glass, a slow-moving steamer drew a white line towards the south. The boisterous mountain air seemed almost to invade our lungs, giving us more oxygen than we required. + +"Some of the glass farmers around here," Hagan began, "give strangers, such as yourselves, a sales talk about how beautiful the autumn is in this part of Argyll. Or it might be the spring or the winter. I don't do that—any fool knows that a place which doesn't look right in the summer never looks right. What do you say?" + +I nodded compliantly. + +"I want you just to take a good look out towards Mull, Mr…." + +"Garland." + +"… Garland. That's what you're buying if you buy my glass, and it never looks better than it does at this minute. The glass is in perfect phase, none of it is less than ten years thick—and a four-foot window will cost you two hundred pounds." + +"Two hundred!" Selina was shocked. "That's as much as they charge at the Scenedow shop in Bond Street." + +Hagan smiled patiently, then looked closely at me to see if I knew enough about slow glass to appreciate what he had been saying. His price had been much higher than I had hoped—but ten years thick! The cheap glass one found in places like the Vistaplex and Pane-o-rama stores usually consisted of a quarter of an inch of ordinary glass faced with a veneer of slow glass perhaps only ten or twelve months thick. + +"You don't understand, darling," I said, already determined to buy. "This glass will last ten years and it's in phase." + +"Doesn't that only mean it keeps time?" + +Hagan smiled at her again, realizing he had no further necessity to bother with me. "Only, you say! Pardon me, Mrs. Garland, but you don't seem to appreciate the miracle, the genuine honest-to-goodness miracle, of engineering precision needed to produce a piece of glass in phase. When I say the glass is ten years thick it means it takes light ten years to pass through it. In effect, each one of those panes is ten light-years thick—more than twice the distance to the nearest star—so a variation in actual thickness of only a millionth of an inch would …" + +He stopped talking for a moment and sat quietly looking towards the house. I turned my head from the view of the Loch and saw the young woman standing at the window again. Hagan's eyes were filled with a kind of greedy reverence which made me feel uncomfortable and at the same time convinced me Selina had been wrong. In my experience husbands never looked at wives that way—at least, not at their own. + +The girl remained in view for a few seconds, dress glowing warmly, then moved back into the room. Suddenly I received a distinct, though inexplicable, impression she was blind. My feeling was that Selina and I were perhaps blundering through an emotional interplay as violent as our own. + +"I'm sorry," Hagan continued; "I thought Rose was going to call me for something. Now, where was I, Mrs. Garland? Ten light-years compressed into a quarter of an inch means …" + + +· · · · · + + +I ceased to listen, partly because I was already sold, partly because I had heard the story of slow glass many times before and had never yet understood the principles involved. An acquaintance with scientific training had once tried to be helpful by telling me to visualize a pane of slow glass as a hologram which did not need coherent light from a laser for the reconstitution of its visual information, and in which every photon of ordinary light passed through a spiral tunnel coiled outside the radius of capture of each atom in the glass. This gem of, to me, incomprehensibility not only told me nothing, it convinced me once again that a mind as non-technical as mine should concern itself less with causes than effects. + +The most important effect, in the eyes of the average individual, was that light took a long time to pass through a sheet of slow glass. A new piece was always jet black because nothing had yet come through, but one could stand the glass beside, say, a woodland lake until the scene emerged, perhaps a year later. If the glass was then removed and installed in a dismal city flat, the flat would—for that year—appear to overlook the woodland lake. During the year it wouldn't be merely a very realistic but still picture—the water would ripple in sunlight, silent animals would come to drink, birds would cross the sky, night would follow day, season would follow season. Until one day, a year later, the beauty held in the subatomic pipelines would be exhausted and the familiar gray cityscape would reappear. + +Apart from its stupendous novelty value, the commercial success of slow glass was founded on the fact that having a scenedow was the exact emotional equivalent of owning land. The meanest cave dweller could look out on misty parks—and who was to say they weren't his? A man who really owns tailored gardens and estates doesn't spend his time proving his ownership by crawling on his ground, feeling, smelling, tasting it. All he receives from the land are light patterns, and with scenedows those patterns could be taken into coal mines, submarines, prison cells. + +On several occasions I have tried to write short pieces about the enchanted crystal but, to me, the theme is so ineffably poetic as to be, paradoxically, beyond the reach of poetry—mine, at any rate. Besides, the best songs and verse had already been written, with prescient inspiration, by men who had died long before slow glass was discovered. I had no hope of equaling, for example, Moore with his: + + Oft in the stilly night, + Ere slumber's chain has bound me, + Fond Memory brings the light + Of other days around me … + +It took only a few years for slow glass to develop from a scientific curiosity to a sizable industry. And much to the astonishment of we poets—those of us who remain convinced that beauty lives though lilies die—the trappings of that industry were no different from those of any other. There were good scenedows which cost a lot of money, and there were inferior scenedows which cost rather less. The thickness, measured in years, was an important factor in the cost but there was also the question of actual thickness, or phase. + +Even with the most sophisticated engineering techniques available thickness control was something of a hit-and-miss affair. A coarse discrepancy could mean that a pane intended to be five years thick might be five and a half, so that light which entered in summer emerged in winter; a fine discrepancy could mean that noon sunshine emerged at midnight. These incompatibilities had their peculiar charm—many night workers, for example, liked having their own private time zones—but, in general, it cost more to buy scenedows which kept closely in step with real time. + +Selina still looked unconvinced when Hagan had finished speaking. She shook her head almost imperceptibly and I knew he had been using the wrong approach. Quite suddenly the pewter helmet of her hair was disturbed by a cool gust of wind, and huge clean tumbling drops of rain began to spang round us from an almost cloudless sky. + +"I'll give you a check now," I said abruptly, and saw Selina's green eyes triangulate angrily on my face. "You can arrange delivery?" + +"Aye, delivery's no problem," Hagan said, getting to his feet. "But wouldn't you rather take the glass with you?" + +"Well, yes—if you don't mind." I was shamed by his readiness to trust my scrip. + +"I'll unclip a pane for you. Wait here. It won't take long to slip it into a carrying frame." Hagan limped down the slope towards the seriate windows, through some of which the view towards Linnhe was sunny, while others were cloudy and a few pure black. + +Selina drew the collar of her blouse closed at her throat. "The least he could have done was invite us inside. There can't be so many fools passing through that he can afford to neglect them." + +I tried to ignore the insult and concentrated on writing the check. One of the outsize drops broke across my knuckles, splattering the pink paper. + +"All right," I said, "let's move in under the eaves till he gets back." You worm, I thought as I felt the whole thing go completely wrong. I just had to be a fool to marry you. A prize fool, a fool's fool—and now that you've trapped part of me inside you I'll never ever, never ever, never ever get away. + +Feeling my stomach clench itself painfully, I ran behind Selina to the side of the cottage. Beyond the window the neat living room, with its coal fire, was empty but the child's toys were scattered on the floor. Alphabet blocks and a wheelbarrow the exact color of freshly pared carrots. As I stared in, the boy came running from the other room and began kicking the blocks. He didn't notice me. A few moments later the young woman entered the room and lifted him, laughing easily and wholeheartedly as she swung the boy under her arm. She came to the window as she had done earlier. I smiled self-consciously, but neither she nor the child responded. + +My forehead prickled icily. Could they both be blind? I sidled away. + +Selina gave a little scream and I spun towards her. + +"The rug!" she said. "It's getting soaked." + +She ran across the yard in the rain, snatched the reddish square from the dappling wall and ran back, towards the cottage door. Something heaved convulsively in my subconscious. + +"Selina," I shouted. "Don't open it!" + +But I was too late. She had pushed open the latched wooden door and was standing, hand over mouth, looking into the cottage. I moved close to her and took the rug from her unresisting fingers. + +As I was closing the door I let my eyes traverse the cottage's interior. The neat living room in which I had just seen the woman and child was, in reality, a sickening clutter of shabby furniture, old newspapers, cast-off clothing and smeared dishes. It was damp, stinking and utterly deserted. The only object I recognized from my view through the window was the little wheelbarrow, paintless and broken. + +I latched the door firmly and ordered myself to forget what I had seen. Some men who live alone are good housekeepers; others just don't know how. + +Selina's face was white. "I don't understand. I don't understand it." + +"Slow glass works both ways," I said gently. "Light passes out of a house, as well as in." + +"You mean …?" + +"I don't know. It isn't our business. Now steady up—Hagan's coming back with our glass." The churning in my stomach was beginning to subside. + +Hagan came into the yard carrying an oblong, plastic-covered frame. I held the check out to him, but he was staring at Selina's face. He seemed to know immediately that our uncomprehending fingers had rummaged through his soul. Selina avoided his gaze. She was old and ill-looking, and her eyes stared determinedly towards the nearing horizon. + +"I'll take the rug from you, Mr. Garland," Hagan finally said. "You shouldn't have troubled yourself over it." + +"No trouble. Here's the check." + +"Thank you." He was still looking at Selina with a strange kind of supplication. "It's been a pleasure to do business with you." + +"The pleasure was mine," I said with equal, senseless formality. I picked up the heavy frame and guided Selina towards the path which led to the road. Just as we reached the head of the now slippery steps Hagan spoke again. + +"Mr. Garland!" + +I turned unwillingly. + +"It wasn't my fault," he said steadily. "A hit-and-run driver got them both, down on the Oban road six years ago. My boy was only seven when it happened. I'm entitled to keep something." + +I nodded wordlessly and moved down the path, holding my wife close to me, treasuring the feel of her arms locked around me. At the bend I looked back through the rain and saw Hagan sitting with squared shoulders on the wall where we had first seen him. + +He was looking at the house, but I was unable to tell if there was anyone at the window. + +The End + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-245.md b/lj-dump/L-245.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e1c95464 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-245.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Time for fasting! +%date 2004-07-29 12:13:52 + +I slept 12 hours today, after sleeping a bunch the night before ('night' here is a relative term, since the day was rather long), but my mom finally brought out into the open a point I've been mulling over for a while: my body's rebounding after all of the caffeine I have during the day in multiple forms (tea, chai, espresso). Well.. that's kinda vague, and missing the point a bit, but she's right, I do need a bit of ground-state training. + +So here's my idea. Three days of fasting starting tomorrow. Fasting from caffeine, from food, from the computer (go on, try and convince me that boundless information is conducive to a ground-state ^^), from everything except, you know, water. And air. And living. You get the point. I need to study on it a little, first, though. I'm wondering if it'd be all that great to just go straight to only water. Should I keep taking my Emer'gen-C? Or maybe just for the first and third days? Or not even that, but juice instead? I'm just hoping I can find some decent information online. + +Online. Well, whatever this fast turns out to be, I'll probably, at the very least, take a break from caffeine and the computer. Also, I'll try and get a regular sleep schedule going without melatonin. + +Any input would be handy. Preferably before I start. :o) + +Edit: I need a bit to prepare, looking back on what I've eaten recently, so I won't be starting until Saturday. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-246.md b/lj-dump/L-246.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..201c631f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-246.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-07-29 23:47:06 + +Breakfast Fox: That would be cool if there were tactical porn squads +Matt Scott: ... +Breakfast Fox: Then if someone was bragging about some sort of sexual exploit they'll be surrounded by people all in black latex who would beat them into submission (ha ha) with dildos and drag them into a van +Breakfast Fox: WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME TONIGHT +Breakfast Fox: <.< \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-247.md b/lj-dump/L-247.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..21274b44 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-247.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title T +30h +%date 2004-07-31 20:56:10 + +(NB: I'm only online in the sense that I'm letting LJ post this, and I'm using CDDB to get track names for the CDs I'm listening to) + +Yes, kids, going without food will indeed make you hungry. I find myself craving salt, mostly, so I've been making 'virgin Bloody Marys' to get at that. I'm not as hungry as I think I should be, though, so I'm wondering at my choices of juice. Are they too thick, maybe? Oh well. It's still less then food. + +Almost finished with The Fall of Hyperion. + +(NB: Okie, I lied. I checked my friends list. Sorry x.x It's so haaaard to go without computer ;.;) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-248.md b/lj-dump/L-248.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..65cc59aa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-248.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Shannon. +%date 2004-07-31 22:23:03 + +In the book I'm reading, one of the means of communication is to modulate the superstring of the current universe. I found it interesting, thought you might too. ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-249.md b/lj-dump/L-249.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cf8e8cb8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-249.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Shit.. +%date 2004-08-01 01:10:17 + +I broke my fast. Before I realized what I was doing, I'd eaten a few olives.. Oh well, I guess I could keep going, but, while I'm not really hungry, I miss the solace and wondrousness of food. I might just go ahead and end the fast early, since I got at least 30 hours out of it. And juice. I got juice. + +Yey or ney? I seem to be checking for comments online, so I'll get answers left here. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-25.md b/lj-dump/L-25.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cbca9051 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-25.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Ru-oar. +%date 2002-10-26 13:19:20 + +http://www.twotowersprotest.org/ +http://www.petitiononline.com/twotower/ +http://www.snopes.com/rumors/cool.htm \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-250.md b/lj-dump/L-250.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5abdb0c6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-250.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-08-01 17:42:50 + +Broke the fast. It's not What I Need (tm). Maybe later, when it'll be of more use to me. + +I guess I might as well get on the friggin' net. I'll stay away from caffeine, though. For a while, at least. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-251.md b/lj-dump/L-251.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..995335d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-251.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Luverly. +%date 2004-08-02 23:00:53 + +Hehe, wow, life really took a turn for the worse ^^ + +What little empathy I have left + Michael = x.x + +Alienated another one of my friends. Woo, go me. + +Reading old books. Still like the Hyperion series. +But I have promises to keep +And miles to go before I sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-252.md b/lj-dump/L-252.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0fd1b67f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-252.md @@ -0,0 +1,23 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-08-03 23:15:24 + +I guess you have to have the downs to make the ups enjoyable, but must they be so low? + +Edit1 - That said, this is a really cool feeling. It's like I'm asleep, really, but.. I'm awake o.O If I close my eyes I start dreaming. + +Edit2 - Heh. I translated Spem in Alium. Kinda makes me think twice about a public performance. But it's so puuuuurdy. + +Spem in alium numquam habui praeter in te +I have never put my hope in another except for you +Deus Israel +God of Israel +qui irasceris +Who will fly into a rage +et propitius eris +And will be well-disposed +et omnia peccata hominum in tribulatione dimitis +and who dismisses all sins in troubled man +Domine Deus Creator coeli et terra +Lord God, creator of heavendamn, I hate that spelling and earth +respice humiliationem nostram +(behold or care for) our lowliness \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-253.md b/lj-dump/L-253.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ce8f04a7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-253.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Laffo. +%date 2004-08-09 06:16:34 + +I'm stealing Shan's neighbor's wireless. It's fun. Anyway, this visit's turning out to be really cool, and kinda sad 'cause of that for fairly obvious reasons. It's hot here. I got a hematite ring. Shan has school until 5 today. Stuff. Internet. Laffo. OMGWTF it's true. Lawl. I met N(itrogen) and WishIWas. They're really cooool. + +I'll stop now. :o) + +Oh yeah, before I forget: Esadim and Star Spangled Banner are finished. In the works: "Jeder Engel ist Schreklich" for SATBSATB and piano; "Stanzas" for SATB; and a bunch of ideas for a piano concerto. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-254.md b/lj-dump/L-254.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aff46dc8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-254.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Internet. +%date 2004-08-11 00:21:13 + +Christ... I got so depressed just leaving to go get my bags scanned. Shan and I had just had an awkward and brief goodbye, though I'd been clinging to him all day at the apartment, so I guess I wasn't really prepared to be.. saddened by going home. I've been reading almost continuously since then just to keep myself distracted from this. It really sucks.. I'm thinking of giving him a call when I get to the airport, though I'm not sure what good it would do. + +Ah well. Planes still suck. + +Edit: Got in too late for calling. Hope I'll see him around soon or something.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-255.md b/lj-dump/L-255.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10a0a901 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-255.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Trip to CA. +%date 2004-08-13 04:01:02 + +It was divine. However, I can't think of anything to write about it, so.. yeah. Met Wish and Nitrogen, who are exceedingly cute together. One of them I had met previously and was a little embarrassed around, but whatever. It was good to see Shan again. He thinks he might come out here sometime soon. We'll see. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-256.md b/lj-dump/L-256.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b6edd769 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-256.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-08-14 17:18:12 + +I've realized that one of the reasons I'm excited about going to college is that I won't be a taxi there :o) + +Don't appologize. It's fun driving people around. Just expensive is all.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-257.md b/lj-dump/L-257.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b5c1ff5d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-257.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title hmm +%date 2004-08-15 00:35:53 + +http://outofambit.blogspot.com/archives/2004_08_01_outofambit_archive.html#109254918516230243 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-258.md b/lj-dump/L-258.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6fd51cdf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-258.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-08-15 00:36:16 + +Once upon a time, when the Young Wizards series was just getting started and the books were still at Delacorte, I did a story called "Uptown Local" for a Dell-published anthology of teen fiction called Sixteen. (This is the story with the first line, "My father had the flu that week, so I was the one who had to go down to the subway and feed the unicorns.") The anthology did very well, and various of its stories, including mine, were selected for publication in numerous US textbooks. + +Something interesting happened at that point. One of the young characters tells the other that a parent is concerned about the way they've been behaving, and suspects that one or both of them might be on drugs. The other character, knowing that both of them (but especially the first one) are completely innocent of this kind of thing, snorts and says, "You kidding? You wouldn't know which side of your nose to put the marijuana up." Seems positive enough, huh? Two "clean" kids dealing realistically with fallout from a fantastic situation. Well, imagine my bemusement when the first textbook publisher to want to use the story demanded that the drugs reference be excised. + +I remember being annoyed at the time, but thinking that the issue wasn't worth making a big deal over; I chopped the line and let the story go through otherwise unchanged. Now I'm beginning to wish I'd dug in my heels, for I find I was at the thin edge of a problem which has become much, much worse. + +The Language Police goes into truly scary detail about how pressure groups from both the right and the left are insisting that any content that might possibly upset or challenge any student anywhere should be removed from their textbooks. A quote from the Washington Post review: + + So much for the old truism that no maiden was ever ravished by a book. The ideologues of right and left have, apparently, bottomless faith in the power of the written word to shape not just the minds of the young but to determine the course of their lives. They believe that to describe something is to endorse it, so they insist that what they do not endorse cannot be described. The spineless textbook publishers and testing companies capitulate with not a peep of protest, indeed with a smile, for the paycheck is very large. "What's left," [author Diane] Ravitch asks, "after the language police and the thought police from the left and right have done their work?" Her answer deserves to be quoted at length: + + "Stories that have no geographical location. . . . Stories in which all conflicts are insignificant. Stories in which men are fearful and women are brave. Stories in which older people are never ill. Stories in which children are obedient, never disrespectful, never get into dangerous situations, never confront problems that cannot be easily solved. Stories in which blind people and people with physical disabilities need no assistance from anyone because their handicaps are not handicaps. Stories in which fantasy and magic are banned. Stories about the past in which historical accuracy is ignored. Stories about science that leave out any reference to evolution or prehistoric times. Stories in which everyone is happy almost all the time." + + In a word: Fantasyland, a place so wildly disconnected from reality that it makes Walt Disney's Magic Kingdom seem by contrast a painting by Pieter Bruegel or Edvard Munch. + + +Grrrrrr. + +No more excisions. One disservice to my younger readers, however minor, has been enough. I will never cave again. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-259.md b/lj-dump/L-259.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9f0d1d98 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-259.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-08-15 12:45:15 + +e4428679087c9aec74b239813aca1d0f +http://www.ljmeme.com \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-26.md b/lj-dump/L-26.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..25c1f402 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-26.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Heh. +%date 2002-10-27 16:41:00 + +Heh. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-260.md b/lj-dump/L-260.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..44ee58a8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-260.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title Heh. +%date 2004-08-16 00:09:22 + +RannaFox: Bed sounds good, but coffee sounds better. +yeahiwishiwas: coffee is evil +yeahiwishiwas: may god have mercy on your soul. +RannaFox: Ego me absolvo. +yeahiwishiwas: psh +RannaFox: Hey, I'm the pope, I'm allowed to do that, aren't I? +yeahiwishiwas: no sir it doesn't work that way +RannaFox: ... +RannaFox: Curses. +RannaFox: Foiled again. +yeahiwishiwas: there are some things in this world... +yeahiwishiwas: that are unforgivable... +RannaFox: Like drinking espresso neat? +yeahiwishiwas: haha just like that, yes \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-261.md b/lj-dump/L-261.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..88324a4d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-261.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hey, futzballs... +%date 2004-08-17 06:43:26 + +How aboot breakfast? Wednesday morning? Ryan said maybe, I say yes. Shannon? Kiran? Androo? Well.. Androo suggested it, um.. Anyone else? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-262.md b/lj-dump/L-262.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..501659ea --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-262.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Moving +%date 2004-08-18 22:16:17 + +Might be inaccessible, but I'll check this thing if I can. + +Terb, might need some help, if you're willing and able, with network stuff. Talk to you whenever about it. I have your cell #, that still work? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-263.md b/lj-dump/L-263.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3ac64b79 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-263.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-08-19 06:10:54 + +Shannon, don't suppose it's too late to ask you to bring my USB memory drive..? c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-264.md b/lj-dump/L-264.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9c366c39 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-264.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Waaah! +%date 2004-08-23 11:32:34 + +Dunno what to write about, now that I'm here. + +Roommate? +Class - homework. +Lon, Ryan, Shannon, Me, Martha = Go Us. +What. + +Arg. Maybe I'll fill this in later, but.. I dunno. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-265.md b/lj-dump/L-265.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..40038a00 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-265.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title WARBLE +%date 2004-08-23 22:06:09 + +
+ +
What Is Your Best Sexual Skill?
+Name: Age: Sex: Sexuality: Flirting Skill Level - 90%
Kissing Skill Level - 3%
Cudding Skill Level - 60%
Sex Skill Level - 42%
Why They Love You You give much more than you receive.Why They Hate You You bite. +This cool quiz by lady_wintermoon - Taken 596753 Times. +New! Get Free Daily Horoscopes from Kwiz.Biz + +
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What Is Your Best Sexual Skill?
+Name: Age: Sex: Sexuality: Flirting Skill Level - 77%
Kissing Skill Level - 96%
Cudding Skill Level - 45%
Sex Skill Level - 27%
Why They Love You You know how to push their buttons.Why They Hate You You take more than you give. +This QuickKwiz by lady_wintermoon - Taken 601235 Times. +New! Get Free Daily Horoscopes from Kwiz.Biz diff --git a/lj-dump/L-266.md b/lj-dump/L-266.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8158e536 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-266.md @@ -0,0 +1,27 @@ +%title Wai. +%date 2004-09-01 10:58:54 + +Okay, so I'm a bit of a hypocrite, but Still(tm), Kiran hasn't posted in for. ev. er. My excuse is a mixture of: too busy, and the stuff I've been doing doesn't seem worth writing about. Except for the rampant buttsecks. Oh wait, there hasn't been any. I suppose I should update for real. + +Roommate: +This has a potential to end poorly, but, as Ryan points out, so does most everything, agagaga. He's a born-again devout catholic (my roommate, not Ryan), and I'm a big ol' flamey faggot. So.. yeah, but he's not around all that often, so LON takes over my room. Except for during the buttsex. + +Lon: +There's this kid, see, and his name is Lon, right? Yeah. He's this kid, right, right, okay, so he's this kid on my hall. And he's blonde. + +Teh Trhee Furrehs: +There have been some damn funny moments, and a few bones of contention, which have been cleared up, and some snot dressing on Ryan's salad. Um.. so, yeah. Wargh c.c + +Food: +Tasty. + +Buttsex: +nonexistant. + +Classes: +Okay, but we need to get past this goddamned review part. That or people really didn't learn that much in highschool and Fairview was somehow exceptional. + +Loooooooomf: +What. + +I'm sorry, I think I've lost my journalling knack. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-267.md b/lj-dump/L-267.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..de68dfcb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-267.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title MEEEP +%date 2004-09-02 15:57:26 + +You see a slender and slightly shorter-than-average Border Collie. She looks more or less a typical member of her species - a pure + white stripe runs betwen her expressive eyes and frames her narrow muzzle, with jet-black fur covering the rest of her head and + back. Clearly defined lines between the contrasts wend uneven paths down her sides. Her slightly curled and overly fluffy tail + often waves gently from side to side. Her eyes, the only sign of her hybrid nature, are inherited from her ancestors; pale yellow + encircles her pupils, the hue almost luminescent when in sunlight. She wears a strange collection of clothes, consisting mostly + of fuzzy stuff with some jinglies thrown about her neck, wrists, and ankles. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-268.md b/lj-dump/L-268.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aba2b09a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-268.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-09-02 21:30:42 + +
Trust Metric
+ +My trust level is: 86% +
+
+ +LJ username:
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\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-269.md b/lj-dump/L-269.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..29cd4172 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-269.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-09-05 22:50:44 + +I miss Shan. + + + + +That is all. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-27.md b/lj-dump/L-27.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4d6a2a1c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-27.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title College stuffs. +%date 2002-11-10 10:55:28 + +Majors: + +Minors or Electives: + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-270.md b/lj-dump/L-270.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ce4a3cb3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-270.md @@ -0,0 +1,42 @@ +%title WTF, Mate ^^ +%date 2004-09-06 18:58:37 + +1. Birthday?-- 01211986 +2. From what school?-- CSU +3. Where would you wanna go right now?-- To bed. +4. What is your wish right now?-- Se-cr-et! +5. When did you last cry? -- I don't keep track. +6. Do you like your handwriting? -- Depends on how tired my hands/wrists are, really +7. What is your most embarrassing moment?-- Se-cr-et! +8. What would you change about yourself? -- Study habits. +9. Are you a daredevil?-- Mm.. dunno. +10. who inspires you to live? -- All the lonely people.. o/~ No; some prophets, and some writers. +11. Do looks matter?-- Mm.. dunno. +12. Do you believe in ghosts? -- Mm.. dunno. +13. How many piercings do you have?-- None. Thought briefly about getting my tongue pierced. +14. Are you trendy? -- If by trendy, you mean.. not trendy... then yes, yes I am. +15. How do you release anger? -- Talking to other cars on the road. +16.Where is your second home?-- A narrow, oxygenated band in Jupiter's atmosphere. +17.What were your favorite toy(s) as a child?-- The Christmoose. +18. Favorite subject/sports? -- Music, Biochem, food, sleep. +19. Best moment of your life? -- Long story. +20. Favorite dessert? -- Mochi ;.; +21. ABS-CBN or GMA? -- ??? +22.favorite bands/composers? -- Herbie Hancock, Eric Whitacer, Dave Brubeck, and.. lots of others.. c.c +23.What do you look for in a guy/girl? -- A little bit of weight; snuggling is very important, see. +24. What are your nicknames?-- Ranna, Matt, Mach 3 c.c +25. Would you bungee? -- Probably not. +26. What do you wear when you sleep? -- Varies. At school, the shirt I wore the day before and pj bottoms. +27. What do you worry about right now? -- My friends, my future. +28. Have you ever gone on a diet?-- I fasted once, and once I had to drink Ensure to regain some weight. +29. Who is your first kiss? -- Real kiss: Moondog, play kiss: Alex Vallez. +30. Who's your crush? -- Which? :o) +31. What's your favorite color combination? -- Any color + the pastel version of that color. +32. Favorite ice cream flavor? -- Anything except bubblegum +33. Favorite animal/s?-- DOGS! uhm, and Foxes. (it's twoo) +34. Are you in love?-- All the time. +35. What will be your wedding song? -- Something with the lyrics to I Corinth. 13 +36. Kyla or Nina?-- ? +37. One night stand or long term relationship?-- Two CDs and a plastic dog. +38. Model?-- Thought about it.. +39.What is your perfect date? -- Listening to music and talking. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-271.md b/lj-dump/L-271.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..65f40c54 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-271.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ehehe +%date 2004-09-07 13:09:16 + +Ah, such fun. I stopped in the GLBTSS office and got my email straightened out (ha ha) with them, then proceeded to discuss the differences between gay and lesbian erotica. The feature quote: "Suck my feet, fucker (reading)" "Is that 'suck my feet -comma- fucker,' or 'suck my feet -hyphen- fucker'?" \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-272.md b/lj-dump/L-272.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..32ca1241 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-272.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title Mwegh. +%date 2004-09-09 01:03:05 + +Can't.. get.. motivated. +It's the first day of school.. it's the first day of school... +You're back! You were missed. +By whom? +Now now, specificity isn't my thing. + +Anyway, yeah. I've been 'working' on this same stupid assignment for a long, long time now, and I've gotten.. one annotation, and one underline. I think I might just do it tomorrow, since I don't have to post it. In the mean while, I've been being foxish on FM, discussing stuff with Brandon, and chatting with someone I met earlier at SOGLBT. +so-glibut, so-gulb't, so-gullybutt... +Amused? +Quite. Sleepy too. +Me too. And horny, but ANYWAY! SOGLBT. Yes. I went. We played the Ft. Collins version of All My Neighbors ("I love my neighbors, but I especially love my neighbors who..."). It was.. not quite what I expected, having gone to OASOS for four years. The 'keep it clean' type rules were a bit of a shock. I would've thought it would be the other way around: OASOS would be cleaner than SOGLBT, but oh well. It wasn't a very involving group, at least not this week. Announcements, then All My Neighbors, but after that, I went to hang out with some really neat folks. Of note were Andy, a history nerd who's quite neat, and Shyan (sounds like Shawn, but I think that's how he spelled it), who thinks he might be able to get me a work-study in a biochem lab (EXCITING). There was a rather quiet kid at the group that reminded me a little of Shan, and I was, of course, automatically drawn to him.. +You've gotta work on this fixation thing +Pish and tosh. We were together for two years, I've known him for four. Needless to say, He's played a rather big part in my life. Besides, I'm fairly sure it'll pass. Back to SOGLBT, I was kinda hoping to see Terb, but now that he's much closer, it wouldn't be that hard to just.. hang out sometime. Or whatever ^^ So, yeah, getting into the gay swing of things on campus. +Gay gay gay gay gay... +Are you drunk? +Not rearry *giggle* +Hmf. Well, the only other thing I really feel like reporting is that there was this street-preacher on campus today who was really fascinating. There were dialogues between him and the crowd. For a while, things were going really well as an argument, but he ended up just pissing people off or making them laugh, so he brought up this woman who lived a life of submission to her husband under the lord and had seven children. I suspected she was his mistress. +For some unknown reason, that's intensely hilarous, but I'm not laughing. +You know, I think it's time for sleep.. + +By the way, Ryan: __,,,_^..^_,,,__ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-273.md b/lj-dump/L-273.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cd602406 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-273.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Heh. heh. heh. +%date 2004-09-11 13:31:01 + +http://www.nobodyhere.com/toren.hier \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-274.md b/lj-dump/L-274.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..59701c22 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-274.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title FINALLY! +%date 2004-09-12 00:32:46 + +Buttsex! + +Teh Story: +Ryan is sleeping over because his roommate and his girlfriend are drunk and um.. *awkward handmotions* together? Anyway, so he was going to sleep on the floor, but decided that was uncomfortable so he moved onto the bed and we worked it so that we're sleeping head to toe. Now, dorm beds are California Twins, which means they're really long and narrow, so we ended up touching a little even though we were turned away from each other. This got me thinking, 'Hey, I bet that's his butt I feel so warm against mine, it's almost like..' and before I could finish the thought, Ryan pipes up - nay, shrieks gleefully, "Buttsex!" + +I had to leave the room. + +Still giggling, + - Matt. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-275.md b/lj-dump/L-275.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..befa3dcb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-275.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Thus spake Ranna. +%date 2004-09-16 23:25:08 + +A sabatical, perhaps, or perhaps a fast. +A fast from people. +Yes, that's it. Is it for cleansing? Is it for sanity? +Perhaps, but whose? +I'm sorry I've not been writing much, but... + + + + + + +I don't know. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-276.md b/lj-dump/L-276.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ce28dc69 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-276.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Yap. +%date 2004-09-18 03:36:57 + +So.. yeah. Ryan and Shannon have taken over one bed, and Lon the other, so I'm online. +Of course. +I'm a wee-bit tired, but whatever. I feel strange, like I'm waffling between friends: the FHS group, the Braiden group, the GLBTSS group, and online friends. I feel kind of bad 'cause I've been sort of neglecting the last group due to necessity. I feel odd talking to people online with others in the room, so I end up not talking a whole lot, especially with Kianir and Megawolf. +I think that's part of gaining a social life. +Perhaps, but it's not something I really want to happen right now. Oh well, such is part of the cost of privacy lost. I'm tempted now to go for a walk and watch the sun rise, but I'm listening to Shostakovitch. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-277.md b/lj-dump/L-277.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bc5cc92b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-277.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-09-18 07:37:40 + +I would not be lying if I said I was happy to receive my bed. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-278.md b/lj-dump/L-278.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0f7a0b12 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-278.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title Trite and true[/punitentiary] +%date 2004-09-19 12:33:58 + +There are those +Who cannot +               s e e +FtOhReE  S  T +FOR + t + h + e +t r e e s + +But I... + + + + + + +I cannot s l  e   e    p +for +the +dreams \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-279.md b/lj-dump/L-279.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f9d0c89d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-279.md @@ -0,0 +1,40 @@ +%title Some lyrics +%date 2004-09-19 19:55:43 + +Taking snippets of the bible (other books, maybe, if I can get my hands on them) and rephrasing them for lyrics. + +Psalm 141:3-5 - +3Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth; keep watch over the door of my lips. +4Do not incline my heart to any evil thing, to practice wicked works with men who work iniquity; and do not let me eat of their delicacies. +5Let the righteous strike me; it shallbe a kindness. And let him rebuke me, it shall be as excellent oil; let my head not refuse it. For still my prayer is against the deeds of the wicked. + +Paraphrased - +Stand guard over my mouth +Stand watch over the door of my lips +Keep my heart from evil +Keep me from wicked men and their wrongs. +Hold not back the blow of the righteous, +    'Tis kindness; +Hold not back their rebukes, +    'Tis justice; +Let it fall upon me +For still my mind is set +against the wrath of man + +I Corinth. 13 in Nanon - +Loråtla fetah. +Anåt fetah. +Nu kufemotla fetah. +Nu haleputatla fetah. +Nu haledatåtla fetah. +Nu halesupotla fetah. +Nu tuvårier fetah lubåtam t'ner. +Nu kufori set fetah. +Nu mununier fetah esunotalam. +Nu jaruvåtier fetah unotalam - +Ato harahier t'n houka anåtalam. +Mununier fetah houkalam, +Konemier t'n houkalam, +Horanemier t'n houkalam, +Hatarier t'n houkalam. +Nuka jodoti fetah. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-28.md b/lj-dump/L-28.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0082ed3e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-28.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title The Antimelody -and- The Return of the Antimelody +%date 2002-11-15 21:22:49 + +Revolutionary Spirit @ DCPA: Boettcher Concert Hall - Orchestra2:row O:seats 28 & 29 - Sunday September 22, 2002 at 2:30pm +I only really went for the Shosty. I'm addicted. Fifth Symphony especially. Oh well. I got to see my first bit of Daugherty + +We need a word for him: antimelody (n) amelodic, amelodious (adj) a theme lacking in melody in the common sense. Daugherty's music is, as described by my mom, a mish-mash of small themes, mostly harmonic, that sound alright individually, but don't quite fit together as a whole. His Phillidelphia Stories may have accurately described the city, but I've never been there, and after hearing such a chaotic piece, I'm not entirely sure that I want to. He has potential, though. A lot of the themes he explores are kinda catchy and I've caught myself whistling them once or twice. + +The Beethoven was good. His fourth piano cto., performed by a tall pianist that looked like the director to the Rolling Requiem in Boulder. He said that the critics would say that he was better at playing the piano than speaking in front of the audience. He was better at playing the piano than speaking in front of the audience. + +The Shosty was great, of course, being his fifth. I like the first and second movements especially, even though CSO played them kinda slow. Still well worth going. + +On the ride home, we read about another show that we might want to go to... + +The Big Bang @ DCPA: Boettcher Concert Hall - Orcestra2:row P:seats 44 & 45 - Friday November 15, 2002 at 7:30pm + +With large screens at three points along the perimeter of the cylindrical hall showing scenes of shuttle launches and various 3d animations of space-stuff, the concert started out with a space-music medley. Beginning with Also Sprach Zarathustra and moving right into various themes from The Planets (Alsop, who made a sneaky entrance, is directing The Planets this weekend), for a satisfying and grand peice. The movie clips were kinda distracting, but it was still good. + +After announcing that the concert was, from that point on, going to be recorded, Mrs. Alsop quieted down to let us hear an eerie noise that, at first, sounded like a recording from a horror movie. After a while of looking around, Evelyn Glennie appeared behind us and stole down the aisle with an odd contraption that looked to be a gourd with thick piano wires sticking vertically from the wider part towards the smaller handle. She was playing it with a violin bow that had a cow bell attached to the end. After she made her way to the stage, she proceeded to introduce the piece with all sorts of oddball percussion instruments including a hand-wound air-raid siren, a steel drum upsidedown with seashells in it, and a handheld radio with which she produced feedback while messing with the squelch. + +It was all downhill from there. The Daugherty really started, with it's fractured antimelodies and "blowing strings" (still not sure what that is). Most of the rest of the concert was spend watching Glennie play around with percussion. She bowed everything from cymbols to her vibrophone, and used a lot of windchimes. For the second half/last third, she had a solo on an eclectic drum set that was mostly bongoes, cowbells, cymbols, buckets, and woodblocks. That was pretty neat. The symphony (The "UFO" Symphony) ended with her on the bongoes playing along with the strings playing a nice decending melody (he got it together near the end) that was very dramatic and a fairly good ending to such a piece. + + +Both Phillidelphia Stories and the UFO Symphony are coming out on CD (Naxos) soon, and I'm thinking of buying it to scare the babylonia admins with, and to show Andrew for the percussion side. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-280.md b/lj-dump/L-280.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5f17a832 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-280.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-09-20 03:12:55 + +Two dreams simultaneously. + +. +. +. + + +Should I sleep? + +. + +. + +. + + +Maybe a walk, a drink.myheadmyheadd--ddMYheadSupraorbitalghghghghgggg- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-281.md b/lj-dump/L-281.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2acbdd5f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-281.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title stuff +%date 2004-09-20 04:26:07 + +story: Do you know how painful it is to doubt one's sanity? + +All of my writing begins with an idea and a first line. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-282.md b/lj-dump/L-282.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5ad5b967 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-282.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Waffles. +%date 2004-09-20 10:04:15 + +
My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
gv_ranna goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Cicero the Fox.
25:aeothen tricks you! You get a moldy pretzel.
breakfastfox gives you 2 light orange grapefruit-flavoured gummy bears.
delvennerim tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!
ironmonkey989 gives you 7 blue strawberry-flavoured gumdrops.
malameux gives you 2 light green mint-flavoured nuggets.
margaras tricks you! You get a block of wood.
moondogdragon gives you 5 light green tropical-flavoured nuggets.
samirthequeer tricks you! You lose 6 pieces of candy!
senotay tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!
shanerak gives you 10 brown pineapple-flavoured gummy worms.
gv_ranna ends up with 18 pieces of candy, a moldy pretzel, and a block of wood.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.
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You are a neurotransmitter. You believe in the
good-naturedness of man's biology and soul.
You're happy, everyone's happy, and no one will
ever take that away from you. Or else you'll
make them go insane. +

Which Biological Molecule Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-287.md b/lj-dump/L-287.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3ba305d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-287.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-09-25 23:56:17 + +http://discordia.org.uk/tarot.html \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-288.md b/lj-dump/L-288.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..36542501 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-288.md @@ -0,0 +1,64 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-09-27 10:52:35 + +After every flight, pilots fill out a form called a gripe sheet, which +conveys to the mechanics problems encountered with the aircraft during +the flight that need repair or correction. The mechanics read and +correct the problem, and then respond in writing on the lower half of +the form what remedial action was taken, and the pilot reviews the +gripe sheets before the next flight. Never let it be said that ground +crews and engineers lack a sense of humor. Here are some actual logged +maintenance complaints and +problems as submitted by Qantas pilots and the solution recorded by +maintenance engineers. By the way, Qantas is the only major airline +that has never had an accident. + +(P = The problem logged by the pilot.) +(S = The solution and action taken by the mechanics.) + +P: Left inside main tire almost needs replacement. +S: Almost replaced left inside main tire. + +P: Test flight OK, except auto-land very rough. +S: Auto-land not installed on this aircraft. + +P: Something loose in cockpit. +S: Something tightened in cockpit. + +P: Dead bugs on windshield. +S: Live bugs on back-order. + +P: Autopilot in altitude-hold mode produces a 200 feet per minute +descent. +S: Cannot reproduce problem on ground. + +P: Evidence of leak on right main landing gear. +S: Evidence removed. + +P: DME volume unbelievably loud. +S: DME volume set to more believable level. + +P: Friction locks cause throttle levers to stick. +S: That's what they're there for. + +P: IFF inoperative. +S: IFF always inoperative in OFF mode. + +P: Suspected crack in windshield. +S: Suspect you're right. + +P: Number 3 engine missing. +S: Engine found on right wing after brief search. + +P: Aircraft handles funny. +S: Aircraft warned to straighten up, fly right, and be serious. + +P: Target radar hums. +S: Reprogrammed target radar with lyrics. + +P: Mouse in cockpit. +S: Cat installed. + +P: Noise coming from under instrument panel. Sounds like a midget +pounding on something with a hammer. +S: Took hammer away from midget. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-289.md b/lj-dump/L-289.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8cdcc511 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-289.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Damn, that was cool. +%date 2004-10-02 03:36:35 + +I just realized that I spent the past five hours in a conversation. I started out sitting on the floor in the hall near someone's door with my RA and a few others from my hall talking about the debate. After that, though, Tony, Jon, Lon's roommate, and I went back to my room to have one of THE BEST discussions I've had. It revolved mostly around religion with a little bit about drugs in there. I love talks like that and fear that I don't have enough of them. It's a shame they're so rare, but that just makes them all the more precious. Oh well, I guess it's not often you get to rave about how good a discussion was. Anyway, read a good deal more of the bible tonight: up to Exodus 21, from having stopped at Genesis 27. Now, I think I'll make some coffee or tea and walk around. + +
Waffles. Damnit. + +
+
A very "special" dictionary. by lily22
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A very "special" dictionary. by lily22
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Definition:Having little or no contact with books.
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My Furry Code
+ +FCFp3admw A C- D+ H+++ M++++ P+++ R+ T W Z- Sm++ RLM/S/U a- cblmnu++ d- e+ f++ h iwf+++ j+ p+ sm+ +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-295.md b/lj-dump/L-295.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..76b9130b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-295.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Damnit +%date 2004-10-10 23:07:44 + +Roommate blew out the power for the hall again. Well.. he may not have, but he did last time, so I'm blaming him. Also, the shower I had was cold. Whatever. Grrgrrgrr. + +I'm confused as to what to do about boys. ΔΛΦ might help with that, if only as a way to meet similar people, though that's still a ways off (I don't think pledges are allowed to sleep with pledges). Most of what I'm confused about is Shan. I think I still like him, but I'm not sure. Most of the time I think about him, I think of him as more than a friend, but a lot of the times when I talk to him, I think of him mostly as just a friend. Quite confusing, since the contrast seems rather large. Whatever, though. I still think about Kory and Jerred that way, too, on occasion. + +So there. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-296.md b/lj-dump/L-296.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ed06b569 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-296.md @@ -0,0 +1,36 @@ +%title I really don't have anything to update with, so.. um.. whatever. +%date 2004-10-11 22:45:13 + +* Ranna- turns into girl, hits on whitcomb. +* Whitcomb turns into straight, rubs Ranna's ass. +* Ranna- asswriggles. +* Ranna- is now known as Ranna +* Whitcomb turns himself gay and Ranna male and does him up the pooper +* Maserati smacks Whitcomb wtf +* Whitcomb smacks Maserati, you gave up your rights to sloppy seconds + Done in, done up, done upon. + Yeah but still, ew + Gusto copulare cum Ranna + I'd say ower percentager of females have risen quite a bit for the size of this channel + percentage* + What.. just by having me here it's gone up from 0? + naw we have Ranna +* Nexxus has joined #sanefurs +* ChanServ sets mode: +v Nexxus + who else I can't remember + Oh em teh gee.. two is a whole lot. + you know why there aren't any women? + its a fag chanel? + ^ + preeee cisely + but I like you guys anyways. + bizarre no? + I'm a female? + there's margo, and reddie + not sure ranna + Heh + better go check + pico is female too + last time I checked..... +* Ranna checks, "I.. um.. just ask Shan o.o" + if he's a female why is he so hung >:( \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-297.md b/lj-dump/L-297.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f0c3f68f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-297.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title Stupid promises. +%date 2004-10-12 16:28:40 + +Yoinked from Shan. + +() go out with me? +() give me your number? +() have sex with me? +() let me kiss you? +() watch a movie with me...even a really sappy one? +() let me take you out to dinner? +() drive me somewhere/anywhere? +() take a shower with me? +() be my gf/bf? +() have a fling with me? +() listen to me if I called you crying even if you were out with all of your friends? +() buy me a drink if i didnt have money? +() take me home for the night? +() would you let me sleep in your bed? +() sing car kareoke w/ me? +() sit in the doctors office with me because I didn't want to go alone? +() re-post this for me to answer your questions? +() let me give you a piggyback ride? +() come pick me up at 3 am because my car ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-298.md b/lj-dump/L-298.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..682ab132 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-298.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title A night of hedonism and no sleep +%date 2004-10-14 04:54:14 + +I took a walk around the campus and learned all the more. These walks have taught me more than the many tours I was made to go on through consideration and registration. + +I'm feeling sick now, which is probably from the lack of sleep. + +My ally has forsaken me - buzzed off, taken leave, left me for a better man. Farrel was distraught at The Sins of Jesus, saying that he disliked the postmodern method of digging up dirt on 2000 year old religious figures. I'm not sure how those are connected but if they are, it's reasonably twisted. + +I saw someone, and many of the feelings I had for him were lost. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-299.md b/lj-dump/L-299.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e2066a0b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-299.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title Death by memes(PRIVATE) +%date 2004-10-14 13:02:28 + +1. Choose 15 people from your friends list at random. +2. Write something about/to each of them. +3. Don't tell anyone who the statements are about. Good or bad. No matter how they beg. + +- Too cute for your own damn good. (Rikoshi) +- I love ya lots, but if we got together, there would be carnage. (Whitcomb) +- We didn't talk for three years, and suddenly we're rather close, in a distant sort of way. It was an odd transition, to say the least. (Margaras) +- Help! Help! I'm being oppressed! (Shannon) +- I say it too often, but my gaydar consists of falling for straight boys. (Kiran) +- Sometimes, you really kinda weird me out. (Andrew L.) +- I try really hard for your approval. (Nick C.) +- We're friends, but I know nothing about you. (Jani) +- Sometimes, your mood swings scare me (Oz) +- You're damn cute, too, but I don't really know too much about you, and sometimes you don't talk to me - or anyone - as if you're down or something. (Aeothen) +- Hahaha, I tried to get in your pants for a good long time. Happy for ya now, though. (Malameux) +- I knew you too well. (Shanerak) +- Some times, I miss you. (Michael) +- I've never talked to you, really. (Alcarilinque) +- Arf! (Lon) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-3.md b/lj-dump/L-3.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..866d77a1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-3.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Quick note... +%date 2002-08-08 03:55:06 + +Got the LJ pages on my site working, so.. neat. On the side bar there's a LJ Events section with the subjects from the last 10 as links that lead to the individual entries, along with links to the events page with the last 10 in full and soon links to the calendar and whatever. Y'know.. copying and such.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-30.md b/lj-dump/L-30.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0aa2b3c5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-30.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Notes for Health Presentation +%date 2002-11-26 08:00:47 + +http://www.cyberpsych.org/homophobia/ +http://www.now.org/issues/lgbi/stats.html +http://www.religioustolerance.org/hom_fuel.htm +http://psychology.ucdavis.edu/rainbow/html/sexual_prejudice.html +http://www.gaychristianonline.org/christian.html +http://216.239.33.100/search?q=cache:gUNeIWmMrw4C:www.catc.org/documents/homosexuality.doc+paul+apostle+gay&hl=en&ie=UTF-8 +http://www.oberlin.edu/~mtowey/soci/homoteen1.html +http://www.gaysouthafrica.org.za/gayteens/homophobia.asp +http://www.sxetc.org/library/genLibArticle.asp?CategoryID=1285&ArticleID=art_1159 +http://www.geocities.com/gsa_chat/peer_support.htmlˇ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-300.md b/lj-dump/L-300.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c551c341 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-300.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title Death by memes - this one's just cruel +%date 2004-10-14 13:04:46 + +1. Choose 15 people from your friends list at random. +2. Write something about/to each of them. +3. Don't tell anyone who the statements are about. Good or bad. No matter how they beg. + +- Too cute for your own damn good. +- I love ya lots, but if we got together, there would be carnage. +- We didn't talk for three years, and suddenly we're rather close, in a distant sort of way. It was an odd transition, to say the least. +- Help! Help! I'm being oppressed! +- I say it too often, but my gaydar consists of falling for straight boys. +- Sometimes, you really kinda weird me out. +- I try really hard for your approval. +- We're friends, but I know nothing about you. +- Sometimes, your mood swings scare me. +- You're damn cute, too, but I don't really know too much about you, and sometimes you don't talk to me - or anyone - as if you're down or something. +- Hahaha, I tried to get in your pants for a good long time. Happy for ya now, though. +- I knew you too well. +- Some times, I miss you. +- I've never talked to you, really. +- Arf! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-301.md b/lj-dump/L-301.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..206130ae --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-301.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title I sure hope they can see it, because I'm smiling as hard as I can... +%date 2004-10-14 14:39:54 + +Red Vs. Blue on 'Intarweb'. + +DO YOU WANT A BIGGER PENIS!?!? WHERE DO YOU WANT IT!?! I CAN SUGGEST SOME PLACES!!one56 + +(stolen from ^^) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-302.md b/lj-dump/L-302.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a48a7699 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-302.md @@ -0,0 +1,80 @@ +%title I believe I've posted this twice now. +%date 2004-10-14 17:27:29 + +
Spiralling Shape + +
+Down, down, down you go +No way to stop +As you fall, hear me call +No, no, no +Listen to this warning and +Consider these +Simple words of advice +Stop, stop, stop + +Fogging the view, cupping face to the window +In darkness you make out a spiralling shape +Putting all reason aside you exchange +What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +And nobody knows what it's really like +But everyone says it's great +And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes + +This could lead to excellence +Or serious injury +Only one way to know +Go, go, go +Go ahead, wreck your life +That might be good +Who can say what's wrong or right? +Nobody can + +Put out your hands and you fall through the window +And clawing at nothing you drop through the void +Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned +In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +And now that you've tried it, you're back to report +That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake +You didn't enjoy it, you never believed it +There won't be a refund, you'll never go back + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +And nobody knows what it's really like +But everyone says it's great +And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes +(Spiral in their eyes) + +Fogging the view, cupping face to the window +In darkness you make out a spiralling shape +Putting all reason aside you exchange +What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +Don't spend the rest of your life wondering +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +Don't spend the rest of your life wondering +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +Don't spend the rest of your life wondering +(Everyone wants to see that thing) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-303.md b/lj-dump/L-303.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bc1f2bbd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-303.md @@ -0,0 +1,135 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-10-14 17:48:09 + +
A talk with Whitcomb + +
+ the purpose of those memes is to cave in to peer pressure and tell people who they were o.o + I'll get to that eventually. + ^^ + No, you're not the moodswings one. + And I just gave away, yes, you are on there. + Hee. + i'm posting one soon + Some don't matter to you.  The Arf one is my stalker, who follows me around campus like a puppy.  The oppressed one is this girl I'm friends with who is angry and hates everyone.  The one about straight boys is a straight boy I had a crush on.  The weird me out one is some zoophile friend. + That should narrow it some. +* Whitcomb nods. I... assumed, or hoped, I wasn't the straight one. + Hehe + I'm getting the feeling I'm one of the "we don't talk" ones, right? + Well, moodswings is Terberlo. + Oh, I suck at this. +* Whitcomb muahaha! + These things make me OCD as hell + You're the second one.  We seem to be different from each other in strategic ways that would, I think, make a relationship between us rather.. messy. + Oh. + Hahaha. + We both need 'balancer' mates. + Yeah. + The two of us together would be "I'M SAD!" "I'M ANGRY!" "GYAAAAAARGH!" + Or we'd be excelent up until even a slightly destructive mood came over both of us at the same time, and we'd go spiralling out of control. + You get those too? + I mean, I knew you did, but often enough to... + Wait, chaos, Eris, so on. + HEh + Of course you do. + Yeah, they happen.  Even if only for a few seconds, and I never do anything, it's still there. + Yeah, Shiva is to me what Eris is to you.  + Is or was. + Hmm.. dunno if any of the others are pertinent.  Shan is 'I knew you too well'... + We really are a lot alike in odd ways. o.o + How so? + Um, just the... Uh... mythology, science, latin, shiny things, chaos, getting way too worked up about things, so on. + Oddly, the one I was was one I wouldn't have thought. + Heh, I tried to be kinda.. roundabout?  Something. + I tried to think of something I wouldn't normally think of for the person, but was still true. + Except for Rikoshi.  He's the first. + God, I love Rikky. + He's so oblivious sometimes. + Hee. + We used to be kind of like you and he are now, but then I admitted one night while drunk that I had a huge crush on him and things are different now. + Did  that change things on his side, or your side? Or both..? + I think both, or maybe just his, or maybe just mine.  In other words, I don't know. + I'm just paranoid.  Maybe they're still the same. + Oh. + That's why I'm afraid to tell people I like them. + Or some people. + I tell everyone.  It has thus far proved a bad idea. + It always seems like a good idea right up until you actually do it. + The only time it ever worked out well in any way was - oh em teh gee - Shanerak. + But I guilt-tripped him into the relationship ^^ + Hahahah + I hate to sound like I'm obsessing, I don't feel like I am o.O + You loved him + It doesn't go away, I guess. + I fear. + The sad thing about 'balancers' is that I love them the most and yet get bored.  + Hehe + So, er, how did you mean get together? + What I meant was that, I really was obsessing over him a few days ago, but ever since I saw that he really was kinda of a dick, it's a whole lot easier not to think about him. + Oh. + I was with this guy Merlin because he typefucked me once and liked it. + He was with this guy.. um.. fuck.  F-something. + Anyway, I had a crush on him and told him, and it was all cute for a day or too, but then I got horribly depressed 'cause things weren't all working out for me. + After about a week, I dumped Merlin and he dumped wotsisface, and I thought thigns were going to turn around. + Until he got together with Merlin ^^ + Uh + I, uh + Yeah o.o + I misread, didn't I. + Well, there's the story. + Kindayeah.  o.o + But yeah, I just saw that :o) + What do you mean, then? + + haha + Er, just what you meant by 'get together' re: me + Not trying to sound weird, because I think we've both kind of... moved apart, just curious as to that because I am pathetic + You mean, like the statement about you? + Yuh + I don't know,  I guess I meant it like it sounds, like mates and stuff.  I was just thinking about just how we're different. + 'cause we were talking right before I wrote that. + Earlier today. + Oh, OK ^_^ + Sorry, I'm a sap + How so? + Because I was hoping that was what you meant, because I'm neeeeeedy + Hehe, well, yeah. :o) + I make a point to myself about trying to focus on everybody a lot of times, but I always end up focusing on relationships with just one person.  Dangers, 'cause I flit around so much. + Er.. dangerous. + Same.  I love people, but I get bored so easily.  It's fucking heartbreaking. + Maybe it's not that we're too different, maybe we're just the same in the wrong sorts of ways. + Yeah.  That's my thought. + I think we'd probably spend a lot of time staring at each other silently and not saying anything. + And being redundant.  GG. + Plus, I find the incidental shit about you a lot more interesting than you do, probably. + Hmm?  Like what? + I'd like a relationship where I could be silent with someone and not have it be weird.  I could be silent around Shan last time I visited, but that's because he spent a lot of time talking in #sanefurs :o) + Ick. + It was like visiting Wish and Nitro, then staying in Carlsbad for a few extra days. + I've gotten to the point where if someone ignores me for the computer I just give 'em the "fuck off" attitude. + :/ + Heh. + My mom did that shit all the time, I'd try to talk to her when something really irrelevant was on TV and she'd shush me. + Ur, yeah. + I'm like, "Uh, yeah, sorry for trying to patch up our strained communication, I'll leave now" + Hehehe + I did that to my mom lots, but every time she'd come home, I'd start feeling bad. + Um, incidental, like I would make far too much of your racial heritage and your dad's drug use and your mom's hippyism and... I don't know. + Yeah, I think after I told you all the stores I could remember, I'd get a little bored by it. :o) +* Whitcomb nods. Same here. I didn't really understand until recently how recounting your life history gets annoying after a while. + Because, much to my surprise, I am not the most interesting person in the world.  <:) + Hee. + OK, so I can ask you something utterly retarded and you not take offense? + I occasionally find myself talking about me, realize I'm boring as fuck, and then shut up.  Makes the middle of the conversation weird. + Go ahead., + Hahaha. + OK, well, because you're the, er... blackest person I am this close to, would you say that that small portion of your genetic makeup has affected your life at all? + Unless it has anything to do with my penis size, no.  African American Student Services likes to bug me about it, but really, I'm pretty damn white.  All of the other parts of me are the tight-ass white type, so I think it might cancel out anything black about me. +* Whitcomb nods. + Race is such a weird thing, that you just... don't talk about. + I know. c.c + I used to bug all of my 'ethnic' friends about it until I realized that if they were my friends then they were probably not the type to give a shit about race. + I was brought up in exceedingly white environments, so coming to college with a whole lot of black people was kinda.. strange.  Made me feel awkward and socially inept around them. + Hey, will you be on later? + Yep + We should talk more then, 'cause this is cool.  Gotta go to some stupid frat meeting now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-304.md b/lj-dump/L-304.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..62d82f6f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-304.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-10-15 21:24:56 + +http://grouphug.us/confessions/824003273 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-305.md b/lj-dump/L-305.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1859e6ec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-305.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-10-16 14:22:13 + +You are .jpg You are very colorful. Sometimes you forget things, or distort the truth. You like working with pictures more than words.
Which File Extension are You? + +I like + +and + +You are OS2-Warp. You're plagued by feelings of abandonment and disgust for your backstabbing step-brother. Oh, what might have been.
Which OS are You? + +I like + +and + +as well as + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-306.md b/lj-dump/L-306.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c2ff2d27 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-306.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Testy testy, I've got a testy. +%date 2004-10-18 01:23:28 + +First Level of Hell - Limbo + +Charon ushers you across the river Acheron, and you find yourself upon the brink of grief's abysmal valley. You are in Limbo, a place of sorrow without torment. You encounter a seven-walled castle, and within those walls you find rolling fresh meadows illuminated by the light of reason, whereabout many shades dwell. These are the virtuous pagans, the great philosophers and authors, unbaptised children, and others unfit to enter the kingdom of heaven. You share company with Caesar, Homer, Virgil, Socrates, and Aristotle. There is no punishment here, and the atmosphere is peaceful, yet sad. + + +The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to the First Level of Hell - Limbo!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScore
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)High
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very High
Level 2 (Lustful)High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Very Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test + +This is what I get for being wrapped up in sorrow (not the same as being sorrowful). \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-307.md b/lj-dump/L-307.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..49ef567f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-307.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title The Deal - a draft of an open letter; +%date 2004-10-18 07:33:17 + +Comments appreciated, I suppose, though keep in mind I haven't slept yet. This comes from the current debate on whether implanted chips containing our medical data are an invasion of privacy. What I mean to express is that I don't care so much about the privacy issue, but more about why I feel that I can't trust America with this information. + +Dear America, + +America, we had a deal. This deal had been worked over and hammered out more than two hundred years ago. A deal that would ensure my safety as well as guarantee my loyalty and my works to you. And for this, I would entrust to you a few of my rights to help contribute to the idea of a country built upon freedom, giving me laws as guidelines to what's generally acceptable to keep this dream going. + +America, the older I get and the more experience I have in dealing with your laws and your people, the more and more often I see this deal being broken. People give you their rights to hold dear - for what is more dear to us than our rights - and often you ask for more rights, and ever more until you work to restrict rights in the very document that guarantees them: the Constitution. Now, beyond even rights, you ask to infringe upon something even more fundamental to people - their privacy. + +America, I don't want this deal to break. I want to trust you, and continue to trust you if you will trust me, and most of all, I want to feel like I can give you anything you ask of me without the fear of being taken advantage of. So that's what I'll do. I've give you all that you ask of me, I promise, but in exchange, I expect that you'll respect our deal. The deal between you and me to understand that I am entrusting a few of my rights as well as my loyalty and works to ensure my safety. And my freedom. + +Thank you, America, + +Matt Scott \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-308.md b/lj-dump/L-308.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..128cfdc8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-308.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title OMGOMGOMG oh em teh gee!!~!!@t66 +%date 2004-10-18 10:49:18 + +I just voted! + + +I don't know why that makes me so hyper! + + +Uah! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-309.md b/lj-dump/L-309.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9b4b6cfd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-309.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title I found the artist of the picture on my wall +%date 2004-10-18 16:33:11 + +And I must say I'm rather disappointed that he named it 09/11/01. Of course, I don't mean to discount nine-eleven, but.. well.. that title just doesn't fit the picture, to me. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-31.md b/lj-dump/L-31.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3e426dce --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-31.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Moved. +%date 2003-01-04 16:01:14 + +http://ranna.bolognia.net/bb/viewforum.php?f=2 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-310.md b/lj-dump/L-310.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8cfb2380 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-310.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title The tl;dr on #sanefurs +%date 2004-10-18 22:17:25 + +There's an interesting dynamic that I see in #sanefurs for one major reason: some people in the channel are about satire, and some people are about cynicism, and sometimes the cynics take their view so far that they come off as rather angry at pretty much everything, whereas the satirists seem able to realize that although they may be mocking furry, they still are furs of a sort. So, when two satirists do something out of their cynical character, the cynics tend to react immediately in a strong and generally negative manner ('What is this faggotry' or 'loltypefuckery'). Now, I've only been in the channel for a few weeks at most, and of course I can only think about what I've seen in that short of time, so my opinion on this could be horribly skewed. I'm all about getting corrected, so go ahead if I'm completely wrong. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-311.md b/lj-dump/L-311.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6b8feb31 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-311.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title So, yeah. +%date 2004-10-19 02:50:01 + +Why I can't get motivated at all to do ANYTHING for my comp class is beyond me. That really should change; I need to get stuff done c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-312.md b/lj-dump/L-312.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..44d941d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-312.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title This fell out of my head... +%date 2004-10-19 03:28:08 + +No, I don't know what it is... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-313.md b/lj-dump/L-313.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1cff9c86 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-313.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Doot +%date 2004-10-19 05:28:14 + +Wanna hear something funny? + +I fucked up on a test in chemistry, and didn't do so well on the one before, and since there are only four tests, I'm not going to be able to get higher than a C in the class, which means I'll have to drop out of school. I could live at my mom's and maybe eventually make enough to rent a room elsewhere since I'll have to commute to work pretty damn far and gas and all. + +This is cool, I couldn't picture myself in college, and now it's not happening. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-314.md b/lj-dump/L-314.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ca49f88f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-314.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-10-20 14:56:37 + +
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What is the geekiest part of your music collection: Geeky part? It's all geeky :o) But probably finnish jazz klezmer rock by Alamaailman Vasarat? Or that I have three recordings of Mozart's requiem? +2. What do you eat when you raid the fridge at night: Mo...chi! +3. How much money would it take to give up the Internet for one year: BILLIONS UPON BILLIONS! Or maybe just a new hobby. +4. What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie: Turner and Hooch :o) +5. Do you have a completely irrational fear: Heights. +6. What is a physical habit that gives away your insecure moments: Insecure? I'm always secure in my stupidity. When I'm really insecure, I apologize a lot, and I get stressed. And when I get stressed, the skin between my fingers itches, and I rub it. +7. Do you know anyone famous: Yiss, a certain fox who is famous enough to get his name in the credits of a few video games. I think that counts :o) +8. Describe your bed: Oh, it's soft and fluffy and has a big blanket over it! (Ryan, your answer was too good ^^) +9. Do you know how to play poker: I learn it at least once a year, then forget it. (see above) +10. What do you carry with you at all times: Wallet, moleskine, keys, pencil, phone +11. What do you miss most about being little: The little things... +12. Are you happy with your given name: Sometimes. Sometimes I want to change it to Ranna, but that would be weird. +13. What color is your bedroom: Institutional white. +14. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person: Sure. +15. Do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends: Friends, considering I'm single. +16. What's one thing you wish you could do but can't: Find a job, not be so stupid. +17. What is your ideal marriage location: Canada? +18. What's one instrument you wish you could play: Flute +19. Something you love and hate: Linux, and linux. +20. What's one language you want to learn: My own x.x +21. What do you order at a bar: A coke. Maybe a rum and coke when I can drink. +22. Have you ever pierced your body parts: No. Thought a lot about getting my tongue pierced, though. +23. Do you drive stick: HAHA, I'LL TEACH YOU RYAN!!!54 +24. What's one trait you hate in a person: Conservativi--wait, no. I don't really do that hate thing anymore. I dislike hipocracy, though. *hypocrite* +25. What kind of watch do you wear: Timex Analogue +Digital +26. Do you consider yourself materialistic: Sure. It's unavoidable in a capitalist society, but I support materialism. +27. Favorite writing instrument: These pencils that are really heavy and have this grooved metal grip and are really cool and come in .3, .5, .7, and .9 and are $10 each c.c Dip pens, too. +28. Do you prefer to blend in or stand out: Don't care ^^ +29. Do you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex: Out? No. +30. What is one/are some cars you will never buy: New ones ^^ +31. If you won the lottery, what would you do: Bribe Dr. Grainger. Uh.. wait. No, I'd probably visit some people, or just go to a con, then give most of the rest away. +32. Burial or cremation: Burial at sea, maybe? Fuck the plot and the tombstone. +33. If you don't like a person, how do you show it: A helpful knife to the back? No, I freak out and tell other people and whine and beat myself up and shower that person with affection ^^ +34. What kind of first impression do you think you give people: A little bit lavender. Um.. no, maybe geek? +35. How many drinks before you're tipsy: Dunno. +36. Have you ever done any illegal drugs: Yes. +37. Do you think you're cute: Sometimes. +38. Do you have a problem changing clothes in front of your friends: Friends? No. Ryan? Yes. Heh, wait, just kidding. +39. Whats the most painful experience you've ever had (emotionally and/or physically): Shanerak and Rynden. Long story. +40. Favorite communication method: Beating my fingers against a specially designed palatte of buttons as fast as I can in a certain order while connected to an ethereal realm in which nothing exists but anything's possible. (HURHUR, I LIKE MUCKS) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-319.md b/lj-dump/L-319.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..17a28453 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-319.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Heh c.c +%date 2004-10-24 17:37:20 + +
gv_ranna's LJ stalker is jimfoxyboy!
jimfoxyboy is stalking you because you are really good at bowling. They are also stalking you in real life. Look out!
+
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The log + +
+
+         The so-called Great-Fluff-Scare
+    Being the events in Fluff Park, FluffMUCK, 
+       on October 30th, 2000, Halloweve
+
+Seen from the point of view of Yoshi. 
+
+IMPORTANT!!! The contents of this log does not represent an official 
+explanantion of the events referred to. It is presented as an
+interesting social atrifact. It is not made or distributed by the
+wizards of Fluffmuck (Especially not Zorin). The only confirmed
+information is what is listed in the official Fluffmuck Bullentin
+system, shown below for clarity:
+
+--==[ Zorin, 58 minutes ago -- Reason for shutdown-without-save 10/30/200 ]==--
+  The MUCK was shut down without save today at around 21:50EST to 
+roll back the database due to an administrative mistake. No more than one 
+hour of database changes were lost.
+--==[ Done ]==-----------------------------------------------------------------
+
+ All other theories within are purely conjecture. 
+ 
+
+ There. Now that you get the idea, here it is. I've trimmed out
+some private communication, and I'd cleaned out some simple 
+command spam. I have not edited it for relevancy.
+
+  
+
+###############################BEGIN####################################
+
+Louis shouts "I love the sight of corpses swingin' in the mornin'."
+(Public-shout)
+Allistar proceeds to the decontaminating room after coming into
+contact with a Tatyana.
+Vyvyan says, "Ask what brand. ;} There's lots of blacks - but they
+almost never look the same."
+Ranna giggles
+Satanica's mom just walked in and shoved a rug to my nose that my
+cat peed on and said, "This is why I don't want her in at night." o.o
+Louis says, "Harharhar."
+Vyvyan laughs.
+Vyvyan says, "Oh that sucks."
+Zorin mewmewmews, "She'd rather the cat possibly get killed outside?"
+Satanica went to the 1999 and 2000 Havarah camping trips, "I
+guess so."
+Vyvyan sorries for laughing at your pain, but it reminds her of
+her own. ;}
+Satanica is a star in the dope show, "We're keeping her in tomorrow
+obviously."
+Louis says, "You must keep the cat in on Halloween."
+Satanica dreams about sex all day, "Halloween, black cats..bad."
+iLeah red elvises, "We don't let the cat out."
+Yoshi purrs, "The cat will vanish."
+Vyvyan just CACKLES at everyones pain. HAH!
+Zorin mrrowrps, "Did the cat just start doing this recently?"
+Allistar's cat is already Satan.
+Zorin purrs, "If it did, it could be sick.."
+Satanica shavos, "No."
+iLeah burns through the witches, "We live on a major thoroughfare,
+next to a canyon full of coyotes, and giant raccoons prowl the
+streets."
+Satanica fragiles, "She's always done that."
+iLeah has a heart of glass, "You don't see many outside cats
+around. c.c"
+Satanica reggies, "My brother and I sneak her in at night."
+Yoshi purrs, "Don't you have a litterbox inside?"
+Allistar worship satanicas, "Satanica: Bladder infection."
+The Great Pumpkin opens a hidden hatch buried in the grass and
+climbs down into the Underground. The hatch snicks shut behind The
+Great Pumpkin.
+Yoshi purrs, "Or does she not like them...?"
+Allistar satanicas, "How old is the cat, Satanica?"
+Louis says, "My cat died of a bizarre liver disease."
+Satanica waits and bleeds, "Uhh.."
+Artemis emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Ranna's cat is...yeah...
+Artemis yawns loudly
+Allistar had a cat once that peed alot inside the house because it
+was old..
+Satanica dreams, "I don't wanna talk about my cat. I just wanted
+to share the rug thing. ;>"
+Allistar didos, "Like.. 16 years old."
+Allistar palmpilots, "at least 16 years."
+Satanica closer to gods, "Because I thought it was funny."
+Ranna "there's something not quite right about my cat...
+Zorin miaows, "Uhh, gotta go. BBL."
+Zorin jumps into Zorin's fur and disappears!
+Zorin's Tail swishes out after him.
+Allistar fluffmuck.orgs, "My current cat actually runs AFTER a
+border collie."
+Louis says, "iLeah, I want to live in a neighborhood with giant
+raccoons prowling the streets."
+Allistar fluffmuck.orgs, "Louis: Where's a pic of your BC?"
+Louis says, "I don't even post pics of me."
+Vyvyan's cats are dead. Sunshine, Stimpy, Josaphine, Rosaphine,
+Blackie, Mo, Greenday, and China. 'yotes got 'em, as did
+cars. Rosaphine broke her leg tho', somehow. I think a 'yote did
+it but she got away.
+Nekura says, ".."
+Nekura coughs
+Vyvyan grins, "China wasn't spayed. ;}"
+Louis says, "Nekura is back."
+Nekura hops in and out.
+Satanica likes pain!, "Greenday..aww."
+Nekura was playing on Nightmare mud
+Louis says, "Ew.. MUDs."
+Artemis gasp
+Louis says, "Now I must kill you, Nekura."
+Satanica!!
+Nekura O.O
+Les shouts "OH MY GOD!  You killed MILES!!! ......YAY!!"
+(Public-shout)
+Vyvyan nods. "My sister used to LOVE Greenday. Sun all the songs,
+wore the shirts, cut her hair like a boy, tore her jeans, wore two
+shoes that didn't match, and she was like, seven. But now she's a
+stupid tenniboper."
+Nekura pounces Louis!
+Nekura clings to Louis' skull
+Vyvyan says, "Er, sung."
+Ranna has disconnected.
+Nekura screams like a woman
+Ranna has connected.
+Allistar did? Allistar did!  (Public-pose)
+Louis curses Nekura.
+Allistar snipes Nekura!
+Ranna appologizes...
+Vyvyan wows. That was forever ago.
+Satanica darias, "In my math book there's this word problem and
+the name of the guy in it is Trent. ^^"
+Louis says, "Thank you, Koa."
+Burn shouts "...That's way harsh.  ...Well... He was harsh to
+me... so...  Yay."  (Public-shout)
+Vyvyan mmms.
+Allistar fluffmuck.orgs, "..oops.. wasn't Nek clinging to Louis'
+skull?"
+Satanica hugs her math book.
+Vyvyan says, "They should do mathbooks with popular music stars
+and such."
+Allistar burnCDs, "Sorry, Louis."
+Satanica can see what's on your mindss, "That'd be cool."
+Louis says, "My skull is protected by a TSI."
+Allistar yiffs, "Louis: Good."
+Satanica laughs insanely at another word problem. Billy Backstroke.
+Allistar time warps, "SATANICA. I need to ask something of you."
+Louis uhms.
+Allistar offers to carry Satanica with him.
+Jade shouts "http://jade.twu.net/jondavis/inbedwithkorn.jpg
+*drool*"  (Public-shout)
+Allistar jessups, "If I could borrow you for just one minute."
+Zorin shouts "Due to an unfortunate incident, the MUCK must be
+shut down without a save and restarted. A @bulletin will be posted
+describing what happened shortly after."  (Wiz-shout)
+Louis says, "That conjures up pornstars."
+Satanica shouts "How wrong wrong wrong that sounded."  (Public-shout)
+Allistar electrocutes, "..."
+Satanica kilts, "Umm."
+Artemis gasp
+Zorin shouts "Be back up in a bit."  (Wiz-shout)
+
+Immediate shutdown initiated by Zorin.
+
+Going down - Bye
+You're entering...
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+     ~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~--~
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+Fluff Park(#53396RLJ)
+You stand in the center of a dying strech of earth that, though once
+probably was a paridise, is now poisonous and diseased. The ground
+is carpeted with small thorny weeds, swirling into large prickled
+bushes surrounding the ruins of a weatherbeaten statue. The body of
+the figure, those parts that haven't worn away way or broken off,
+seems to be a lynx. but the head (made of newer and different stone)
+is that of a one-eyed tentecloid demon. It has no visible mouth, but
+it's still easy to get the impression that he's smiling evily at you.
+
+Moving out away from the statue, out of the thorny patch, are
+gnarled, half rotten trees so thick you'd need to burn the forest
+just to get lost in it. It does, however, thin a bit to the 'north'
+and the 'east' where remnants of paved road can be seen slowly
+cracking back to pebbles and dust.  A damged and rusting metal
+'object' sits near the edge of the treeline, and a gaping 'hole'
+in the ground, bordered by a metal frame, leads down.
+Contents:
+SIGN:  Area still under construction.(#53400)
+Mewbox wakes up.
+The next save will be in 55 mins, 10 secs.
+A mass of slimy tentecles drop out of the sky and grab you...
+Fluff Park(#53396RLJ)
+You stand in the center of a dying strech of earth that, though once
+probably was a paridise, is now poisonous and diseased. The ground
+is carpeted with small thorny weeds, swirling into large prickled
+bushes surrounding the ruins of a weatherbeaten statue. The body of
+the figure, those parts that haven't worn away way or broken off,
+seems to be a lynx. but the head (made of newer and different stone)
+is that of a one-eyed tentecloid demon. It has no visible mouth, but
+it's still easy to get the impression that he's smiling evily at you.
+
+Moving out away from the statue, out of the thorny patch, are
+gnarled, half rotten trees so thick you'd need to burn the forest
+just to get lost in it. It does, however, thin a bit to the 'north'
+and the 'east' where remnants of paved road can be seen slowly
+cracking back to pebbles and dust.  A damged and rusting metal
+'object' sits near the edge of the treeline, and a gaping 'hole'
+in the ground, bordered by a metal frame, leads down.
+Contents:
+SIGN:  Area still under construction.(#53400)
+You jump into catspace.
+Fluff Park
+You stand in a perfectly charming oasis of land, a clearing in the
+midst of a dense forest. The emerald-green grass is soft as a carpet
+under your paws. This place seems to welcome you, inviting you to
+flop down on the grass and relax.  In the center of the grass is a
+large obsidian column, jutting from the ground, which bears a grey
+marble sculpture of a lynx.  He stands on all fours, looking quite
+proud, tufted ears alert, serenely surveying the Land of Fluff.
+From this central location many paths are open to you. A
+teleporter 'pad' is here which will transport you to the Space
+Station Celeste. Feline Avenue leads away through the trees to the
+'north'; to the 'east' is Lynx Lane.  The park continues to the
+'west.' To the 'south', a narrow path through the vegetation leads
+to shimmering water.
+There's a small hatchlike door set into the ground. A narrow
+opening cut into a treetrunk is marked 'Bulletin Board Reading Room'
+(to enter, type "board"). You see a large SIGN here.
+ Furs here:
+Yoshi, Malameux, Blackheart, Starlet, SilverWolf, Ranna, Artemis,
+Satanica, Vyvyan, Allistar and Louis
+ Things here:
+Brenda, Space Moose, FluffHomesGuide and ACME Matter Generator
+Vyvyan kills herself. Look, blood!... BLOOOOOOD!
+Allistar idles to get more toosie rolls.
+Les shouts "WTF?  Miles is back?  I knew it was too good to be true."
+(Public-shout)
+Vyvyan is pissed off. She wants to angst.
+Starlet says, "AAGH!  Itchy eye!!!"
+Windwatcher shouts "We had a brief hope."  (Public-shout)
+Allistar kryptonites, "OMG. Yoshi:
+http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/p/ap/20001029/en/carousel_of_hope_j1l.html"
+Starlet claws at herself!
+Yoshi blinks, covered in ash from the explosions of the
+apocalypse. "Mew?"  (Public-pose)
+SHOUT: 18 folks heard that.
+Allistar shouts "Oh... my... god.
+http://dailynews.yahoo.com/h/p/ap/20001029/en/carousel_of_hope_j1l.html"
+(Public-shout)
+Roland shouts "God forbid Zorin grow a fucking spine."
+(Public-shout)
+Louis shouts "'I like to pick the wings off lobsters.' - Miles."
+(Public-shout)
+Anya has teleported in.
+Anya has arrived.
+You whisper, "Yoshi just resigned from TPL. ;.;" to Allistar.
+---> Louis de Algerie, Duc d'Fluff (Louis) just looked at you! <---
+>> Louis looked at you! (Male Clergyman Fox) <<
+Yoshi ehs at Louis?
+Nekura appears out of a ball of pure flame
+Nekura has arrived.
+Nekura says, "Wha happened?"
+==> Allistar pages, "Good for you." to you.
+Louis says, "Eh what?"
+Louis says, "I've never looked at you, Yosh."
+Vyvyan CACKLES! Opera is a freak.
+ttp://www.cnn.com/2000/TRAVEL/NEWS/10/26/fodors.survey/index.html
+Yoshi purrs, "If you say so."
+Blodoc shouts "Why does Fluff keep going down?"  (Public-shout)
+Ranna shouts "that was gross..."  (Public-shout)
+You page, "Fluff go boom... o.o" to Zorin.
+Anya walks into the reading room to read the board. ("board"
+to follow)
+You page, "Oh boy, fun fun fun!" to Zorin.
+Vyvyan sighs and lays down. She wants it to be tomorrow, so she
+can be at skool.
+Louis says, "Zorin keeps getting attacked by mutant rats from
+Yuggoth."
+Matrices emerges from a storm of violently swirling, black
+rainclouds...
+Matrices has arrived.
+a little black raincloud forms over Matrices' head...
+Matrices hugs Malameux!  Malameux mrrs and hugs her back tightly
+Malameux hugs Matrices!  Matrices hugs Puddin Taine back, 'cause
+he's her friend... awww...
+Blackheart changes into a Male nonmorphic husky.
+Matrices hugs Satanica!
+Louis says, "Hey, Matrices."
+Blackheart pounces Matrices!  Matrices is pounced upon!
+Matrices slaughters, "hewwo"
+Starlet hugs Matrices!  Matrices gets an akward look and slowly
+backs away...
+Matrices fuzzles Blackheart!
+Blackheart dies, "Have you seen this form Matrices?"
+Matrices hugs Starlet!  Starlet hugs back, and smooches the bad
+thing that happens to good people on the ear.
+Satanica hugs Matrices!  Matrices gets an akward look and slowly
+backs away...
+Matrices twitches, "oo"
+Yoshi purrs, "Poor fluff is choking lately."
+Room: Fluff Park
+Name----------------Stat--Sex---------Species---------------------------------
+Matrices[3s idle]   STAB  Female      Raver freak hybrid Oddity thing
+   Doing: Rayne. :}~~
+Nekura[1m idle]     DG?   male        Sexual Creature
+   Doing: I'm psycologically dirty man! Blow *censored*
+Yoshi               IC    male        ocelot
+   Doing: Callen mrrs, "Hmm, yoshi is an indisputable fact."
+Malameux[43s idle]  KILL! male        Ghost propelled Malamute corpse
+   Doing: Damnit, Billy. Kill me.
+Blackheart[25s idle]DARK  Male        nonmorphic husky
+Starlet[35s idle]         Female      Fox
+SilverWolf[1m idle] MAMA  Female      Wolf
+   Doing: o/~Nobody knows me. . .o/~
+Ranna[1m idle]      #H    Male        Red Fox
+   Doing: *pop!*
+Artemis[1m idle]          male        Sailor Kitten
+   Doing: I am the Dark Crystal!!!
+>Brenda[13s idle]         Male        Weasel
+|Satanica
+Satanica[13s idle]  NIN   female      human
+   Doing: Lost in this three-way dimension.
+Vyvyan[54s idle]    BRAIN Female      Anthro Iguana
+   Doing: Bite me, Fanboy!
+Allistar[2m idle]   STAFF Male        Mini-kitty
+   Doing: Getting ready to snipe you from 200 feet away.
+Louis[16s idle]     SAINT Male        Clergyman Fox
+   Doing: The Computer is your Friend, Citizen
+---[ Found 14 characters. ( 13 Awake / 1 Zombie )
+]---------------------------
+Louis says, "Evil."
+Yoshi pokes Allistar. Snipe?
+SilverWolf musically growls, "Zorin did that deliberately."
+SilverWolf wanders toward West Park.
+Ranna "mwa"
+Ranna "look at all the useful things I could have said, then consider
+Mwa...which is better?"
+Yoshi purrs, "Mwa."
+Ranna "Mwa"
+Neb emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Neb wanders toward West Park.
+I don't see that here.
+Awake Players: Matrices (Idle 1m26s), Nekura (Idle 2m25s), Yoshi,
+Malameux (Idle 2m7s), Blackheart (Idle 1m49s), Starlet (Idle 1m59s),
+Ranna, Artemis, Satanica (Idle 1m37s), Vyvyan (Idle 2m18s), Allistar
+(Idle 3m34s) and Louis
+Zombies: Brenda 
+Ranna "MwaNeb"
+Anya comes out of the reading room, blinking at the light.
+Vyvyan sighs.
+Dexter climbs back down from the High Side.
+Dexter has arrived.
+Louis says, "Dexter!"
+Yoshi passes out T-Shirts that say "I survived! - @armageddon 2000"
+Dexter molests Louos.
+Dexter says, "Louis, too."
+Allistar upgrades, "Sorry. Idle."
+Allistar palmpilots, "What happenede?"
+Louis has been molested. Woo!
+Vyvyan giggles.
+Satanica laughs more at her mathbook. Mr. Ditto's shelves.
+Louis says, "So, you've come down to preach amongst the Parkfurs?"
+Allistar carnivores, "Snipe what?"
+Vyvyan says, "Oooh, Dexter is a nice name... Mostly because I want
+to be Dexter from Dexters Lab... No, that's a lie. I wanna live
+ina game and be a Daughter of Ether."
+Malameux funkmasters, "Snipe hunt! Yay!"
+You whisper, "You're doing." to Allistar.
+==> Allistar pages, "What?" to you.
+Vyvyan says, "Whooooie!"
+SilverWolf comes in from West Park.
+Vyvyan shoots some guns.
+Yoshi read that as 'Daughter of Eris'.
+SilverWolf snugs Dexter.
+Vyvyan cackles!
+Ranna blinks
+Dexter says, "Dexter is a wonderful name. But I'm biased."
+Louis hehs. "Daughter of Eris."
+Vyvyan says, "I am a daughter of Eris."
+You whisper, "Your @doing line...talks about sniping people..." to
+Allistar.
+Vyvyan says, "Why?"
+Anya opens a hidden hatch buried in the grass and climbs down into
+the Underground. The hatch snicks shut behind her.
+Malameux slurps Starlet!  Starlet wipes herself on the slurper,
+giving the slobber back.
+Louis says, "Pineal gland fun."
+Artemis has left.
+Starlet hugs Malameux!  Malameux mrrs and hugs her back tightly
+Yoshi purrs, "WTF is the Pineal gland?"
+Louis says, "Sinister Dexter."
+Allistar snipes someone at random.
+Starlet wishes she could type.
+Allistar X-mens, "It's in a pine tree, Yoshi."
+Yoshi purrs, "I don't think Random is here."
+Yoshi wishes that also, Starlet...
+Malameux beats Alli with his whoopass stick. "Snipe! Snipe!"
+Louis says, "Endocrine organ."
+Dexter munches on snipe. MmmmMmmmgood.
+Louis says, "In the brain."
+Vyvyan goes to try and dress up like Eris... BBS.
+Allistar rajahs, "So... There's no new bulletin!"
+Yoshi erms...center of the brain...base instincts...right?
+Dexter hrms.
+SilverWolf forms into a glittering mist and swirls upward,
+disappearing into the sky.
+SilverWolf has left.
+Catfish crawls into view. Sneef!
+Catfish has arrived.
+Catfish burbles.
+Louis says, "According to the Principia Discordia you communicate
+with Eris through the pineal gland."
+Dexter goes off the Deep End!
+Dexter has left.
+Yoshi hrms and must learn to do this!
+Dexter shouts "Wow, did we Armageddon? Very cool."  (Public-shout)
+Neb shouts "Be afraid. Be very Afraid. Be VERY VERY VERY AFRAID. Mesa
+Mafia's back :)"  (Public-shout)
+Catfish bubbles, o0(I suppose if Dexter expects to see anything,
+I should be set Z.)0o
+Louis hehs.
+Yyzeff is Mesa Mafia's front. And a fine front I am...  (Public-pose)
+Yoshi nods at Catfish.
+Allistar shouts "Yep. o.o"  (Public-shout)
+Louis shouts "The LSP takes bribes..."  (Public-shout)
+Allistar must go. Later.
+Allistar has disconnected.
+Les shouts "The Mesa Mafia is back simply to make sure that Miles is
+toaded because he's a Child Predator.  I think it's pretty fucking
+sad that no one on the Wizstaff except Gillian is doing anything
+to stop that sick bastard."  (Public-shout)
+Ranna blinks
+Starlet sneezes!
+Malameux hugs Starlet!  Starlet hugs back, and smooches Puddin
+Taine on the ear.
+Yoshi tries desparately to figure out WTF has been going on around
+here.  (Public-pose)
+SHOUT: 21 folks heard that.
+You snug Ranna!  Ranna cuddles back warmly
+Mav emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Ranna "glad I (bless you) never met this Miles person..."
+Mav bites a few furs.
+==> In a page-pose to you, Louis is trying to, also.
+Malameux slurps Mav!
+Satanica dissentions, "What's going on?"
+Ranna nibbles Mav!
+Brightie teleports away.
+Brightie has left.
+Brenda bounds after Brightie.
+Brenda has left.
+Ranna hugs Mav!
+Ranna snugs you!
+Mav wruffs gruffly, "What is going on here?"
+Nekura pounces Louis!
+Nekura clings to Louis' skull
+Nekura screams like a woman
+Starlet giggles.
+Louis queries Lesdude.
+Starlet taps Nekura!
+Catfish bubbles, o0(The world's ending. Zorin's spineless, Yoshi
+is clueless. SNAFU.)0o
+Louis hmms.
+Nekura O.O
+Catfish(#7434JXZ) -- Owner: Dexter
+Louis says, "Good reason to archive."
+Nekura pounces Starlet!
+Yoshi snorts.
+Nekura yiffs Starlet!  Starlet mrrs, "Kinky."
+Louis says, "Will be back."
+Louis goes home.
+Louis has left.
+Zorin shouts "Uhh, I was completely in the dark about ALL of
+this. Let's get all the facts in before we start pointing fingers."
+(Public-shout)
+Starlet gropes Nekura!
+Mav shouts "I have ten fingers, that means I can blame ten furs. By
+chance I might get the right one?"  (Public-shout)
+Malameux throws the sleepers into a large chipper. *splat*
+Allistar is swept. Swept, dammit, swept.
+Allistar has left.
+Yoshi purrs, "Am I the only person that ever was a wizard that
+didn't toad anybody?"
+Louis emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Louis is back. :)
+Mav wruffs gruffly, "I've never toaded anyone."
+Dexter shouts "Dude, you're always in the dark."  (Public-shout)
+Yoshi regreets Louis.
+Vyvyan cackles, she's a good Eris. ^_^
+Name            On Line Idle  Now don't you feel guilty?
+Miles              0:20  1m $#!+
+40 fuzzyeared furryfloofythings!
+Louis had to @archive me=e just in case.
+Name            On Line Idle  Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
+Gillian            0:13  6s Sandworms...you hate 'em, right?
+40 fuzzyeared furryfloofythings!
+Kyn'Elwynn only needs two fingers, those in the middle ;) Snootch!
+(Public-pose)
+Starlet curls up under a bench and hides under her tail.
+Neb never understands why the people in charge ARENT the people in
+charge  (Public-pose)
+Player          | Stat | OnFor | Idle | Location
+----------------|------|-------|------|---------------------------------------
+Brightie        | NIN  |   21m |   1m | *Location Private*
+Pascal          | PURP |   21m |  22s | *Player Private*
+Blodoc          | TREA |   21m |  57s | FluffMUCK, Halloween Night
+CassieFox       | FOXI |   21m |   3s | In Zorin's Fur
+Zorin           | KITT |   21m |   1s | In Zorin's Fur
+Meerclar        |      |   21m |  19m | Quantum Singularity
+Cawwna          | IC   |   21m |   1m | room
+Miles           | IDL  |   21m |   1m | Miles' Room
+Windwatcher     |      |   21m |  18s | *Player Private*
+Matrices        | STAB |   21m |  23s | Fluff Park
+Vyvyan          | BRAI |   20m |  29s | Fluff Park
+Keet            | IC   |   20m |   1m | Inside Cottage
+Artemis         |      |   20m |   6m | ARINGA
+Blackheart      | DARK |   20m |  25s | Fluff Park
+Malameux        | KILL |   19m |  58s | Fluff Park
+Ranna           | #H   |   19m |   2m | Fluff Park
+Starlet         |      |   19m |   5s | Fluff Park
+SilverWolf      | MAMA |   19m |   1m | *Location Private*
+Mackenzie       | KLLM |   18m |  12s | FluffMUCK, Halloween Night
+Kyn'Elwynn      |      |   17m |   7s | Bedroom
+Yoshi           | IC   |   17m |   1s | *Player Private*
+D'Artagnan      |      |   16m |   1m | ARINGA
+Zwilk           |      |   16m |  15m | Zwilk's place of misc
+insanity
+Les             | MEEP |   16m |   1m | Master bedroom
+Avalon          |      |   15m |   1m | Main Room
+Nekura          | DG?  |   14m |  37s | Fluff Park
+Adrianna        | RED  |   14m |  34s | *Player Private*
+Brownie         |      |   13m |   1m | *Player Private*
+Gillian         | NTHR |   13m |  10s | *Player Private*
+Neb             |      |   10m |   2s | *Player Private*
+Dexter          |      |   10m |  35s | *Player Private*
+Banshee         |      |    6m |   2m | *Player Private*
+Mav             | #R   |    6m |  37s | Fluff Park
+Renac           |      |    5m |   5m | *Location Private*
+Anya            | FUEL |    3m |   2m | FluffMUCK, Halloween Night
+Baloo           |      |    1m |  57s | Baloo's Room
+Kagerou         | IDL  |    1m |   1m | HoloDeck
+Louis           | SAIN |   44s |  21s | *Player Private*
+---[ 38 players are connected. (Max was 40 since Startup 21 minutes
+ago) ]----
+Brightie chops off Mav's fingers.  (Public-pose)
+Malameux snuggles Starlet!
+Starlet nuzzles Malameux!
+Jigglypuff emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+Jigglypuff opens a hidden hatch buried in the grass and climbs down
+into the Underground. The hatch snicks shut behind Jigglypuff.
+Matrices shouts "If ANYONE needs @toaded it's Sebastian... he judges
+people too harshly, then page #ignores them when they try to talk."
+(Public-shout)
+Calvin emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Matrices hugs Calvin!
+Calvin hi5s Nekura!
+Calvin hugs Matrices!  Matrices hugs Calvin back, 'cause Calvin's
+her friend... awww...
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ugh I am sickl"
+Windwatcher shouts "Relax, I've got a list."  (Public-shout)
+Gillian shouts "Matrices has obviously only been around for a year
+or so. . ."  (Public-shout)
+Louis shouts "Gee."  (Public-shout)
+Mikael shouts "...What happened?"  (Public-shout)
+Malameux crawls under the bench and snuggles up with Starlet. Mmm.
+InterCom> Matrices says morbidly, "True. would you like to play
+the true false game again?"
+InterCom> Calvin xenomorphs, "false"
+Starlet smooches Malameux!  Malameux awws, and smooches her back!
+Yoshi shouts "If anyone needs to be @toaded, it's that fleabag
+Yoshi. How many times do I have to tell you, he's a red commie hell
+bent on demoralizing the Mu---Otoh. Um. Whoops. Wrong login...You
+did not see this..."  (Public-shout)
+SHOUT: 28 folks heard that.
+Nikkita emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+InterCom> Les wuffs, "Uh.. Matrices... Get a clue."
+Nikkita waves
+Calvin xenomorphs, "how do you set an entrence message?"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "hi Nikki"
+Nekura shouts "Long as I'm not on the list.. and my random
+girlfriends arn't I couldn't care less."  (Public-shout)
+Blackheart lays next to Matrices, sighing
+Yyzeff shouts "Sebastian shouldn't be @toaded for that. It is
+everyone's God-given right to Not Listen to anything you have to
+say. That's your problem, not theirs."  (Public-shout)
+You page-pose, "Yoshi's prolly on the list. =p" to Nekura
+You have 92879 Mini-Kitties.
+Jigglypuff shouts "If anyone needs to be @toaded, it should be
+Nekura."  (Public-shout)
+Matrices officially stays out of the shout-conversation now... her
+opinion is obviously not cared for.
+Les shouts "I don't even BELIEVE that sick f*ck Miles is being
+compared to someone for PAGE #IGNORE!"  (Public-shout)
+Ranna turns off @shout
+Vyvyan hrmmms, she has no apples. She only has turnups. Maybe she
+can have a turnup of Discord.
+Yoshi hehs at Ranna.
+Malameux nuzzlekisses Starlet!
+Starlet snuggles Malameux!
+Calvin xenomorphs, "anyhow, how do I set an entrence message?"
+Nikkita growls, "nope, I dunno"
+Louis says, "Turnips of Discord are good."
+Malameux funkmasters, "For teleport?"
+Matrices 666s, "use the teleport progtam."
+Calvin shouts "If you toad me, I'll send my legion of park nazis
+to yell at you"  (Public-shout)
+Matrices hates the way you breathe, "type t #help"
+Vyvyan giggles, then idles...
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ok "
+Arcanix emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Arcanix rumbles, "Hello"
+@armageddon(#20088E) -- Owner: Zorin
+Blackheart leans against Matrices
+Ranna "hewwo"
+Matrices snugs Blackheart idly.
+Dark_G? shouts "Save the Coral Reefs! Save the children of the sea!"
+(Public-shout)
+Calvin xenomorphs, "does typing park count as a teleport?"
+You have 92879 @toad-@armageddon disasters.
+Blackheart snugs Matrices back, sighing
+Vyvyan shouts "Looks like the Turnip of Discord I threw in has
+worked... Muwhahaha! Vyv-Eris and her Turnip of Dicord strikes
+again!"  (Public-shout)
+Matrices 666s, "no."
+Yoshi purrs, "No."
+Matrices goths, "you'd have to type t park"
+Matrices yarms, "or tport park or something like that."
+Blodoc emerges from the UnderGround.
+Mackenzie has arrived.
+>>  A large poof of smoke appears, and the strong scent of cannibas
+and cocaine fills the room. The smoke forms the figure of Mackenzie,
+smoking a joint... big surprise.
+Blodoc brings Mackenzie with him, holding hands.
+>> The Caffeineated Wolf strolls in, wagging his tail.
+Mackenzie didn't know that was you!!!
+Blodoc says spooooookily, "Duh!"
+Nikkita growls, "well, it's going from 1 place ta another :P"
+Ranna giggles
+Ranna tries to go to the park, but to his surprise, he finds that
+he's already here.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I just want to set a message for when I come
+into the park"
+Mackenzie cries!
+Mackenzie goths, "I thought you were an Anthropomorphic Wolf!!"
+Matrices NINs, "I dunno if you can do that, unless you use teleport."
+Blodoc morphed!
+Blodoc tailpokes Mackenzie!
+Mackenzie didn't see!!
+Matrices used teleport, so feh.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ack, confused and spammed"
+Mav wruffs gruffly, "This place sucks, and it sucks so bad it is
+starting to implode."
+Mackenzie grovels. "I"M SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
+Ranna flops down on the ground
+Louis says, "I suppose."
+Arcanix bouncies
+Ranna "Mwa"
+Yoshi meows at Mav. c.c
+Louis says, "Not like the so-called 'Golden Age'."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "brb, I need to go home and work on this"
+Calvin goes home.
+Calvin has left.
+Nekura says, "Well damn Mav. Leave?"
+Nikkita goes home.
+Nikkita has left.
+Yoshi wonders where the hell he'd go if not Fluff...
+Louis can't leave here, is stuck.
+Blodoc wishes Zorin would post the frikkin bulletin to explain what
+keeps causing this muck to go down in flames trailing huge columns
+of billowing black smoke.
+Nekura says, "nightmare mud"
+Blodoc steps on the pad, vanishing with a bad effect.
+Mackenzie has left.
+Blodoc leaves, taking Mackenzie with him by the hand.
+Arcanix has left.
+Mav does leave, so there. :P
+Yoshi purrs, "It's a social problem this time, Blodoc."
+You cling Mav!
+Louis says, "Stay, Mav!"
+Mav wruffs gruffly, "It's always a social problem. :P"
+Mav :stuphs the space moose in his pocket.
+Blodoc beams down from the Space Station Celeste.
+Blodoc has arrived.
+Mackenzie has arrived.
+>>  A large poof of smoke appears, and the strong scent of cannibas
+and cocaine fills the room. The smoke forms the figure of Mackenzie,
+smoking a joint... big surprise.
+Blodoc brings Mackenzie with him, holding hands.
+>> The Caffeineated Wolf strolls in, wagging his tail.
+Mav decides they want to go to hell, so Sparky goes there... and
+Sparky dies, Sparky went to hell and died.
+Mav has left.
+Louis aws.
+Yoshi does the bad Resident Evil acting, "NO, DON'T GO!"
+Nekura says, "DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD!"
+Blodoc wanders toward West Park.
+Mackenzie has left.
+Blodoc leaves, taking Mackenzie with him by the hand.
+Louis says, "Dammit."
+Nekura sings and dances
+Yoshi chuckles at Nekura.
+Blackheart changes into a Male husky.
+Starlet giggles and hands Nekura some money.
+Louis says, "Mav provides me with all my fun."
+Blackheart sits up
+Brenda has teleported in.
+Brenda has arrived.
+Nekura snuggles Starlet!
+Malameux has connected.
+Nekura touches Starlet!
+Jadi soars in off the thermals and lands on her usual high perch.
+Jadi has arrived.
+Malameux pokes his connection with something rusty and pointy.
+Malameux has disconnected.
+Starlet thwaps Nekura!  DG? looks at the thwaper with an angry gleam
+in his eyes and asks them calmly "Why the hell did you do that?"
+Ranna hides, darn parents
+Nekura c.c
+Starlet says, "No touching!"
+Louis shouts "Gun fer hire. Getcher gun fer hire. Will kill for
+food and ammo."  (Public-shout)
+Mikael emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Mikael says, "What'd Sebastian do THIS time?"
+Yoshi dunnos what's up.
+I don't see that here.
+Louis says, "It is something involving Miles."
+Calvin shouts "stop trying to take my business, damnit!"
+(Public-shout)
+Matrices hates him... stated her opinion, and stays out of the
+conversation.
+Mikael says, "Oh."
+Yoshi purrs, "Something pretty bad,"
+Nekura studys up on day trading
+Mikael says, "He's an ass."
+Louis says, "Tcheky is laughing her ass off, and I can't get any
+straight answers."
+Malameux has connected.
+Yoshi purrs, "Someone toaded him."
+Louis says, "One of those usual Fluff wacko incidents."
+Malameux pokes his connection with something rusty and pointy.
+Malameux has disconnected.
+Yoshi purrs, "That's all I know."
+Louis says, "He's still on my WF."
+Yoshi purrs, "That's why Zorin  crashed the muck."
+Louis ahs.
+Yoshi purrs, "To bring back the old db and...you get the idea."
+Nekura O.
+Nekura says, "Someone toaded Zorin?"
+Yoshi purrs, "Miles."
+Louis says, "Yah, I got the idea."
+Nekura says, "Someone.. toaded ZOrin?"
+Starlet cries.  She doesn't WANT to take a 2 year old
+trick-or-treating!!
+Nekura says, "Miles Toaded Zorin?"
+Mikael says, "Miles toaded Zorin!? o_O"
+Blackheart yaps, "I'd have a problem if Miles got toaded"
+Mikael says, "So would I."
+Brenda snarl, "No, stupid, Miles got toaded."
+Yoshi purrs, "No one can Toad Zorin, Nek. Jeesh."
+Ranna patpats Starlet!
+Nekura says, ".."
+Mikael says, "Miles kicks ass. =p"
+Nekura says, "Why the hell did you say that?"
+Yoshi laughs.
+Starlet cries on Ranna's shoulder!
+Yoshi purrs, "I didn't."
+Mikael says, "Why the hell did he get toaded?"
+Louis says, "I wonder who toaded him."
+Blackheart whimpers, "Miles is my mate's friend"
+Louis has had funny conversations with Miles.
+Ranna hugs Starlet!  Starlet hugs back, and smooches Ranna on
+the ear.
+Ranna hugs Yoshi!   Here's Yoshi's clever ohug that just makes you
+feel all warm and fuzzy!
+Malameux Mr. Bungles, "My connection sucks, so I go."
+Malameux hugs Matrices!  Matrices hugs Puddin Taine back, 'cause
+he's her friend... awww...
+Malameux loves Starlet!
+Brenda snarl, "So Zorin lied to us and got all worried?"
+Louis cannot get any info, ergh.
+Yoshi purrs, "Wow, this is like flicking a soggy cigarette but into
+a forest..."
+Starlet smooches Malameux!  Malameux awws, and smooches her back!
+Yoshi purrs, "Forest fires start."
+Avalon emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Avalon waves.
+Ranna "mwar, bbs"
+Malameux frenchies, "Byebye. bbl."
+Malameux explodes, sending twirling chunks of flesh and guts flying
+through the air. *splat*
+Malameux has left.
+You hug Ranna!  Ranna mrrs and hugs back tightly!
+Brenda snarl, "I mean..I thought there was something wrong with
+the muck. That's low."
+Yoshi purrs, "He was under time pressure."
+Ranna waves
+The next save will be in 25 mins, 35 secs.
+Calvin has teleported in.
+Calvin has arrived.
+Mikael says, "Miles is a friend of my alt, Michelle. =)"
+Ranna rars
+Ranna goes home.
+Ranna has left.
+Nekura says, "Miles is an introvert"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I guess that works"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "oh"
+Avalon wanders toward West Park.
+Calvin goes home.
+Calvin has left.
+Matrices elasticas, "you have to set the props"
+Nekura says, "Blackheart stop worrying about your mate so much."
+Matrices slaughters, "urp. he left."
+Nekura says, "Feh... screw you AOL"
+Matrices stays out of this conversation now.
+Matrices wanders toward West Park.
+a little black raincloud hangs over Matrices' head as she leaves...
+Blackheart wanders toward West Park.
+Jadi catches the thermals and soars away.
+Jadi has left.
+Louis says, "Gilly or one of the unregistered probably toaded him."
+Fluff Park
+You stand in a perfectly charming oasis of land, a clearing in the
+midst of a dense forest. The emerald-green grass is soft as a carpet
+under your paws. This place seems to welcome you, inviting you to
+flop down on the grass and relax.  In the center of the grass is a
+large obsidian column, jutting from the ground, which bears a grey
+marble sculpture of a lynx.  He stands on all fours, looking quite
+proud, tufted ears alert, serenely surveying the Land of Fluff.
+From this central location many paths are open to you. A
+teleporter 'pad' is here which will transport you to the Space
+Station Celeste. Feline Avenue leads away through the trees to the
+'north'; to the 'east' is Lynx Lane.  The park continues to the
+'west.' To the 'south', a narrow path through the vegetation leads
+to shimmering water.
+There's a small hatchlike door set into the ground. A narrow
+opening cut into a treetrunk is marked 'Bulletin Board Reading Room'
+(to enter, type "board"). You see a large SIGN here.
+ Furs here:
+Yoshi, Mikael, Louis, Nekura, Starlet and Vyvyan[idle 10m42s]
+ Things here:
+Brenda, Catfish, FluffHomesGuide and ACME Matter Generator
+Catfish sneefs and wriggles away.
+Catfish has left.
+Yoshi purrs, "The shouts seem to indicate Gillian... p"
+Nekura says, "LOL"
+Brenda bounds after Brightie.
+Brenda has left.
+Ylla waves.
+Starlet says, "Currency.  Mmm."
+Louis says, "I would guess so."
+Yoshi reads the currency.
+Yoshi hehs to Starlet.
+Nekura says, "Why would Gillian toad Zorin?"
+Starlet smiles and then departs to her home.
+Yoshi purrs, "Not Zorin!!!!"
+Louis kills Nekura.
+Starlet goes home.
+Starlet has left.
+Louis says, "You dumbassio!"
+You pounce Nekura!  DG? tumbles back laughing
+Louis strangles Nek.
+Nekura says, "erm.. Miles"
+You ticklenoogiedeath Nekura!
+Nekura says, "GAH!!"
+Yoshi starts laughing helplessly.
+The Voices are unleashed upon the room...
+Nekura says, "ok.. Gillian toads Miles so in order to get Miles
+back Zorin shuts it down without restart"
+Ylla walks into the reading room to read the board. ("board"
+to follow)
+Nekura gets it
+Louis says, "Yes."
+Yoshi purrs, "Oh great, the voices. =p"
+Louis says, "But beyond that, I know nothing."
+Yoshi purrs, "That's the current theory, Nekura."
+Nekura says, "Ahhh."
+Louis says, "Save that Gillian is laughing, and everyone is chaotic."
+Nekura says, "SAVE THE PIGMY WHALES!"
+Louis says, "This is more chaos than I, a Discordian even, can take."
+Nekura runs around screaming
+Nekura kicks in a couple of doors and riots and throws some
+trash cans
+Yoshi is enjoying it in a sick way, Louis.
+Louis says, "Same here, Yoshi."
+Yoshi purrs, "Mostly because I don't have to deal with it."
+Louis says, "I'm just yucky at the lack of information."
+Yoshi feels guilty for enjoying it though because he feels sorry
+for Zorin.
+Nekura is too!
+Yoshi nods at Louis.
+Nekura says, "why you feel bad for Zorin?"
+Louis says, "But I also @archived me=e just in case."
+Yoshi likes him?
+Yoshi otohs and does that...
+arch(#49552E)
+Yoshi's Omnibus Archiving Enviroment Room(#55647RJ)
+***End of List***
+2 objects found.
+You jump into catspace.
+Yoshi's Omnibus Archiving Enviroment Room(#55647RJ)
+Thank you for recycling.
+[Start Dump]
+
+Lots of spam here
+
+[End Dump]
+You jump into catspace.
+Fluff Park
+You stand in a perfectly charming oasis of land, a clearing in the
+midst of a dense forest. The emerald-green grass is soft as a carpet
+under your paws. This place seems to welcome you, inviting you to
+flop down on the grass and relax.  In the center of the grass is a
+large obsidian column, jutting from the ground, which bears a grey
+marble sculpture of a lynx.  He stands on all fours, looking quite
+proud, tufted ears alert, serenely surveying the Land of Fluff.
+From this central location many paths are open to you. A
+teleporter 'pad' is here which will transport you to the Space
+Station Celeste. Feline Avenue leads away through the trees to the
+'north'; to the 'east' is Lynx Lane.  The park continues to the
+'west.' To the 'south', a narrow path through the vegetation leads
+to shimmering water.
+There's a small hatchlike door set into the ground. A narrow
+opening cut into a treetrunk is marked 'Bulletin Board Reading Room'
+(to enter, type "board"). You see a large SIGN here.
+ Furs here:
+Yoshi, Mikael[idle 6m57s], Louis, Nekura and Vyvyan[idle 15m8s]
+ Things here:
+The Voices, FluffHomesGuide and ACME Matter Generator
+Yoshi is @archived now.
+Nekura says, "The spam!"
+Louis says, "That's why I left, Yoshi."
+Yoshi sees.
+Louis says, "Nekura, I said go to another room and do it."
+Nekura shudders and falls
+Yoshi hehs at Nekura.
+Yoshi plants a daisy by Nekura's grave?
+You start to hallucinate. You can hear them in your head... screaming
+things at you, infesting your brain with horrible thoughts,
+posessing, commanding, tormenting, corrupting...
+Agonizing over:
+Type 'a special place' to go somewhere special.
+Room: Fluff Park
+Name----------------Stat--Sex---------Species---------------------------------
+Yoshi[1s idle]      IC    male        ocelot
+   Doing: Callen mrrs, "Hmm, yoshi is an indisputable fact."
+>The Voices[28s idle 777  -unknown-   Hallucination
+|Matrices
+Mikael[7m idle]           male        Skunk
+   Doing: Asobi wa owari
+   da! Nake! Sakebe! SOSHITE.... SHINEIIIIIIIIII!!
+Louis[1s idle]      SAINT Male        Clergyman Fox
+   Doing: The Computer is your Friend, Citizen
+Nekura[29s idle]    DG?   male        Sexual Creature
+   Doing: I'm psycologically dirty man! Blow *censored*
+Vyvyan[16m idle]    BRAIN Female      Anthro Iguana
+   Doing: Bite me, Fanboy!
+---[ Found 6 characters. ( 5 Awake / 1 Zombie )
+]-----------------------------
+Louis says, "Nekura, you're a dumbassio sometimes."
+Nekura says, "Jeah I know"
+Nekura says, "did that spam you?"
+Nekura says, "sorry"
+Louis says, "Do you want to save data about your character in case
+Fluff dies?"
+Yoshi purrs, "No."
+Calvin comes in riding a very large truck called a
+kaputzenwagen. Calvin stands behind the cab on the bed of the
+truck, behind the trigger of an MG42 Light Machine Gun mounted on
+an anti-aircraft tripod. He then exclaims "Ich bin das Parknazi,
+einlade mich zu Ihren keggars, oder ich kreische an Ihnen!" (I am
+the park nazi, invite me to your keggars, or I will yell at you)
+Calvin has arrived.
+Nekura says, "Calvin"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "Nekura"
+Yoshi purrs, "CAlviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin!"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "Yoshi"
+Louis says, "The National Socialist German Worker's Party strikes
+again."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I'm just a mere park-nazi"
+SilverWolf's silver hawk appears.  The light flashing off its
+body shimmers into the colors of the Aurora Borealis, causing you
+to blink.  When the light disappears, SilverWolf is there.
+SilverWolf has arrived.
+Mewbox bounces energetically, "Mew!"
+Louis says, "My @archive me=e runs 3506 lines."
+Yoshi didn't  measure his.
+Nekura says, "ugh"
+Nekura has no idea but knows its a long ammount
+Louis says, "I just opened my log and went to the end, and Emacs
+gave me the line number."
+Property set.
+That is not edible.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I don't measure mine either, for I have, *da
+da da da* the biggest dong in all the land!"
+Louis says, "Checks out pretty dang good."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "so basically, Louis, you measured your log from
+the end?"
+Louis says, "Uh."
+Louis says, "Nazi bastard."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "no swear for you!"
+Calvin whips Louis!
+Louis oops.
+Louis says, "Bnasturd, rather."
+Mewbox> You take a bite of Nibbles, savoring its flavor, finishing
+it.
+Mewbox eats some of Nibbles, finishing it.
+Louis says, "I wonder if Zorin will armageddon and just use 97Fluff."
+Mewbox mwuahahahas! It will be Yoshi's only puppet.
+Maverick_Xavier emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+Yoshi purrs, "Well, if he does, I can re-make my stuff at least."
+Louis says, "Yah."
+Maverick_Xavier goes home.
+Maverick_Xavier has left.
+Nekura says, "596 lines  for me"
+Nekura figured it out by multiplication
+Louis says, "Mine is bigger."
+Nekura says, "..."
+Nekura says, "You may have the bigger @archive"
+Louis says, "And I do that just to be typical male."
+Nekura says, "BUT I HAVE THE BIGGEST DONG IN THE lAND"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "augh"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "let's do the time warp again"
+Louis shouts "Anybody wanna bid on Aleister Crowley's soul? I've
+got it up on eHell."  (Public-shout)
+Nekura says, "What instructions"
+Vyvyan shouts "Oooh! I'll bid $15.00!"  (Public-shout)
+Louis says, "Nevermind."
+Vyvyan waves. ^_^
+Vyvyan says, "Where'd everyone, go?"
+Nekura wants to see the @bulliten but whatever
+Louis says, "Everybody is trying to find out what the hell is
+happening."
+Brightie emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+Brenda has arrived.
+Brenda bounds in after Brightie.
+Ranna emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Nekura says, "miles is online now"
+Brightie revives, "Waaaait a minute."
+Vyvyan bahs! The black velvet-like fabric has stained her otherwise
+white bra black, and her hands are gray. o.O;
+Louis hehs.
+Brightie Da Da Das, "Someone tell me what the hell is going on."
+Vyvyan hugs Brightie. She hasn't the slightest.
+Louis says, "There is a theory."
+Louis says, "Someone toaded Miles, so Zorin shutdown the muck,
+which restored him."
+Brightie is too sexy for her 56k modems, "Bad stuff is happening
+and I'm totally lost and scared."
+Brightie tortures, "Is that true though?"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ugh"
+Vyvyan says, "Like, what?"
+Louis says, "We think it is."
+Nekura says, "Me and Louis... will investigate."
+Louis says, "Gillian is laughing her ass off, and I can't get
+any info."
+Nekura puts on a suit
+Vyvyan hahs.
+Ranna needs....blanket...
+Brightie joe boxers, "Err."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I just cut myself on an exacto knife"
+Vyvyan says, "What happened?"
+Vyvyan laughs.
+Brightie feels like screaming, "What'd Miles do to get himself
+toaded?"
+Louis says, "We don't know."
+Louis says, "Zorin didn't toad him."
+Louis says, "It was probably Gillian or an unregistered."
+Brightie doesn't like Alice in Chains, "Hmm. Yeah."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "there are others with power?"
+Vyvyan leans on Brightie. She has her shit-kicker German army boots
+on. And a black skirt. And no shirt - just a bra, because she was
+playing with her Eris outfit.
+Allistar emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+:CueCat bounds in looking for Allistar..
+Brightie chases sirens, "ooh, go vyv!"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I must seek this power"
+Allistar waves
+Allistar hugs Vyvyan!
+Nekura told Zorin long ago to give him a Wiz bit but nooooo
+Ranna has disconnected.
+Calvin yells "kein Schlaf fr Sie!" (no sleep for you) and blows
+the sleeper up with a panzerfaust
+Ranna gets flung far past the ninth gate, and is therefore better
+than all the other sleepers
+Ranna has left.
+Vyvyan drinks Mt. Dew and leans back in a chair. She feels so cool
+in just a black skirt and boots. Her bra /was/ white - but the
+black velvet-like fabric of her Eris toga stained it gray.
+Ranna emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored fluffs.
+Louis says, "Alli..."
+Brightie 's god pouts on the cover of the magazine, "Weeeird."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "what did Alli do?"
+Louis says, "I suggest you @archive yourself."
+Allistar meows, "Why?"
+You whisper, "Yoshi knows for sure that someone was toaded, that's
+why he downed the server." to Brightie.
+Allistar pirates, "What's gonna happen?"
+Louis says, "Weird shnuff is going down."
+Allistar puddings, "like?"
+You whisper, "Zorin told me himself. I'm guessing miles from the
+shouts." to Brightie.
+Nekura gets a gun and a big truck
+Louis says, "Miles was toaded."
+Brightie whispers, "I guess so.." to you.
+Nekura says, "The world is ending!"
+Nekura says, "ENDING"
+Allistar X-mens, "..."
+Allistar erases, "Why?"
+Brightie paigehaleys, "Feh."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "hey Nek, jump into my kaputzenwagen!"
+Louis says, "So Zorin shutdown the muck, which restored Miles."
+Nekura jumps in his truck and drives down the street he got a big
+truck because he knows people want to ram him
+Louis says, "Gillian or one of the unregistered toaded him."
+Brightie dramaticas, "Yes."
+Louis says, "Mav left the MUCK because of it."
+Brightie dreams about sex all day, "It's all falling into place.."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "this is weird, because the ActionXtreme forums
+were hacked and a few accounts were erased"
+Brightie voodoos, "Mav left the muck for good?"
+Allistar shouts "Where's the bulletin that you promised us?"
+(Public-shout)
+Yoshi wonders what info Brightie has?
+Louis says, "I'm pretty sure."
+Yoshi purrs, "Probably not, Brightie."
+Yoshi's betting he'll be back,
+Louis says, "Yah."
+Nekura nods
+Allistar nekuras, "Gillian's not a wiz anymore!"
+Blodoc shouts "I was thinking the same thing."  (Public-shout)
+Louis says, "Mav probably will be."
+Ranna shivers, gets...blanket...
+Allistar fluffs, "type wizzes #all"
+Gillian(#6254PBJX) -- Owner: Gillian
+Calvin shouts "it's all a conspiracy against ME!"  (Public-shout)
+Nekura says, "The guys like a case of herpees. You'll never get
+rid of him"
+Yoshi purrs, "Whoa.. "
+Brightie o.o
+Louis says, "She must have done it."
+Nekura O.O
+Yoshi > Gillian(#6254PBJX) -- Owner: Gillian
+Allistar downloads, "Taht's why!"
+Vyvyan blinks.
+( Bulletin! Bulletin! Bulletin! Bulletin! )  (Public-spoof)
+Allistar pikas, "That."
+Yoshi purrs, "We know who did it now."
+Allistar klondikes, "Yes."
+Brightie went to the 1999 and 2000 Havarah camping trips, "Yep."
+Allistar fluffmuck.orgs, "You can thank me for figuring it out."
+You nuzzle Allistar!
+Allistar mini-kittys, "and I wasn't even on to know."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "it was Gil?"
+Allistar uhoh-boom.coms, "Yes."
+Nekura knew it
+Calvin xenomorphs, "what was her Motive?"
+Nekura knew it all along
+Louis suspected Tcheky due to her behavior.
+Allistar meows, "Which was why Zorin said that the muck would not
+be saved."
+Yoshi purrs, "No one knows."
+Nekura says, "Miles is a little child preditor"
+Nekura says, "Ask less"
+Allistar floppies, "Miles probably owns a large portion of the muck."
+I don't see that here.
+Brightie doesn't suggest Taxi Driver for depression, "Child
+predator?"
+Louis says, "Of course, over the shout Les claimed Miles was a
+child predator."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "awww, I wasn't bleeding as bad as I had hoped"
+Yoshi purrs, "Umm."
+Nekura says, "Jeah."
+Brightie papa roachs, "Hmmm."
+Louis says, "I asked Gillian about it, she said he was probably
+baiting him."
+Yoshi purrs, "Ok."
+Nekura's trying to get someinfo
+Louis says, "Windy is probably involved."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "oh well, in the long run, that's a good thing"
+Allistar electrocutes, "I'm guessing either Miles owns a large
+portion of fluff.."
+Louis says, "Uh."
+Nekura says, "Windwatcher? Why do you say that?"
+Allistar matrices, "Or... Gillian toaded him in response to
+something."
+Yoshi purrs, "Windy's got his fingers in every pie...."
+Louis says, "Unathorized toads are a no-no."
+Windwatcher shouts "Bulletin: You're all fired. Please empty
+out your desks and security will escort you from the building."
+(Public-shout)
+Allistar types, "Louis: I know."
+Louis says, "Windy is everywhere, Nek."
+Yoshi purrs, "He's got bugs on every line..."
+Nekura Knows htis
+Yoshi stops trying to sing now.
+Nekura says, "DAMN windwatcher!"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "uh?"
+Louis is glad he archived.
+Nuclear launch detected. No need to clear your desks, you will
+be nuked.  (Public-pose)
+Yoshi lights his desk on fire.  (Public-pose)
+SHOUT: 21 folks heard that.
+Yoshi laughs at the shouts.
+Allistar loves his new char, Nuclear.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "wind can see my raunchy "me time" when I think
+I'm alone?"
+Yoshi is damn glad he's logging all this.
+Louis pulls out his tommy gun, and prepares for the
+Apocalypse. "Priest-warrior at large!"  (Public-pose)
+Brightie logging too.
+Louis says, "Good."
+Allistar starts logging.
+Yoshi -always- has logs running.
+Louis says, "I couldn't get it logged."
+Louis says, "What is your email, Yoshi?"
+Matrices emerges from a storm of violently swirling, black
+rainclouds...
+Matrices has arrived.
+a little black raincloud forms over Matrices' head...
+Guest3 has arrived.
+Matrices enters, with Guest3 walking along next to him.
+Allistar radds, "I have a feeling we should @archive"
+Yoshi purrs, "In fact, I need to clean them out, and when I go to
+clean this up for safekeeping, I thinking I will."
+Louis will probably inquire about a log later, if you don't mind.
+Matrices waves
+Yoshi nodnods, sure.
+Guest3 waves!
+Allistar worship ileahs, "I'll brb"
+Allistar tries to go to the park, but to his surprise, he finds
+that he's already here.
+Ranna wants to know too...
+Allistar goes home.
+Allistar has left.
+:CueCat bounds out after Allistar..
+Yoshi purrs, "You'll only know what I know."
+Nekura pulls up to Louis in his truck
+Allistar emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+:CueCat bounds in looking for Allistar..
+Louis shrugs.
+Allistar coca-colas, "There."
+The Voices fade out, then dissappear...
+Brightie shakes her head. This is damn crazy.
+Allistar bounces, "Archive done."
+Calvin hugs Matrices!  Matrices hugs Calvin back, 'cause Calvin's
+her friend... awww...
+Yoshi purrs, "But anyone that wants what I happen to be logging,
+email yoshi@aros.net"
+Matrices hugs Calvin!
+Allistar has a really bad feeling.
+Matrices closes her eyes, a blue-green glow surrounds her... The
+glow recedes leaving Matrices in her normal form...
+Nekura shakes his head and rumbles around the park in his truck
+Vyvyan says, "Alli, if your gonna puke - do it over there..."
+Allistar call me crazys, "...no..."
+Guest3 hugs Matrices!  Matrices gets an akward look and slowly
+backs away...
+Allistar downloads, "I have a bad feeling about what happened."
+Burn keeps the lynx at bay, via chains.  (Public-pose)
+You hug Allistar!
+Matrices hugs Guest3!
+Calvin xenomorphs, "Die Parknazis erobern das apocolypse"
+Allistar shouts "I have a theory of what happened."  (Public-shout)
+Yoshi thinks something like this has been brewing for a long time.
+Brightie plays kill-by-numbers, "I do too, Allistar."
+Louis jumps in Nekura's truck, Tommy gun ready.
+Nekura says, "Windwatcher refuses to comment to me"
+Calvin shouts "Die Parknazis erobern das apocolypse"  (Public-shout)
+Nekura nods to Louis
+Brightie was voted off the island, "Something bad's gonna happen. I
+can sense it."
+Calvin hops in
+Guest3 wails! Matrices no like 'er? Bah. Screw it. She knows Matrices
+likes her.
+Allistar dailypirates, "I know, Brightie."
+Yoshi purrs, "I couldn't tell where from, but the feeling was
+unmistakeable."
+Nekura rides Louis around in his big truck
+Louis says, "Yes."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "Nice thompson, is it an M1A1, or an M1928?"
+Matrices needs to @archive herself...
+Calvin xenomorphs, "M1921?"
+Allistar did so already, Mati.
+Brightie the perfect drugs, "Something that'll really change
+the muck."
+Allistar's tail puffs up.
+Yoshi nods...while there's still time, Matrices.
+Nekura waves his  Sawed off shotgun wildly in the air
+Allistar yiffs, "Brightie: I know."
+Nekura says, "FLuff armageddon"
+Louis says, "On Fluff97 Zorin and I were discussing the good old
+days and how fluff was in decline."
+Matrices stops Guest3 from walking along with her.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ow, that hurt like hell"
+Allistar usually gets shaky when soemthing like this happened.
+Matrices slays, "BRB"
+Brightie du hast mechs, "Fluff's been in decline for 3 years."
+Yoshi's had a similar conversation with Zorin several times.
+Matrices clambers aboard a passing black raincloud and is whisked
+away to somewhere else...
+Matrices has left.
+a little black raincloud hangs over Matrices' head as she leaves...
+Calvin waves around his PPK
+Louis says, "He was wondering about how to restore it to former
+glory."
+Nekura says, "Ever since the Sonic people got here"
+Yoshi's thinking...
+Allistar time warps, "Palm Personal Keyboard, Calvin?"
+Brightie shedevil, "Former glory.."
+Yoshi purrs, "DB REVERT!"
+Allistar doctor peppers, "Yoshi, Gillian did it, no doubt."
+Allistar handsprings, "But what I don't get.."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "no, I @archived myself"
+Yoshi purrs, "Start with nothing but the park and rebuild!"
+Allistar downloads, "what CAUSED the toading."
+Allistar ileahs, "Yoshi!"
+Allistar pounces, "Except the jello pools, too!"
+Louis says, "There are some circles I could have joined, but stayed
+out of, so I bet there is something going on."
+Guest3 dances out t'FurryMUCK. See ya!
+Brightie laughs at Yoshi. Heeelll noo.
+Guest3 has disconnected.
+Guest3 has left.
+Guest3 vanishes in a puff of smoke.
+Allistar gets shaky. o.o
+Yoshi purrs, "Probablly just some stupid argument, Alli."
+Yoshi shrugs at Brightie. Just a suggestion.
+Brightie owns way too much stuff. The Cheefox Inn, Surreality,
+Glendale..no no no.
+Louis says, "Zorin's behaviour at Fluff97 indicated something
+building."
+Allistar OH'SE
+Louis says, "And now it has snapped."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "yea! bring 'em on, I'll fill 'em with 7.65x39!"
+Yoshi purrs, "@archive it, Brightie."
+Allistar OH's.
+Brightie did.
+Allistar meows, "How do I archive all my rooms, Yoshi?"
+Louis says, "=e?"
+Brightie sighs and leans against someone. This worries me.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "we're gonna die?"
+Brightie munkys, "Yes."
+You whisper, "@archive me=e" to Allistar.
+Allistar gethightech.coms, "brb"
+Allistar goes home.
+Allistar has left.
+:CueCat bounds out after Allistar..
+Brightie slipknots, "What if Fluff shuts down?"
+Yoshi hugs Brightie?
+Yoshi purrs, "I dunno."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "Damnit, not again?"
+Yoshi hopes not.
+Nekura Windwatcher pages, "I lied. We're toading you." to you.
+O.O
+Louis needs to tell Zik to @archive.
+Vyvyan says, "What is this @archive?"
+Allistar emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+:CueCat bounds in looking for Allistar..
+Allistar didos, "Done."
+Brightie oy veys, "For good I mean, CAlvin."
+Yoshi purrs, "I don't know any place to go that could substitute
+for it."
+Louis says, "Saves your data"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "but, I have too much to lose!"
+Brightie opticons, "No Fluff, no will to live! Arrgh!"
+Allistar dailypirates, "Brightie, I am worried."
+Matrices emerges from a storm of violently swirling, black
+rainclouds...
+Matrices has arrived.
+a little black raincloud forms over Matrices' head...
+Matrices twitches, "um."
+Brightie is too.
+Louis says, "Fluff is my primary social group. ;P"
+Allistar X-mens, "Mine too, Louis."
+Brightie yaaaawns, "Mine too."
+Matrices elasticas, "yeah... when you log a file, do you log before
+or after you did the @archive?"
+Name            On Line Idle  };) }:) };) }:) };) }:) };) }:)
+Zorin              1:08  2m Being cuddly. Please cuddle me. }:)
+39 ky00ties!
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ok, everyone, post your E-mail addies, ICQ
+numbers, and IM screens"
+Yoshi purrs, "Before."
+Allistar snugs Brightie!
+Brightie needs tos, "God forbid I'll have to start hanging out with
+real people."
+Allistar gethightech.coms, "before,Mati."
+Yoshi nodnods at Brightie!
+Matrices craves assmeats, "because my screen only shows up with a
+few lines of text."
+Allistar mews, "Brightie: Ain't that a bitch?"
+Matrices moshes, "ooohhh, okay"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "yea, I mean, what if I hear or see something,
+or have a weird dream? who will I go to?"
+Matrices orgys, "wellll... here's my e-mails and stuffs: "
+Allistar yiffs, "I don't want to hang out with peopl irL."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "this feels like the last episode of a good
+TV show"
+Louis says, "bobcomp@worldnet.att.net, if anyone is curious."
+Yoshi purrs, "Hey, we all need to figure out what MUCK we're gonna
+go to if Fluff dies."
+Allistar gets shaky when he has a bad feeling.
+Brightie mr. robotos, "Calvin: caffienatedNIN@thefragile.com,
+31487849, spikedcollargirl or NineInchNailzz."
+Allistar electrocutes, "Yoshi: Mine."
+Yoshi, as stated previously, is yoshi@aros.net
+Allistar matrices, "We'll start a new muck."
+Brightie is shaking violently, but she's probably just cold.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "my E-mail is Airsoft85@hotmail.com"
+Brightie dreams about sex all day, "But it won't be the same. :("
+Yoshi snuggles Brightie...
+Nekura is Louis' primairy social friend
+Louis says, "I like SpinDizzy pretty good, but that already has
+a tradition."
+Yoshi purrs, "Yeah. It won't. =p"
+Allistar shakes violently/shivers when he gets a bad feeling.
+Nekura smooches Brightie!
+Brightie glows in the dark, "Yanoo..good old Fluff. It'd be really
+sad."
+Nekura's gonna miss Brightie
+Matrices is mrs_homicidal@yahoo.com | Rusted Oatmeal on AIM |
+Matrices_Oddity on Yahoo | and 47031989 on ICQ.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I'm gonna miss Naga..."
+Brightie isn't a player she just crushes a lot, "I at least wanna
+make it to my 3rd birthday here."
+Brightie sighs.
+Brightie group-hugs.
+Louis says, "Nekura, you're my beeatch."
+Allistar shouts "I have a bad feeling..."  (Public-shout)
+Calvin xenomorphs, "I can't leave her behind"
+Allistar snugs Brightie!
+Nekura says, "Louis!"
+Nekura slaps Louis!
+Yoshi purrs, "Incidentally, if the muck does go down, anyone that
+wants a record of the last moments can mail me for it."
+Calvin hugs Nekura!  DG? hugs them back and goes on with what he
+was doing
+Matrices is gunna BURN this WHOLE WORLD DOWN!, "BRB now to @archive."
+Matrices clambers aboard a passing black raincloud and is whisked
+away to somewhere else...
+Matrices has left.
+a little black raincloud hangs over Matrices' head as she leaves...
+Allistar worship ileahs, "Mati.."
+Brightie rammsteins, "That's sad, Yoshi..the last moments."
+Nekura hugs Calvin!
+Calvin sighs
+Nekura hugs Yoshi!   Here's Yoshi's clever ohug that just makes
+you feel all warm and fuzzy!
+Allistar uhoh-boom.coms, "That Osay was uncanny."
+Calvin hugs Allistar!
+Nekura says, "ICQ"
+Nekura says, "ICQ people. We will live on! ;.;"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "yea"
+Yoshi's a sad kind of person. c.c
+Brightie slipknots, "Damn..it's like the last day of Keppel all
+over again."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ICQ........"
+Yoshi purrs, "Keppel?"
+Brightie Leaether Strips, "My old school."
+Ranna 77239693
+Yoshi purrs, "I see."
+Calvin xenomorphs, "the muck is shutting down tonight?"
+Robie has teleported in.
+Robie has arrived.
+Yoshi purrs, "Nobody knows, Calvin."
+Louis says, "As I said, my email is bobcomp@worldnet.att.net"
+Brightie into the voids, "It could all end soon."
+Nekura's going to bed
+Allistar GCs, "Here's me: http://www.alamonetworks.com
+http://alli.yi.org   opticalmouse@mailandnews.com
+allistar@gyroplast.com 27244402 AIM name digikittensatx   yahooID:
+opticalmuose"
+Louis says, "Please write it down."
+Maverick_Xavier emerges from a cloud of gently swirling, multicolored
+fluffs.
+Vyvyan is deleri_uhm@hotmail.com
+Allistar has an awful feeling.
+Nekura hugs Louis!
+Yoshi purrs, "I do know Zorin has been very unhappy with the way
+it's going lately."
+Nekura hugs Allistar!
+Calvin xenomorphs, "somebody has to know! Mucks just don't go down
+without someone doing something"
+Brightie shivers.
+Allistar is, too.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "ok, I say fuck it all"
+Allistar time warps, "I know."
+You poke Calvin!
+Calvin xenomorphs, "screw the rules"
+Nekura loads his shot gun
+Brightie likes Jay Gordon, "Calvin, don't swear."
+Allistar puddings, "I know."
+Louis says, "Zorin has been acting weird."
+Burn shouts "'There's something happening here... what it is... isn't
+exactly clear... There's a wiz being a lynxie over there... Telling
+me, to fuzz up or be ware...  So, stop, foxie, what's that
+sound... Everybody look what's going down...'"  (Public-shout)
+Vyvyan says, "I need everyone's AIM name."
+Brightie has come to SNUFF the rooster, "It's hard to be a mediator
+right now but..yeah."
+Brightie gave hers, Vyv.
+Nekura fires a few shots in the air
+Calvin xenomorphs, "there's no point"
+Allistar GCs, "Vyvy: DigikittenSATX"
+Calvin joins
+Allistar radds, "What's yours?"
+Onyx emerges from the UnderGround.
+Calvin xenomorphs, "yeee haw!"
+Yoshi purrs, "Ocelspot"
+Calvin xenomorphs, "remember the alamo"
+Allistar matrices, "what's everyones AIM name, too."
+Allistar pounces, "?"
+Louis is on ICQ.
+Brightie perfect circles, "Again, spikedcollargirl, NineInchNailzz."
+Calvin xenomorp
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-320.md b/lj-dump/L-320.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..41244b66 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-320.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-10-25 01:12:48 + +Empathy is cooler in person. +Why, so you can verify? Do you trust your feelings? +I.. well, I don't know, do you? +Your feelings? I trust them, but I am one. I never thought about trusting my own. Feelings of a feeling. I think that describes empathy pretty well. +Don't leave... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-321.md b/lj-dump/L-321.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..689c5739 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-321.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Hahaha +%date 2004-10-28 05:38:34 + +Remember how I said that I was afraid of my roommate? + +Well, he's fucking scary! + +Sysco talks in his sleep some, which is okay, though it's kind of odd, because he actually forms coherent (mostly) thoughts, though they tend to be really angry thoughts. He had already yelled at me a few times tonight about bottles or something, and he was completely smashed when he got home, so I should've expected this, but I'm so on-edge from caffeine that I pretty much would've flipped out about anything. + +Anyway, stuff that was sitting on top of my monitor decided it really wanted to be on top of my CD spindle, and that it wanted to be rude about it, so *CRASH* it went, knocking a Mtn. Dew bottle onto the floor. As if this wasn't enough to completely destroy me, Sysco jumped up from bed, grabbed the Mtn. Dew bottle and clung to it possessively, murmuring angry words to himself and visually counting the things on my desk, or the seconds I had left to live. He then reached for my nice glass from which I DRINK THINGS, and grabbed that possessively as well. Holding these two cylinders close against his chest, he then proceeded to wake up. + +Yes, he was asleep. + +Yes I am injured. + +Whiplash. He scared me so much that I jerked my neck backwards. + +After throwing the bottle on the floor and setting my glass down on top of his CD player, he mumbled at me and went back to sleep. It wasn't until after I freaked out, grabbed my laptop and all of the files I needed and got about halfway to the lobby that I started to laugh at the utter absurdity of the situation. He may yell at me tomorrow about it, but I'm just going to laugh back at him, because, damn, that was just funny. And you've gotta laugh at what you're afraid of, because fear is more absurd than anything else. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-322.md b/lj-dump/L-322.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dee83d0f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-322.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title So. +%date 2004-11-02 13:11:28 + +
Which MegaTokyo Character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla + +In other news, I slept with Lon last night. Sleep's perhaps too specific, since I suck at sleeping with other people around, especially when they're touching me. I kinda did it so that I wouldn't have to deal with Sysco, but mostly I was lonely, and appreciative of affection. After that, dorm food and I had a fight, and I've been sick all day. Also, I lost my keys somewhere in Lon's bed, and I'm now locked out of my room. + +So. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-323.md b/lj-dump/L-323.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6ae30aae --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-323.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Well.. +%date 2004-11-02 23:32:19 + +Tom Yum flavored Fashion Food is pretty damn good, even though it gave me instant heartburn (I fear for my esophagus.. might be acid reflux). Not sure if that's just from me being sick, though. It tasted like a black pepper soup, honestly. It was salty and a little sweet, and my mix of spices went well with it (Garum Masala, curry powder, powdered lemongrass, and cayenne pepper). + +I slept six hours, feel much better. Now for studying, tea, and then more sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-324.md b/lj-dump/L-324.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..38c1d98f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-324.md @@ -0,0 +1,99 @@ +%title It's Whitcomb's fault +%date 2004-11-03 01:36:06 + +
From Ginsberg. + +
+America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. +America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956. +I can't stand my own mind. +America when will we end the human war? +Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb +I don't feel good don't bother me. +I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind. +America when will you be angelic? +When will you take off your clothes? +When will you look at yourself through the grave? +When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites? +America why are your libraries full of tears? +America when will you send your eggs to India? +I'm sick of your insane demands. +When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks? +America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world. +Your machinery is too much for me. +You made me want to be a saint. +There must be some other way to settle this argument. +Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister. +Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke? +I'm trying to come to the point. +I refuse to give up my obsession. +America stop pushing I know what I'm doing. +America the plum blossoms are falling. +I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for +murder. +America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies. +America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry. +I smoke marijuana every chance I get. +I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet. +When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid. +My mind is made up there's going to be trouble. +You should have seen me reading Marx. +My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right. +I won't say the Lord's Prayer. +I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations. +America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over +from Russia. + +I'm addressing you. +Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine? +I'm obsessed by Time Magazine. +I read it every week. +Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore. +I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library. +It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie +producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me. +It occurs to me that I am America. +I am talking to myself again. + +Asia is rising against me. +I haven't got a chinaman's chance. +I'd better consider my national resources. +My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals +an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles and hour and +twentyfivethousand mental institutions. +I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in +my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns. +I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go. +My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic. + +America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood? +I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his +automobiles more so they're all different sexes +America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe +America free Tom Mooney +America save the Spanish Loyalists +America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die +America I am the Scottsboro boys. +America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they +sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the +speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the +workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party +was in 1935 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother +Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have +been a spy. +America you don're really want to go to war. +America it's them bad Russians. +Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians. +The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take +our cars from out our garages. +Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader's Digest. her wants our +auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations. +That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers. +Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help. +America this is quite serious. +America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set. +America is this correct? +I'd better get right down to the job. +It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts +factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway. +America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-325.md b/lj-dump/L-325.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..07d912f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-325.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Now I'm not usually one for cheapshots.. +%date 2004-11-05 14:39:50 + +Wait.. yeah I am c.c + + PRESIDENTIAL LIBRARY DESTROYED BY FIRE + +Crawford, Texas -- + +A tragic fire on Sunday destroyed the personal library of President +George W. Bush. Both of his books have been lost. +A presidential spokesman said the president was devastated, as he had +not finished coloring the second one. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-326.md b/lj-dump/L-326.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aec2a54a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-326.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-11-08 23:13:35 + +http://72.3.131.10/upload_files/se141.jpg \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-327.md b/lj-dump/L-327.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..68edafdf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-327.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Damnit. +%date 2004-11-09 08:28:20 + +My right eye is now minty fresh and free of plaque, as well as germs that cause the disease gingivitis. Putting toothpaste on my brand spankin' new toothbrush, I accidentally ended up flinging a little of the toothpaste DIRECTLY INTO MY EYE >.@ I think I got most of it out, though my eye still feels weird. If I go blind, I'll be pissed. + + +Now, off to brush my teeth. + + +EDIT: +Thought process: 'Ooh! Ooh! My name's Ryan and I'm so salty! Ooh!' Your saltiness is too much for me Ryan! +Reason for this: the packets of salt and pepper Ryan and I stole from Lory. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-328.md b/lj-dump/L-328.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aebf0fcd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-328.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-11-09 09:24:28 + +De profundis clamavi ad te, Domine; +Domine, exaudi vocem meam. +Fiant auris tuae intendentes +in orationem servi tui, Domine. +Si iniquitantes observaveris, Domine: +Domine quis sustinebit? +Quia apud te propitiatio est, +et propter legem tuam sustinui te, Domine. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-329.md b/lj-dump/L-329.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1944a15c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-329.md @@ -0,0 +1,136 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-11-09 15:42:40 + +
Stupidtest +1. What do you most like about your body? Reflexes. +2. And least? YOUR FACE! I like my body ;.; $care--; +3. How many fillings do you have? Um.. I dunno? One, I think. +4. Do you think you're good looking? I probably look pretty good to a hungry man-eating beast. $care--; +5. Do other people often tell you that you're good-looking? I have yet to eat a hungry man-eating beast. $care--; + +[ Fashion ] +1. Do you wear a watch? Yerp +2. How many coats and jackets do you own? One or two +3. Favorite pants/skirt color? Earth tones. Or maybe white, or maybe bright colors, or maybe I don't care. $care--; +4. Most expensive items of clothing? Excal suit. +5. What kind of shoes do you wear? Boulder shoes. :o) +6. Describe your style in one word: Apathetic ^.^ + +[ Your Friends ] +1. Do your friends 'know' you? What? In the biblical sense?! Well.. yes! Um.. f'real, yes, maybe. $care--; +2. What do they tend to be like? Weirdos, goofoffs, gay, straight, normals, studious. $care--; +3. Are their traits universally liked? Sometimes. $care--; +4. How many people do you tell everything to? I tell anyone whatever they want to know. + +[ Music/TV/Film/Books ] +1. Most listened to bands/artists: Eric Whitacre, Nathan Wright Shirley, stuff. +2. Do you find any musicians good-looking? Yup. John Mayer, and Fazil Say +3. Can you play an instrument? Sing, flute, oboe, sax. +4. Type of music most listened to? Classical, jazz, rock, swing, modern, worship. +5. Type never listened to? That one type. $care--; + +[ Clothing/Hair ] +1. Do you own any plaid clothing? Yiss $care--; +2. Do you own Converse shoes? No $care--; +3. Do you own Saucony shoes? No $care--; +4. Do you own old school Nikes? Ye-no $care--; +5. Do you wear tight pants? But of course! I like people to see the outline of--er.. no. $care--; +6. Is there more than one zipper in your pants? Sometimes? $care--; +8. Do you own a messenger bag? Yiss. +9. Do you wear your messenger bag across your chest? No. +10. Do you have braces? Not anymore $care--; +15. Do you think mohawks are "neat"? Matt - 5, Caring - 0 $care--; +18. Do you own a bandana? Maybe. $care--; +19. Do you wear plugs in your ears? Nu. $care--; +21. Have you ever used duct tape as a sewing substitute? Heh.. yeah.. $care--; +22. Do you own one or more objects with studs or spikes in them? Nop. $care--; + +[ Habits/Beliefs ] +31. Do you smoke cigarettes? No. $care--; +32. Do you smoke cloves? Rarely. $care--; +36. Do your night time activites usually involve drunken underage vomiting? HAHAHAHAno. $care--; +38. Do you wash your hair less than once a week? No $care--; +39. Have you ever gone a week without a shower? Nope, I'm addicted. +41. Do you know who Jack Kerouac is? No. $care--; +42. Do you like Mr. Kerouac? No. $care--; +44. Are you a member of the Makeout Club? No. $care--; +45. Do you say "rad"? No. $care--; +46. Do you say "rockin'"? No. $care--; +47. Do you say punk "rawk"? No no no and only no, one no another still doth follow! $care--; +48. Do you shout the word "oi"? ALWAYS $care--; +49. Do you say "punk's not dead"? Punk is the only $care--; +50. Do you say "punk is dead"? thing I believe in. $care--; + +[Music] +53. Do you like bands with "the"? Teh. $care--; +54. Do you ever precede your own name with "the" at the beginning? No. $care--; +57. Are Blink 182 fans posers? Watch me care o.o $care--; +58. Do you have frequent debates over what exactly constitutes a sellout? No. $care--; +59. Have you ever brought the headlining band food? WAHT $care--; +60. Do you have show flyers affixed to your walls? No. $care--; + +[Basics] +Name: Matt +Do you like it? Just as much as the million other Matts, I suppose. $care--; +Nicknames: Ranna. +Sign: Ah-kwair-ee-oos. $care--; +Status: o/~Staaatuuus! I look into the microscope, and see the golgi aparatus.. o/~ Status is set to loveeverythingthatmovesandsomethatdon't. $care--; +Current hair color: Brown. $care--; +Eye color: Blue, then green, then yellow, from out to in. $care--; +Height: 6'1" $care--; +Shoe size: 12 $care--; + +[Favorites] +Color: That one. $care--; +Sport: Sleeping, foxing. $care--; +Class: Sleeping, foxing. $care--; + +[Which?] +Coke/pepsi: $care--; +Day/night: $care--; +Aol/aim: AIM. +Cd/cassette: CD +Dvd/vhs: DVD +Jeans/khakis: Khakis +Tall/short: Short. +Gap/Old Navy: $care--; +Lipstick/Lipgloss: Lipgloss +Silver/Gold: Silver + + +[<3] +Do you have a bf/gf? No +Do you have a crush? Probably. +How long have you liked him/her? Probably a long time. +How long was your longest relationship? 2+ years +How long was your shortest relationship? A month? +Who was your first love? love, or Love? love: Danny, Love: um.. Marek, or Andrew. + +[The Present] +What are you wearing? Your face on my fist. $care--; +Where are you? Room! +Who are you with? Your face. $care--; +Are you online? Yes. + +[Have you ever...] +Drank? Yep $care--; +Smoked? Yep $care--; +Had sex? Yep. +Stolen? Yep $care--; +Done anything illegal? Sure $care--; +Wanted to die? Probably +Hit someone? Yep $care--; + +[Other] +Do you write in cursive or print? Print $care--; +Are you a lefty or a righty? Righty $care--; +What is your sexual preference? I like to fuck faggots, but only the gay ones. +What piercings do you have? None, thinking (occasionally) about a tongue piercing. +Tattoos? None + +print $care . " !Caring points\n"; +print $care/129*100;exit; +
61 !Caring points.
+47.287%
+ +
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+
+First, with today (then I'll do catch up stuffs), I had four hours with Teh Rev (P) for finals (Excal and Festival), so I was feeling rather.. demoralized by the end of the day.  Then I had auditions for Insomniac, which meant wearing my PJ pants, which are unfairly comfortable (really!  I wish to wear them FO-EH-VAH).  So, of course, I wore them for the rest of the day.
+
+Tonight, at OASOS, Wendy decided to do the Side-Poke-of-Doom (pat. pend.), which involved me falling on the floor multiple times to the point of hurting my hands.  She kept on doing it, but made up for it with Hugs (ran out of copyright thingies).  Samir thought it was cute and dutifully began fawning over/hitting on me, which I did not mind one bit.  Well, maybe just a little bit, when he started giving me a massage.  I have problems with people touching my sides and back, which is strange.  It's probably psychological, but what could cause me to be so extremely sensitive in just those areas as to lead to violent reactions in response to tickling?  Probably something deep, like, since I'm scared of persecution at school, I withdrew physically into myself, so as not to be accused of crossing someone's boundries.  Probably.
+
+Anyway, for past updateishness.  Ranna + Shan!!  Shan + +Rynden x.x  Shan - Rynden; ...Ranna.  Shan + Ranna!  +Shan + Ranna.  Shan.. + Ranna...  Ranna - Shan.  +Ranna.  Shan.  Kory?  Ranna + Kory?  Kory!  +Kory?  Samir!?
+
+There's the relationships.  School:  Choir?  +Choir!  Shannon + Choir?!  Ranna - Shannon? x.x  Ranna + +Excal = Shannon x.x  Teh Rev + Ranna x.x
+
+College?  Got into CSU.  Hoping to do a house thingy with +Ientaculum Vulpes sophomore year, but room in Braiden freshman +year.  Kiran, Shannon, and IV all wish to do the same.
+
+Other than that?  I Cor. 13
diff --git a/lj-dump/L-330.md b/lj-dump/L-330.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..003d21d9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-330.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title A Discordian meme? That's either the stupidest thing I've heard of, or the most brilliant. +%date 2004-11-09 22:03:49 + +Grab the nearest book. +Open the book to page 23. +Find the fifth sentence. +Post the text of the sentence in your journal... +...along with these instructions. + +"Did you start a fox?" + +I've been reading this book for a bit now. It's strange.. really old sci-fi. Grass by Sheri S. Tepper. Pretty good. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-331.md b/lj-dump/L-331.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8cedda70 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-331.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Meh. +%date 2004-11-10 09:31:24 + +Meh. + +I should've expected that, being highschool teachers, Revier and Keller couldn't have taught us everything, but my audition was very much not what I expected. Dr. Kim told me I was probably only using my voice to about 30% of it's potential due to breath support, and that I'll need lessons. Then he said I'd probably be a tenor. I wasn't terribly happy, but whatever. :o[ + +I'm consoling myself with food now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-332.md b/lj-dump/L-332.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e9745a19 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-332.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-11-10 11:23:08 + +Facebook me! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-333.md b/lj-dump/L-333.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e97c0692 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-333.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Haha corruption. +%date 2004-11-11 08:54:10 + +http://news.netcraft.com/archives/2004/11/09/domain_transfers_and_hijackings_to_become_easier.html \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-335.md b/lj-dump/L-335.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..799051d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-335.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Whoops. +%date 2004-11-16 04:26:11 + +Well, I fucked up just a bit. While installing grub (a bootloader, a program to choose between operating systems on startup), due to my stupidity and it's rather clunky interface, I ended up overwriting the MBR on my old hard drive. Which means I can't boot windows anymore. Having looked at some sites, I guess there's a fixmbr command on the recovery console of the windows install disk. I just hope I can find that. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-336.md b/lj-dump/L-336.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..662e6a39 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-336.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Yarp +%date 2004-11-17 22:35:48 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-337.md b/lj-dump/L-337.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3b86c1b3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-337.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title Something tells me it's time for a real, journal'rific entry +%date 2004-11-23 23:04:53 + +School + +School's going pretty well. I got my major all changed (from biochemistry to music education, for those who aren't in the know), and I'm all signed up for most of the classes I need to take. The only ones I'm missing are the techniques classes that were all full. Oh well. I shall take them next semester. I took too much this semester, so I'm lightening up a bit (though apparently, my 'Islam from the 1500s' is fairly hard). All that's required of me now is an audition, which I'm working on really hard. I need two songs memorized and decently singable by the first day of next semester. I have the songs all picked out and stuff, but rehearsing is hard when you can't play the accompaniment. + +Friends + +Stuff. Lots of tea parties with Tehshannon and Ryan, and sometimes with Lon. Been hanging out at the office lots, now that I'm getting to know the people there. + +Clothing + +Got a scarf, found my khaki-coloured fleece. They go well together. + +Books + +Got a good, though rather dry book called Homosexuality and Civilization that goes from ancient Greece to the Enlightenment with some sections on asia thrown in there. Also, been reading this book called Grass by Sherri S. Tepper. I picked it out by walking down an isle at the library and grabbing a random book. Pretty good, though :o) + +Music + +Writing more. Started on my third Keats piece: Unfelt, Unheard, Unseen. After I finish that, I need to revise Lullaby and Stanzas, then the set will be complete. I like them better than anything else I've done, but that's not saying a whole lot. I still like them, though. Also: been thinking about a setting of De Profundis, some art songs (more Keats: Why did I laugh? and I cry thy mercy - pity - love - aye, love; two sonnets), and perhaps a symphonic poem based on Hyperion and/or Endymion (the poems, not the books), as well as that book, Homosexuality and Civilization, or maybe an opera ha ha ha. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-338.md b/lj-dump/L-338.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..388c7020 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-338.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hehe, how general ^.^ +%date 2004-11-30 10:30:43 + +
      
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Wherein I talk about booze...Getting interested in making mead again, for some reason. I'd probably just start with a simple hydromel, but I have some ideas for what I want to try: +- Sharp methyglin - sharp spices, like cardamom, cinnimon, nutmeg, cloves (you know, chai spices) +- Smooth methyglin - smoother spices, like vanilla, almond extract, maybe dandylion flowers, maybe carob? Chicory? Lemon balm? Maple syrup? +- Herbal methyglin - yarrow, dandylion greens, basil, lemon balm, mints, wormwood(?), hyssop, you know, the plant stuff. (NB: Herb beers) +- Medicinal methyglin - 'cause, if you're gonna take meds, take them with booze! +- Simple cyser - cider-mead. Ryan might like this. +- Some sort of melomel - dunno, just to try it. I'm not really big on berries, but they seem popular. +- Tej or something - honey and hops. + +The rest are just fanciful ideas: +- Theamel - TEA! Earl grey, lady grey, vanilla russian caravan, french blend, maybe even green tea? +- Cafemel - hahaha, coffeemead! Actually, I see a recipe for orange-coffee mead, and that might be good. Also, a chocolate orange mead? Thought chocolate, I'm not sure of. +- Floramel - flowers; lavender, rose, those things that used to grow outside the house on dartmouth? Or maybe sweeter things, like dandylion flowers, meadowsweet, &c. +- Nucumel - can you make tea out of nuts, like almonds and hazelnuts? +- Simple cyser - cider-mead. Ryan might like this. +- Some sort of melomel - dunno, just to try it. I'm not really big on berries, but they seem popular. +- Tej or something - honey and hops. + +I'm not really too keen on the idea of milk or chocolate meads, but they may be worth trying. +You know, you've not actually tried mead yet. You're not even sure you'll like it. Perhaps you should think about that first. +Pish and, conversely, tosh. How the hell do you think I get into all of my other obsessions? +Point. But your other obsessions might not take multiple months to brew. +Point. + +
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I'm sure he'll smoke them eventually. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-346.md b/lj-dump/L-346.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..20c5750b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-346.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title And, +%date 2004-12-14 07:52:29 + +I purchased two reasonably priced gallons of cider the other day. The cider itself may have been expensive, but they came in these nice, sturdy glass jugs. The cider is for a project I have in mind. I plan on seeing if I can purchase some yeast - Red Star Cotes des Blanc and Pasteur Champagne - two drilled bungs, and two double bubble airlocks and making myself some cider. The champagne yeast, which is very dry, shall go in the plainer of the cider, which will result in apple wine/champagne, where as the Cotes des Blanc shall go in the spicier or more flavorful cider. Since a gallon of cider will fill about four liter bottles, I plan on carbonating half of each cider (2 bottles each), and then spicing one sparkling and one still bottle from each batch. That, I think, will give me some good variety. + +Cost: +cider (and fermenters) - $14.50 +Yeast, bungs, airlocks - $5.18 + $6.64 S&H = $11.82 +Estimated cost of remaining liter bottles (which come with some tasty french lemonade in them) - $17.50 +----- +Total: ~ $38.14 + +Fairly inexpensive for a first try, so if I get a bottle explosion (I hope not, these are sturdy bottles) or fuck something up, then I'm not biting too much. According to the yeast/brewing supplies supplier, orders over $60 have free shipping. I shall wait until after christmas to purchase anything to see if I get money. If so, I might buy some other things. + +I've decided that my first mead will be a hydromel, and my second a vanilla/smooth methyglin. This is based on my recent purchase of 20 high quality vanilla beans at $0.50 each. Shh :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-347.md b/lj-dump/L-347.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e95800bd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-347.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-14 20:42:33 + +1. Grab the nearest book. +2. Open the book to page 123. +3. Find the fifth sentence. +4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions. +5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you. + +"'[...] Perhaps I will be able to fight them and drive them away.'" + +Psh, I would pick the bible.. x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-348.md b/lj-dump/L-348.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3781b41a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-348.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I suppose it's a good thing I'm developing skills that are potentially useful. +%date 2004-12-14 21:56:40 + +I couldn't leave my life un-fucked-up for long - I missed my biology final. My schedule says it was at 2:35 PM, when it was actually at 9:10 AM. Plus, I just ripped my pants. ;.; + +I'm so good at doing this :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-349.md b/lj-dump/L-349.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e8e17f16 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-349.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-15 08:06:46 + +I had some strange idea that I should punish myself by not eating. A nap fixed that, but now all I have is a vending machine dinner :o9 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-35.md b/lj-dump/L-35.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b7ea7667 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-35.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Yar. Doom. +%date 2004-01-20 20:32:02 + +Eheh. Ehehehe. Hahaha. Heh. + +Excuse me. Anyway, stuff. Finals are over and done, which is a good thing, and I passed math, which is a Good Thing. So after that, I slacked off all weekend (though I did have to go to school on friday again. I feel for ye, ), and went up to Kelleh's on sunday night. Had to sleep on the floor, so sleep I didn't, and I'm still paying for that with a sore back. Goofed around a bunch, though, and generally had a lot of fun. Met some of Moondog's friends online, and watched a bunch of movies with a couple of lesbians. The next day, I followed Moondog around, mostly, 'cause she's neat. She smoked cloves and I tried to stay awake while we talked about Samir and dogs and Fredrick and gay boys and stuff. + +Also, will be dragging someone to OASOS tomorrow. Will be fun. No complete sentences. Nor verbs. + +Also also, tomorrow I turn the fateful 18. Yey, voting, smoking, and porn. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-350.md b/lj-dump/L-350.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..07590d09 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-350.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title *Scream!* +%date 2004-12-15 21:35:10 + +I'm almost out of sugar! + +*screams abound, the rending of flesh is heard, as Ranna commits hara-kiri* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-351.md b/lj-dump/L-351.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8506f8c0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-351.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-16 03:08:10 + +Sudden Vulpine Anger Syndrome! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-352.md b/lj-dump/L-352.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bf5d26cc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-352.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Yap: +%date 2004-12-18 04:34:52 + +1 packet Red Star Montrachet dry wine yeast +1 packet DCL Safale S04 dry ale yeast +1 racking cane, 1/2" diameter +2 drilled #6 stoppers +2 double bubble airlocks +1 3-scale hydrometer +5 more swing top bottles with excessively delicious sparkling lemonades in them, which I hope I can finish before bottling time. + +Tomorrow I'm getting another jug of apple juice to make spiced cider over the holidays. I'll use the empty as a secondary. And some raisins. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-353.md b/lj-dump/L-353.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2a96cc11 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-353.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Damnit. +%date 2004-12-18 22:54:57 + +I just realized last night that the bottles I've been stocking up on are 750 mL, not 1 L. Soooo... What I'm thinking of doing is getting some 375 mL wine bottles. Since it takes five 750 mL bottles per gallon, it will take four 750 mL bottles and two 375 mL bottles for each batch of what I'm making. I can use the smaller bottles as gifts, that way, or for aging. If this works out well, and you want either a bottle of cider or apple wine, let me know. I can make it spiced and/or sparkling, too. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-354.md b/lj-dump/L-354.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f04341ff --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-354.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Stuffs! +%date 2004-12-19 03:06:37 + +Not mine, of course, just some odd pictures :o) +
Pictures. + + +Vaguely adult content (okay, maybe it's not that vague c.c) + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-355.md b/lj-dump/L-355.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..97bf26e7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-355.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Finnish christmas songs +%date 2004-12-20 06:00:32 + +http://www.hytti.uku.fi/jarjestot/kuoro/sounds/surfeu/enetsivaltaaloistoa.ram +Miko noses Sylvian Joululaulu and Varpunen Jouluaamuna over to Ranna. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-356.md b/lj-dump/L-356.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..16ea3ea7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-356.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-20 06:03:14 + +I just realized that all of my yeast and stuff will come in boxes that say 'Austin Homebrew Supply' on them. I hope my mom doesn't toss 'em :o) + +My excuses are either 'I'm making birthday presents for my dad and Julie' or 'It's for my dad.' \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-357.md b/lj-dump/L-357.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cc1dec7c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-357.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-21 04:40:36 + +Dull gray, on the verge of purple. It's back behind my neck. +Cry me a river, crocodile. +A monkey, hehe, on my back. +A sock puppet; your hand, doofus. + +Ahead of me, orange tries to peek through white, and by the time it does, it's already red. Pentagons vibrate. +And pretty flowers 9.9 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-358.md b/lj-dump/L-358.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..79129f28 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-358.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-21 08:23:11 + +I agree that a fine product can come from simplicity. I,ve made an ancient mead in a gallon jug with 3 1/2 lbs honey, a handful of raisins, 1 cinnamon stick, 2 cloves, and 1 complete orange cut into eights rind and all and pushed in jug. Add water and shake well. Then added 1 t of bread yeast and an airlock. I put it in the cubboard and forget about it for 2 months and it comes out crystal clear and great every time and quite a delicious sweet beverage good for sipping at Christmas time. If you wait long enough, all the solids will go to the bottom I am told but I just siphon out the clear stuff with a small cloth filter over the hose when it is clear. +Joe \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-359.md b/lj-dump/L-359.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aaff0465 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-359.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ee. +%date 2004-12-21 23:24:04 + +My vanilla and Song of Susannah came today. The vanilla is decent quality, but it was an excellent deal at $0.50 / bean :o) I'm gonna see if I can race through the book before christmas, whereupon it will become my dad's gift. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-36.md b/lj-dump/L-36.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4ab4539b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-36.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-01-23 05:33:17 + +Lately, I've found my self liking this one girl (who shall go unnamed for the moment) as well as this one guy (who's name you already know.. if you're me!!two Ahahaha.. er.. Kory). Now, this isn't a very big problem for me (well, it was, but I have my ways of justification [the current is "I work on a case by case basis"]), but it might be moreso for some folk around me. I've been calling myself gay for all of my high school career, and people have all of their own little conceptions about sexuality, and I think this might damage some of those. It certainly damaged mine for a while. Anyway, I think I'll just keep publicly obsessing over Kory while having a little private obsession over Ms. Unnamed on the side. + +Mind you, due to something freaky, none of this really has to do with sex. Sex is mighty cool, yes, but recently I've had no desire to actually.. partake in it. After a few incidences of people getting rather close to me, I've found that I'm rather.. uh.. well, lets just say that I've fucked myself over for a little bit by doing the online thing for so long and not learning how to interact with people in the Real World(tm). When a situation starts getting close, I freak out, and that's not exactly wonderful, because not everyone has buried their physical desires under a layer of words ^.^ So, I have little to no desire to make the beast with two backs with Kory, and almost no desire to do the horizontal bop with Ms. No-name. Maybe I still fit the rei populorum definition of gay. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-360.md b/lj-dump/L-360.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d3053d06 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-360.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-22 00:11:27 + +http://virtual.finland.fi/stream/sylvia.wav.ram \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-361.md b/lj-dump/L-361.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5947e330 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-361.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title SEASONS GREETINGS from HR, PR, and LEGAL. +%date 2004-12-22 14:32:11 + +Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low stress, non-addictive, gender neutral, celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious persuasion of your choice, or secular practices of your choice, with respect for the religious/secular persuasions and/or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions at all . . . . . and a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling, and medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally accepted calendar year 2005, but not without due respect for the calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions to society have helped make America great, (not to imply that America is necessarily greater than any other country or is the only "AMERICA" in the western hemisphere), and without regard to the race, creed, color, age, physical ability, religious faith, choice of computer platform, or sexual preference of the wishee. + +(This greeting is subject to clarification or withdrawal. It is freely transferable with no alteration to the original greeting. It implies no promise by the wisher to actually implement any of the wishes for her/himself or others, is void where prohibited by law, and is revocable at the sole discretion of the wisher. This wish is warranted to perform as expected within the usual application of good tidings for a period of one year, or until the issuance of a subsequent holiday greeting, whichever comes first, and warranty is limited to replacement of this wish or issuance of a new wish at the sole discretion of the wisher.) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-362.md b/lj-dump/L-362.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b4d63cf8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-362.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Woohurr. +%date 2004-12-22 23:10:55 + +So I received my yeasts and racking cane and airlocks and stoppers and hydrometer, buuuuuuuuuuuut the stoppers are the wrong size. However, they refunded me some shipping they were going to charge me, so I used some of that to order the correct stoppers. It worked out nice, but now I have to wait more to start. + +In other, related news, I picked up some smaller bottles at McGuckin's for the remainder of the cider. They're not the splits (375mL) that I was going to get, but some odd size that I think is a little over two thirds the size of a split at 9 oz (9 oz = 266.161767mL = ~71% of 375mL = I'm a geek) with grolsch style swing-tops. I got six (for a bit more cash than I was really willing to spend, but with the swing-tops, they're reusable), and I figure I can use three for each batch, filled most of the way (I might have to prime each with a pinch of sugar and leave them open for a little to get them to generate some CO2 to push the O2 out). The offer still stands for gift-age, but with the caveat that I need the bottles back c.c + +Here, have s'more parentheses: ((((()))))()()()()()((((())))) +(Oh, heh, it says 250mL on the bottoms of the bottles..) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-363.md b/lj-dump/L-363.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6d83aca5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-363.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hrf, +%date 2004-12-23 19:27:20 + +I had a dream last night about someone I really haven't thought about in a long time. It was really too nice, and I want to forget it, but not forget that I had it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-364.md b/lj-dump/L-364.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bf150eda --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-364.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title The nederland song +%date 2004-12-23 20:37:38 + +Om, om on the range, +Where the deer and the antelope pray, +Where seldom is heard +An ineffable word, +And the clouds are debated all day... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-365.md b/lj-dump/L-365.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..771c98b8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-365.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title HAPPY. +%date 2004-12-25 04:52:13 + +Happy Christmahannukwanzadanstice, everyone. Really. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-367.md b/lj-dump/L-367.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b611c53f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-367.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Phone Post +%date 2004-12-26 01:42:48 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-368.md b/lj-dump/L-368.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..06a095e0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-368.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2004-12-27 05:56:48 + +Hrf, had another dream that needs forgetting last night, though about a different person. + +Remember to remember to forget you forgot me or something. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-369.md b/lj-dump/L-369.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..289c70e0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-369.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Grf. +%date 2004-12-27 11:33:10 + +I just cut my freaking toe open on the carpet strip at the entrance to my room. I didn't really notice that I had cut it that bad until I felt my other toes getting warm and a little wet. + +In other news, Shan likes me better as an otter. + +Fucking mustelids. :3 + +Er.. except Shan's a bird now. Shit. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-37.md b/lj-dump/L-37.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..28a3eb75 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-37.md @@ -0,0 +1,40 @@ +%title Rrl. +%date 2004-01-23 22:01:00 + +I've become obsessed with this song (Turin Brakes - Full of Stars). The chorus is absolute bliss with it's perfect fifths in sessy falsetto.. Mmm... *joygasm* + +Anyhoo. At m'dad's now, and actually feeling pretty good about it. I'm not sure why males have to 'bond', but I guess it's okay, since I'm kinda iffy around my dad unless I spend a good solid hour, at least, around him just shootin' the shit and maybe cooking. Anyway, he got me a wireless keyboard (which sucks) and wireless mouse (which rocks, and means I can take my tablet to my mom's, where it'll be much appreciated), a little flash memory keychain drive that holds 256megs (amazingly cool), and a new sound system (appreciated). In other materialistic news, Sibelius 3 came, and is duly wonderful, and my leaf brooch came, and is duly beautiful. + +Other than that, I Cor. 13 in Nanon. + + +Loråtla fetah. +Anåt fetah. +Nu kufemotla fetah. +Nu haleputatla fetah. +Nu haledatåtla fetah. +Nu halesupotla fetah. +Nu tuvårier fetah lubåtam t'ner. +Nu kufori set fetah. +Nu mununier fetah esunotalam. +Nu jaruvåtier fetah unotalam - +Ato harahier t'n houka anåtalam. +Mununier fetah houkalam, +Konemier t'n houkalam, +Horanemier t'n houkalam, +Hatarier t'n houkalam. +Nuka jodoti fetah. + +Ani Eskorinthev Anses. + +And also, Latin scribbles.: + + +Falling falling, feeling fine, +Finding forms and making mine. +Pressing pressing, pushing past, +Picking paths and falling fast. +Running running, rarely rest, +Run the risk and pass the test. +Do it all and feel fine. +Do it all and feel fine. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-370.md b/lj-dump/L-370.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cf00c99e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-370.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Double double toil and trouble.. +%date 2004-12-28 03:32:08 + +Things are bubbling away nicely with the cider. A little too nicely, even.. the dry cider - the one with the montrachet yeast - kinda went crazy and bubbled up hard enough to push against the bung, some yeasty krausen (foam) spilling out. Luckily, with the way I set things up, the rubber bands pulled the bung back down and the vasoline sealed it down again. As a result, a good deal of the orange krausen pushed up into the airlock and there was barely enough fluid left in there to bubble by the time I got back. I got that all cleaned up and everything, though, and hopefully it won't happen that strong again until I get the new, larger bungs. + +Which will unfortunately be Wednesday. + +Whatever. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-371.md b/lj-dump/L-371.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7221405e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-371.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Asia Disaster Fund +%date 2004-12-29 20:46:27 + +http://tinyurl.com/6j84s + +From Hydra. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-372.md b/lj-dump/L-372.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1da57c4c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-372.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Grf. +%date 2004-12-30 19:50:33 + +I've been having a real hard time breathing, to the point where I can't get to sleep. It's like I just can't get enough air. I'm hoping *fingers crossed* that it's because of the new house being so much higher than I'm used to and me spending most of my time there. I'll see when I go to my dad's, which is a good deal lower than even Boulder. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-373.md b/lj-dump/L-373.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..da743c1b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-373.md @@ -0,0 +1,35 @@ +%title Whee. +%date 2004-12-31 01:05:10 + +I picked up the rest of my christmas presents today (read: I spent some of the money I got on things I really want). + +
+
+My bounty: +In all, I guess I spent about $90, but most of this stuff will +last me a good, long time, and I still have plenty of christmas cash +left over to open up a back account at some place other than Norlarco.
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-374.md b/lj-dump/L-374.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a4efe9d6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-374.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Murgh. +%date 2005-01-01 21:23:28 + +Party. Slept (not really) with Andy. New years. Film at 11. + +More on this later. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-375.md b/lj-dump/L-375.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b27191bc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-375.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title Now that I very suddenly am awake. +%date 2005-01-02 09:20:54 + +After waffling about the party and telling pretty much everyone that I wasn't going to go, I went. Well, first I drove up to Nederland and dropped off some tasty liquids and took a shower, then drove up to Fort Collins, where I hung out with Andy for a while. His new place is pretty neat, but the cats have it pretty well stinked up now. Need to change the litterbox x.x There was shopping, and then there was eating, and finally there was putting together prefab furniture and jury-rigged pedestal beds. + +After futzing around for a while, we finally decided to head over to T's, where we were promptly assaulted by several gay boys. A good deal of the people there were.. well, completely sloshed. Brian was mixing this vaguely blue drink from distilled spirits that tasted like blue-raspberry rubbing alcohol, and people were doing shots of vodka with orange-juice chasers. After the ball-drop, about a quarter of the party, most of whom I didn't know, left, only to be replaced by another group, already drunk. + +I had about half of a Blue Paddle which was pretty tasty, if kinda dry, before I was informed that I was DDing. I handed the beer off to Andy and switched to Dr. Pepper, walking around to try and meet people, which is much easier to do when both parties involved are either both tipsy or both sober. Eventually I just alternated between hanging out in the kitchen and watching with awe as people seemed to get even MORE drunk, and hanging out in the basement with Meg, who was wearing her gay Klingon shirt (mupwI' yI'uchtaH!) and quite red in the face. + +When I found Andy again, he had taken a turn for the worse, and was on his second of Brian's drinks. Luckily, he's pretty big and was holding up fairly well, considering. We sat on the couch upstairs with Meg and had various drunken twinks sprawl across our collective lap for a few minutes before staggering off again, coming back, and reintroducing themselves, showing us their battle wounds again (doorknobs are a bitch when you're drunk). After a while, at about 2:30, I urged Meg and Andy out to Andy's car so I could drive them home. Meg thanked me for about five minutes straight once we got to her house before we could get away, then staggered off. + +We spent the night at Andy's new place despite the iffy bed. We stayed up for a bit watching the South Park Movie before we passed out. Or.. well.. Andy dozed off, and I lay there, not being able to breathe. Eventually, that settled more specifically into my sinuses, which means it was probably mildew of some sort and I may be in for a few days of fun. + +Nothing I didn't want to happen happened, but I'm sure - as I always am - that I was a horrible person to be sleeping with, but it was a nice intermission to my rather lonely break to be affectionate for a little bit. I eventually made it home safe, with the aid of some strong mocha, almond-poppyseed bread, and Advil Cold&Sinus. Mom and I were going to go out for sushi and a movie, but we were both too tired for the movie (and I accidentally spent a little too long hanging out with a nice fox), so we just had sushi, came home, and passed out. + +I'm starting to get tired again, with the addition of a headache, so I might go lie down for a while. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-376.md b/lj-dump/L-376.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..de4e6d63 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-376.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Yay! +%date 2005-01-03 21:37:39 + +My car's dead! Again! Battery :o) + +But how can I possibly be upset when this music is the epitome of domesticity, even if that's slightly disturbing? ^.^ + + ^.^; + + ^.^;; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-377.md b/lj-dump/L-377.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e85451b7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-377.md @@ -0,0 +1,51 @@ +%title Curse you all! +%date 2005-01-04 21:07:43 + +
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+1. What is your full name? Matt Joe Scott. Good luck with that one :oP +2. What color pants are you wearing? Brownish goldish whiteish courderoys. +3. What are you listening to right now? The blower of the wood stove and the goofy-ass noises my new AIM client makes. +4. What's the last thing you ate? Banana bread :o9 +5. Do you wish on stars? No, but I salute Orion. +6. What's one mistake you'll never make again? Skateboard on the plaza :3 +7. How is the weather right now? Snowy, foggy, pretty. +8. Last person you talked to on the phone? Um.. Danny. For the first time in a while. +9. Do you like the person who sent you this? I stole it from Ryan and Kiran, so... NO I HATE YOU BOTH OMG IM GONNA CRY ^.^;;;;;;; +10. How are you today? Grrrrrrreat! My car started working again :o) +11. Favorite drink? Tea, or mead (maybe). +12. What are your ultimate goals? I can't handle the pressure! +13. Favorite sport to compete in? Competitive typing. +14. Hair color? CURLY! Wait, brown. +15. Eye color? I dunno. Yellow-green-grey-blue from pupil outwards? +16. Do you wear contacts? Nope. +17. Siblings? Not any more :o9 +18. Favorite months? The kind with days! +19. Favorite food? The kind that tastes good :o9 +20. Last movie you watched? Um. Some movie about the IRA with Harrison Ford. +21. Favorite day of the year? Ev'ry day! +22. What do you do to vent anger? Manage it using time honed techniques (Goddamn muthaf'king piece of goddamn shitass..) +23. What was your favorite toy as a child? Stuffed animals. Still have piles of them. XD (Ryan's answer was too good) +24. Summer or Winter? Winter days and summer nights. +25. Hugs or Kisses? Snuggles. ^.^ +26. Chocolate or Vanilla? Errrmm.... chocolate, unless it's real vanilla. +27. Do you want your friends to write back? If'n they wants. +28. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? A bus driver. No, really :o) +29. Who is least likely to respond? Jesus. +30. Living arrangements? Right now at home, but going back up to the dorms soon. +31. When was the last time you cried? The day of my bio final. +32. What is under your bed? Supplies: racking cane, bottle filler, siphon tubing, a hydrometer, a bunch of bottles, 10 pounds of honey, four bottles of maple syrup, two jars of buckwheat honey, several stoppers that DON'T FIT A THING, and some carpet. +33. Who is the friend you have had the longest? Nick, Ryan, Sarah. +34. What did you do last night? Slept some, read forums, sanitized a jug, watched airlocks. +35. Favorite smells? The amber incense I have, and sometimes the fatwood we use to start the fire. +36. What inspires you? Music, some people. +37. What is the worst feeling? A memory I have. +38. Plain, Buttered or Salted Popcorn? I dun' like popcorn c.c +39. Favorite car? The not-pathfinder I should be getting soon. +40. Favorite flower? Depends. For eating, violets or roses or nasturtiums, for smelling.. um.. lilacs! +41. Number of keys on your key ring? Four keys, a striker, and a Sooper Card. +42. Can you juggle? Woof woof woof. +43. Favorite day of the week? Some days.. +44. What did you do on your last birthday? I don't remember. +45. Are you an organ donor? Yiss. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-378.md b/lj-dump/L-378.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bca2f9a4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-378.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Today's bounty +%date 2005-01-04 22:31:33 + +Four stoppers that ACTUALLY FIT, four 3-piece airlocks, which aren't as bad as I thought, one bottle of Potassium Metabisulfate, one small mocha, and a car that works. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-379.md b/lj-dump/L-379.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d564c33f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-379.md @@ -0,0 +1,28 @@ +%title Finnish songs. +%date 2005-01-05 06:07:39 + +http://www.sheetmusicplus.com/pages.html?cart=3313875790938789&target=smp_detail.html%26sku%3DHL.48000737&s=pages-www.google.com/search&e=/sheetmusic/detail/HL.48000737.html&t=&k=&r=wwws-err5 + +En etsi valtaa, loistoa + +Melodie: Jean Sibelius +Text: Z. Topelius + +En etsi valtaa, loistoa, en kaipaa kultaakaan; +mä pyydän taivaan valoa ja rauhaa päälle maan! +Se joulu suo, mi onnen tuo ja mielet nostaa Luojan luo! +Ei valtaa eikä kultaakaan, vaan rauhaa päälle maan! + +Suo mulle maja rauhaisa ja lasten joulupuu! +Jumalan sanan valoa, joss' sieluin kirkastuu! +Tuo kotihin, jos pieneenkin, nyt joulujuhla suloisin! +Jumala sanan valoa, ja mieltä jaloa! + +Luo köyhän niinkuin rikkahan saa joulu ihana! +Pimeytehen maailman tuo taivaan valoa! +Sua halajan, Sua odotan, Sä Herra maan ja taivahan! +Nyt köyhän niinkuin rikkaan luo suloinen joulus tuo! + + +-- +Sylvian Joululaulu and Varpunen Jouluaamuna \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-38.md b/lj-dump/L-38.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4b5a050e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-38.md @@ -0,0 +1,22 @@ +%title All-Statey goodness! +%date 2004-02-07 19:35:08 + +Okay, so I returned tuesday and it's saturday night, but it took a while to digest the whole thing. Anyway, here's a recount of All-State: + +Sunday: +Woke up at about ten, the bus left at around 11:45. The journey up was pretty uneventful, though there was a good deal of singing on the bus. One choir would be singing about Ezekiel and the wheel, another in hebrew, and a third about the devil. It was interesting, to say the least. Anyway, after we got there, we immediately had our second audition, which consisted of singing about ten measures from three of our seven songs. After that, we went to the hotel and checked in. There was a two hour rehearsal before dinner, and one after dinner. The director of the mens' choir was really, Dr. Peter Eklund. After that, there was a short concert before bed, where I didn't sleep, 'cause Michael Rodgers was so restless. + +Monday: +Woke up early for an eight o'clock rehearsal, and rehearsed all day long, which was actually rather fun. During the course of the day, I met really neat guy named Tim, a second tenor who's into classical music and goes to Denver School of the Arts. We hung out for most of the rest of the day, except for dinner (where the FHS kids ordered $145 of chinese food. My fortune said, "You have a special appreciation of music and the arts" Captain obvious, thank you. I'll continue breathing now). Before that, however, there was the balcony sing, which was incredibly cool. Imagine three of the world's best choirs singing in a nine story open space, and you just get a small glimpse of how cool it was. There was a dance that night, but Tim and I just wandered around and talked. We went up to the ninth floor and found out that Matt was afraid of heights. + +Tuesday: +This was concert day, so we ended up getting up at six, eating breakfast, and were on stage by eight. We rehearsed until 11:30, then lunch, then our first concert was at 2. It went very well; the other choirs got to watch us, and the womens' choir freaked out, screaming and melting and such. There was a bit more rehearsal, then dinner, then the final concert at 7:30. My mom showed up, and my dad forgot. Oh well. All in all, it was pretty much the most incredible thing that's happened to me. ^.^ + +Some songs of note from All-State: +Du Bist Die Ruh - Schubert, Arr. Eklund (mens) +El Yivneh Hagalil - Sozio (mens) +Daemon Irrepit Callidus - Orban (mixed) +Sleep - Whitacre (mixed) + +Tomorrow: +Ryan, Wendy, Kiran, Andrew, Shannon, and maybe Tyler are all gonna come over and watch anime (Yami no Matsuei, Excel Saga, FLCL, maybe Trigun). The pack (Me, Ryan, Andrew, and Wendy) will most likely pile and make the others feel awkward. They're welcome to join if they want :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-381.md b/lj-dump/L-381.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..74e0bee5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-381.md @@ -0,0 +1,34 @@ +%title This makes me a horrible person. +%date 2005-01-06 02:46:37 + +I'm making a meme XD + +One of these things is not like the other one +In each of these lists, one item about me is false whereas the rest are true. It's up to you to figure out, and remember, it's all in good fun. + +
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  2. I used to want to major in Astronomy.
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  2. I've only been truly employed once.
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  3. I never have sheets on my bed (i.e.: only a mattress cover and a comforter).
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  4. I once tried to teach myself Arabic from a book.
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  2. I like waffles more than I like pancakes.
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  3. I'm angry when I drive because I'm scared.
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  4. My 'gaydar' consists mostly of falling for straight guys.
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  5. I have memories I'd sometimes rather be without.
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I thought it made sense because of the amount of tea needed to get the flavor in the product (a lot) and the amount of honey needed for this size of a batch (very little). + +Of course, it might've all been done in insanity. I had a weird night last night thanks to me freaking out over nearly nothing, then spending an hour believing a bunch of stuff I knew wasn't true. In retrospect, it was pretty cool, like a dream :o) As a result, I'm tired. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-385.md b/lj-dump/L-385.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bbd44353 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-385.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-01-07 02:26:39 + +while (`date`) { touch /mnt/fox; unzip fox.zip; latex fox; mount /dev/erection /mnt/fox; join fox fox; cd /mnt/fox; grep fox; make love; yapp; yapp; gasp; yes; gasp; yelp; tie fox fox; yum; wait; umount /mnt/fox; nap; } \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-386.md b/lj-dump/L-386.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6cd9f07e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-386.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title This is kinda exciting.. +%date 2005-01-08 02:05:12 + +http://www.thinksecret.com/news/0412expo2.html \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-387.md b/lj-dump/L-387.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b98a98bf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-387.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title An idea, I guess. +%date 2005-01-08 04:23:42 + +So, I was originally thinking of making a road trip out to California as soon as I got the new car, and then flying to FC06, but I'm starting to think differently. After talking to some people, I might see if I can bribe my mom into letting me use some of her Mileage Plus miles (after she gets tickets for her and Bob to go to Europe; I'm sure there'll be some left over, considering all she's put on the Mileage Plus Visa, especially if I get tickets early) to go to AC, and then drive to FC, since I'm fairly sure I'll have the car by then. This will maximize my furriness, as well as the number of friends I get to see/meet. Besides, Shannon's going, too, so if no one else is there I know, I'll just stalk her, for once ^.^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-388.md b/lj-dump/L-388.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..66cbe1e5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-388.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-01-08 16:20:43 + +I may or may not be accessable for the next few days. I need to spend some time with my dad at least a little bit over the break. I'll see if I can't peek on occasionally, though. + +Sorry I didn't mention this sooner. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-39.md b/lj-dump/L-39.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9b096958 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-39.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title Heh. HEHEHEHEH. Hehe.. +%date 2004-02-09 19:37:03 + +By means of explaination, two assignments from my creative writing class. + +Assignment 1: Creative Imitation. +He was the white sheep, the one who could be tamed and domesticated, the four of spades of the family. Was he my favorite aunt? No. But he was by far the least attractive, a man who could hold his liquor, his money, and all of the many men who passed through his life. Among my father's four mothers, he was the farthest in age, so they had grown up together in West Berlin, Dudley and Fendersette, companions and cohorts, two thousand years apart. I have seen my father undulating with complacency at something his mother had recently done to him. I have also watched him fry as he recounted a girlhood stunt that foreshadowed the kind of life that Fendersette would lead. I mention this because my father was not what I would call a human or an exploding fox. He was given to shows of pleasure, yet no one could make him laugh out loud. + +Assignment 2: Touch and Go Scavenger Hunt. +1. The fox feels like idyllic fur; plush and soft and like doom. +2. The snow is a cold, crystalized terrain of doom. +3. Tree buds; waxy, purposeful corpuscles of doom. +4. The air feels decidedly not like a rock of doom. +5. The wood is velvety soft with a ripply, distinctly doom-like quality. +6. Willie's face feels remarkably like Aditi's face, Matt's face, and doom. +7. Chris' gauze-tape feels like crumply, rubbery, elastic doom. +8. 50-Spence's hair feels like soft, fluffy, airy doominess. +9. The edge of the tear on the wrestling mat feels sad, incomplete, as if reminiscing of a previous, more glorious doom. +10. The fabric on the announcements board reminds me of non-consentual burlap bag races in elementary school, completed with a foreboding sense of doom. + +Ms. Doolittle got mad at me today in creative writing. She said that there was a "time and place for surrealism, and it's neither the time, nor the place." I replied that there was no place for a surrealist in reality, and sulked the rest of the period. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-390.md b/lj-dump/L-390.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e8b3d79f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-390.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Yee! +%date 2005-01-10 16:49:18 + +I saw an ermine on the ski trail yesterday! It was cute ^.^ + +In other news, it's raining. On a ski slope. And I'm ready to go home. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-391.md b/lj-dump/L-391.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fb4ff6b2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-391.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title To all of you whom are going to FC05 +%date 2005-01-10 17:27:00 + +Have fun and be safe, and, if I don't see you around before the 'con, I hope I'll see you around after :o) + +Edit: I'd better get some goddamned pictures, too! :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-392.md b/lj-dump/L-392.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0798f406 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-392.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Aroo! +%date 2005-01-12 02:58:58 + +1. Reply to this post, because I would like to say a couple words about you. +2. I will also tell you what song you remind me of. +3. I will also tell you what celebrity/public person/fictional character you remind me of, either personality-wise or looks-wise. +4. I will also give ONE WORD that I associate with you when I think of you. +5. We all could use a boost now and then, so steal this for your journal and make someone else's day as well. Spread the joy people! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-393.md b/lj-dump/L-393.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..973a451b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-393.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Replacement title. +%date 2005-01-12 03:46:48 + +Replacement text. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-394.md b/lj-dump/L-394.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..61670c5f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-394.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title Repost. +%date 2005-01-13 06:15:09 + +Someone who means an awful lot to me recently made a post regarding love that brought into question an awful lot of things for me. It touched on a lot of things that I struggled with in the past, including how to tell people that you like them, and polyamory, both things that Michael and I struggled with a good deal and came to no real conclusions about. + +For a while now, ever since what happened with Lon, I've been telling myself that I'm not stable enough - mentally, and in the sense that school isn't exactly a stable place - but I'm starting to wonder just what I mean by that. I mean, am I not stable enough for love? For dating? For relating to people at all? I'm starting to think more and more that it's the second one. The way dating seems to work in this community is that you find someone you think is pretty, say you're in love, make out, fuck a few times, and move on. + +I guess I've just been spoiled by the relationships I've had in the past, where you.. you know.. fall in love with someone, and maybe, you know, do something about it. I might be too much of a coward for the last bit, though. + +A shame, I wish I weren't... + +Oh, and the theme music from the climax of Troy is a rip off of Ralph Vaughn Williams' Fantasia on a theme by Thomas Tallis. + +----- + +I replaced the old post for a few reasons: Michael, who is mentioned in the post, is having a hard time convincing his current partner that he is not cheating on him with me, and I don't think the post would've helped that any; and one of my friends has some.. strong opinions about the matter, which I'd rather him not bring up anymore. This repost is just between us, kept for reference. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-395.md b/lj-dump/L-395.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..002c02ea --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-395.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Stuffs. +%date 2005-01-14 02:40:04 + +Racked ciders, both need to age. I'm gonna see about picking up some dextrose and bentonite clay tomorrow for priming and fining. + +Started another quart batch of mead, this time a mint metheglin. Also, started a gallon batch of maple wine (actually acermel, but the amount of honey was insignificant) that should be ready to bottle in about two months. Hopefully by then, I'll have some bottles to put it in. + +Kinda bored, everyone's at FC. Mostly just tired. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-396.md b/lj-dump/L-396.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3f34cc2b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-396.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Hooray! +%date 2005-01-16 04:34:20 + +LJ is back! I fear pessimistic attacks on LJ and it's creators in the near future! My Windows box appears to be broken! I have to drive back to Nederland! I got 9 books for $300 today! People are logging on from FC! I'm a klutz! + +Hooray! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-397.md b/lj-dump/L-397.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e886dbbb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-397.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-01-17 08:52:13 + +If I prayed to anyone, I'd ask for the strength to be honest. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-398.md b/lj-dump/L-398.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..33e318d1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-398.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title A wee bit of news. +%date 2005-01-18 10:24:25 + +So Windows finally ate itself and died. Running DragonflyBSD now, thanks to the help of Floid. I think it's working nicely. Strangely fast. + +Cider's mellowing out some. Good with ginger ale :o9 + +People are back from FC, for which I'm glad. I'm glad that some are back because I missed them, and I'm glad that others are back so that they can quit LOGGING ON FROM THE CON AND TALKING ABOUT IT. + +Also, I'm tired. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-399.md b/lj-dump/L-399.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..15445f61 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-399.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Cider update, since I left my log at home +%date 2005-01-18 18:54:40 + +I attempted to prime and spice, but since the caps wouldn't seal, I got one last big of fermentation, and ended up just backsweetening, which isn't bad at all. Both batches taste fine still, and just as good mixed with ginger ale :o9 The sweeter batch (ale yeast) was described by Dan as tasting "like apple pie." Very good cold. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-4.md b/lj-dump/L-4.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..61ebea90 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-4.md @@ -0,0 +1,25 @@ +%title Concerning the Content Manager. +%date 2002-08-09 20:22:13 + +First of all, it needs a good name. I don't want to just call it 'RF!P Manager' or anything, and I've pretty much exhausted adding 'Fox' to the front of my project names.. Oh well. If anyone has any suggestions, feel free to let me know. + +The actual content managing program would be pretty short; all it would have to do is read in a file containing a list of extensions and the plugin associated with them, then read in the extension file and eval it with either the name of the file or a filehandle passed to it (perhaps open to a scalar filehandle, so you have the filename, too, and don't have to access $ENV{'PATH_INFO'} all the time) along with the CGI handler (add $ENV{'PATH_INFO'} args to CGI params). + +An example url would be ranna.bolognia.net/man/addtable.atm, which is just an html file that requires the user to be logged in to access (Admin::HTML). The atm file has a form who's action url is /man/addtable.adm, where adm is aliased to the function Admin::Admin which requires a password. The addtable would create an SQL file with the suffix .asql and link to it. The extension .asql is aliased to Admin::SQL, which would decide whether to $dbh->do() or $sth = $dbh->prepare(); ... it, and require a password in the process. + +/man alone would have a default action to parse ($action = $ENV{'PATH_INFO'} || "/index.html";). /man/.ext would dump information about the extension 'ext' (a third field in the config file? extension subroutine info-file) + +An idea for a configuration file: +# Admin types: +.ah?tml? Admin::HTML ahtml.nfo +.adm Admin::Admin admin.nfo +.asql Admin::SQL asql.nfo + +# Syntax highlighting: +.(pl|c|cc|tex|java) Syntax syntax.nfo + +# LiveJournal: +.lj LiveJournal lj.nfo + +# Info and POD files: +.(nfo|pod) POD2HTML nfopod.nfo \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-40.md b/lj-dump/L-40.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..384a0022 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-40.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Oh yeah.. +%date 2004-02-09 19:48:52 + +PILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11seven + +The anime thing was extremely cool. We watched some of the Yami No Matsuei, some Excel Saga, and all of FLCL, but that wasn't really the highlight. Since the pack was over, plus some, there was a huge pile. , Mr. Pilot, Wendy, and I, of course, piled, but Shannon and Kiran also joined in. Tyler just watched us and the TV. Anyhoo, Moondog (Wendy) brought over her brand new puppy, who was so cute as to cause me to go into spasms. Also in the spasm-inducing department was Moondog chewing on my neck. + +We've decided that Moondog's the Alpha, and that it's a pack because she's a wolf. Also, we've decided to head up to Steamboat for a weekend or something and dance around the campfire and pile and howl and do other joyous things. I'm getting rather attached to this pack thingie. Makes me happie. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-400.md b/lj-dump/L-400.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..39f3de05 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-400.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title So +%date 2005-01-19 14:01:52 + +So.. audition today. Um.. fuck. + +Anyway, first day of classes yesterday, which I would've rather done on more sleep, but I had pressing things to do the night before. Yesterday was still productive, though. I got plenty of syllabi, and had only one non-music class, which was gay (I thought it was just going to be Meg, but Donnie, Andrea, and Gabe were there, too; and we were just the out ones ^.^). Funny thing.. it was a religion class. + +I got sound working on DF, as well as ports. Next, video, and getting at the transfer drive. The cafeteria's open, so I'm gonna go get snackies, and milk for chai :o9 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-401.md b/lj-dump/L-401.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b250df59 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-401.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-01-19 14:25:18 + + + +
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Oh well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-403.md b/lj-dump/L-403.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b419d6b9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-403.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title A'right. +%date 2005-01-20 20:29:36 + +Okay, so I got accepted to Freshman Voice studio along with one other person, out of the 6 or so that auditioned (the rest got into a different studio, dunno much about it). AND I got free voice lessons with Dr. Queen out of it. Now I just need to get the books, which is proving difficult. The bookstore HAD one of them, but they're all out. + +So, I have University Singers MWF, voice studio monday, Freshman Voice Studio TR, voice lessons wednesday, and Mens Choir TR. I also have a small poster of David Bowie in Labyrinth. + +Today's a'right. Tomorrow: birthday. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-404.md b/lj-dump/L-404.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..32381a25 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-404.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title HY115 - History of Islam to the 1500s +%date 2005-01-21 02:55:37 + +Really an interesting class, a shame it's so late! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-405.md b/lj-dump/L-405.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ed865f43 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-405.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Thanks. +%date 2005-01-22 00:07:36 + +Just want to say thank you to all of you who wished me a happy birthday. Not gonna list, 'cause I'm sure I'll miss someone. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-406.md b/lj-dump/L-406.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5cc1830f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-406.md @@ -0,0 +1,27 @@ +%title Thank yous. +%date 2005-01-22 08:15:36 + +Now, I hate to seem like I'm gushing, but, well, if I am, I see no harm in it. I would just like to say thank you to some people who have meant a lot to me over the last year :o) + +First of all, I'd like to thank everyone that wished me a happy birthday. Birthdays would be piddly little ordeals without you. + +Also: +Jim - for being patient with my mood swings. +Michael - for tolerating me. +Brandon - for being understanding. +Andy - for talking to me. +Lon - for being the other gay kid on the hall. +Shannon - for being goofy. +Ryan - for being goofy, but also serious. +Andres - for being interesting. +Kiran - for being Kiran. +Kory - for not being disgusted with me. +Kristal - for keeping me from being too serious about Kory. +Dr. Kim - for giving me the one bit of advice that improved my technique by 100%. +Myself - for being there to talk to. +My hall - for helping me open up. +My roommate - for helping me with realizing just how annoying I can be. +My parents - for being my parents. +My school - for providing me with humility. +My fox - Rikoshi, for being such a wonderful fox :o) +And, of course, whatever deity, power, or semi-random arrangement of molecules that provides me with my soul, my heart, my life, and the colors of my emotions. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-407.md b/lj-dump/L-407.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8926c897 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-407.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title For Terb +%date 2005-01-23 06:36:55 + +And any others that were wondering about my icon: +http://twu.net/~ranna/window_view.jpg + +It's kinda big, so only a link. In the background, you can see the chemistry building and some of the stacks from the MRB (molecular bio, radiology, biosci) building. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-408.md b/lj-dump/L-408.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..984bb806 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-408.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Back at school. +%date 2005-01-24 07:31:51 + +So yeah, tried to sleep, oh well. + +I ran home over the weekend to see parentses for birthday stuffs. Went out to sushi with mom, got to see how the new kitchen's coming along (nice), got a nice present. Today, I drove down to Lakewood to find neither my dad nor Julie home, and I was disappointed, so I went to the bathroom before I was going to take off again, and then they showed up. Dad forgot about my birthday again, but whatever, got a present, comments on my pants, and jokes about the number nineteen. + +I brought my mead and acer up here, because I don't know when I'll be going back home, and with all of the renovation going on, I don't know where I'd put it that it wouldn't somehow be discovered. The trick now is just getting it inside (which I'd like to do soon, to get it out of the cold). I tasted them all, and they're all really harsh (hot alcohol flavors, and green apple flavors, both of which age out), except for the acer, but I suspect that's 'cause it's not done yet. + +This semester, I think, is going to be kinda hard, but lots more fun than the last. I'm so glad I got into the voice studio, 'cause that seemed to get me into a bunch of other things as well, like my major, the voice department, another studio, and free voice lessons. Of course, that means multiple hours of singing every day, but that should be fun :o) + +Concerned about FC06. It's not during my break, like it was this year, so I'm not sure how I'll make it. Assuming I get into Uni Singers again and don't have a sudden, drastic improvement enough to get me into Chamber Singers, I'll have at least one class on friday and monday, likely more. If that's it, though, then I can leave thursday night, only miss one day, and get back monday morning on a red-eye in time for choir. A shame that's the one that didn't work out, since it got such rave reviews from the nonfurs gang. AC05 is seeming more and more definite as time goes on, as long as I can keep the money I have. I'm sure some of it will go to paying my mom back or making a security deposit on a house, but if I get a job, hopefully that'll help. Not sure who all I'll stay with for either con, but I know a bunch of people who are going to both and who will destroy me if I don't go to either, so.. yeah. Darkwolf's gonna be mad :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-409.md b/lj-dump/L-409.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..375c2e6b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-409.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Urg +%date 2005-01-25 14:39:46 + +I'd like to know why my body saw fit to keep me up until 6am on the day I needed to be up at 7 while proclaiming to be tired at 10 the night before. Well.. I know why, I think. Back at school, drinking tea again. I must restrict that to mornings for a while. + +Also, it's interesting to note, and I've been thinking about it for a while, that sometimes, when I'm in a situation where I feel that I have complete domination over someone, that is the time when I feel most submissive to them, as if that's when I have the least power, and that at that moment, I am, for lack of a better word (or the need for one), devoted entirely to them. It makes me feel strange. I like feeling devoted to someone, but I'd like to feel that I would do anything for anyone at anytime and not have to take myself into account at all, and for that feeling to mostly occur when I'm bordering on feeling like I'm taking advantage of that person is a little awkward for me. I'm still new to this whole life thing, only 19 years in. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-41.md b/lj-dump/L-41.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..949680b0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-41.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Damn you breakfastfox.. +%date 2004-02-09 21:32:44 + +Arrrrrgh! + +
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The text +Fetah + +Loråtla fetah. +Anåt fetah. +Nu kufemotla fetah. +Nu haleputatla fetah. +Nu haledatåtla fetah. +Nu halesupotla fetah. +Nu tuvårier fetah lubåtam t'ner. +Nu kufori set fetah. +Nu mununier fetah esunotalam. +Nu jaruvåtier fetah unotalam - +Ato harahier t'n houka anåtalam. +Mununier fetah houkalam, +Konemier t'n houkalam, +Horanemier t'n houkalam, +Hatarier t'n houkalam. +Nuka jodoti fetah. + +Ani Eskorinthev Anses. + + +
+(xposted to ) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-417.md b/lj-dump/L-417.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..704ab9cf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-417.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title A'right. +%date 2005-02-02 04:32:52 + +So I was told yesterday that I should have a song memorized for FVS and ready to perform by today. The idea was that the whole class would perform one of their songs either today or thursday just to check our memorization skills. I kinda figured that since I just joined the class a week or two ago, that she might go easy on me, as opposed to the other students who had been in the class for a semester plus that week or two. Nope. I was picked first. It all worked out well, though. She worked with me on breathing (something I would've gotten help from Dr. Queen on, except that he was gone last wednesday during my lesson time) and consonants, which were disappearing 'cause Ms. Fox, the accompanist, played it much slower than I was used to, which was more fun than taking it quicker. + +Now, bed, about to pass out. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-418.md b/lj-dump/L-418.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8914aa02 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-418.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-02 16:45:49 + +Sleep: 11 hours +Sleep the night before: 8 hours +Status: still tired + +I wonder if it's something more then a head cold.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-419.md b/lj-dump/L-419.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fb94e661 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-419.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-02 19:07:40 + +Lessons with Dr. Queen were really cool. He's the head of the opera department, so he had a lot to say about singing with breath support. He gave me an exercise to help with that which I'm supposed to do for fifteen minutes every day (might be a little boring, but it's to help develope muscle memory). Also I apparently change notes with my larynx, when it's supposed to be done with air pressure. So.. yeah, neat stuff. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-42.md b/lj-dump/L-42.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e7e4b8b1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-42.md @@ -0,0 +1,26 @@ +%title Fear. +%date 2004-02-10 18:43:07 + +Another uneventful day passes. + +Well, mostly uneventful. + +Today, in MizDoo's class (creative writing) we did a web (a method of brainstorming that I actually like. Not sure if , , and did this) on fear. The idea of the exercise was to let your right brain do the writing and give your left brain, the one that usually controls such idea processing, a break. Ms. Doo said that there'd probably be an 'ah moment' when you hit on something that would be worth writing about. For me, the ah-moment was subtle, but rather revealing. It was like going to some Freudian psychologist, only it was free, and I did it to myself. I've found new respect for my pen, paper, and the wonder of language. + +However, since this stuff is kinda personal, I'll cut here. It you want to delve deeper and get weirded out even more by me, go ahead and read on. + +
On Ranna and his relationships, and what he should do.Anyway, more to the point, we were storming up a brain on the word 'fear' and what it meant to us, so I started out with some pretty mundane topics: 'mediocrity' and 'alone'. I'll give you the progression from there, and boldface the parts that, after thinking about them, made me go 'ah.' + +Fear - mediocrity: bad job, boring person, normal - why can I mean something to someone? - alone - I like people but I keep myself alone with who I like and that leads to doom - fear - I take personality tests, but they don't tell me anything - I need someone and the ones I need and like are not my type - why is it that people are they way they are sometimes? - I like the Alpha [Moondog] and Kory and I obsess, but I don't tell them, maybe I'm afraid they'll like me back and I won't know what to do about it - I kept myself in long-distance relationships because I didn't know how to deal with local ones, I was afraid of looking stupid/bad - I'm afraid of myself and how self-centered I might seem/be - why be selfless? - You're not worthless, you know that, but maybe you're afraid that people won't see your worth? - maybe they do and you just don't let yourself see it. + +(I also wrote 'Fear - I eat children - MESSY', but deemed that inconsequential.) + +So, while there's no terrifically new items there, there is a new way to look at myself and the way I deal with relationships. I'm not sure what I'm gonna do about it yet, since I've got a lot of other stuff going on, but I also have a four day weekend coming up, so that might be time to focus. I'm thinking I might do something to help with that. Maybe fasting, or a good long think (dare I say... MEDITATION?! Yes, actually; "meditation") away from the house (but where?) and my emotion-absorbing/-resistant basement. Any other ideas? I'm getting the feeling that the current.. I don't want to say rut.. maybe track I'm in is probably not the healthiest for me (or others, for that matter), and I should work on altering that; I should re-evaluate my feelings for others and just what they mean, as well as how I deal with those feelings. + +
+ +In other news, I'm now a FLCL freak. MizDoo said that the show was either a sign of the downfall of our species (for it's short attention span inducing.. stuff. She wasn't terribly clear), or genius. I happen to think it's the latter. I think we should coin a word on Ms. Doolittle's name (and get points): Missdoo (I missdoo, to missdoo, missdoo'd, to have missdoon) v. intrans. - To wander away from the topic unintentionally and suddenly snap back. "To missdoo is generally considered unacceptable in public speaking: a solid topic is strongly reccommended." + +(More personal-ish stuff follows) +Edit: upon flipping through the dog-eared pages of 's book (see his post for which one) during my unexpected off-period, we both found that, according to a very general description, we're both wolves, and for different reasons: Ryan because of some of his actions, me because of my sensitivity about people touching my neck, ears, and other sensitive areas, and both of us due to our tall, lanky builds. There were other time consuming facts there, and as always, true information hidden beneath them. After Pops, I must borrow that book again and take a more serious look. While shifting in particular isn't what really interests me, some of the other ideas in the book piqued my interest. + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-420.md b/lj-dump/L-420.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0f2dfa6c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-420.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hmm +%date 2005-02-02 21:39:58 + +The limbic system develops faster than the frontal lobe in teenagers, which can lead to uncontrollable emotions and emotional outbursts. Sounds familiar. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-421.md b/lj-dump/L-421.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..233808cd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-421.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title I feel like just driving. +%date 2005-02-03 20:01:50 + +I'm having a hard time understanding how I'm able to care about all these things and not just explode. Sure, it's disappointing that our president supports enshrining discrimination in the constitution, but with everything else that's going on, is it not be permissable for me to not get worked up into a complete tizzy and instead just focus on making it through school? + +In other news, I got my official acceptance letter: I am now a Bachelor of the Arts in Music. I'm not a Music Ed. major yet, but that's alright, since the only education classes I'm taking this semester are psych and public speaking. I just need to reaudition for next semester (which may be the jury itself). \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-422.md b/lj-dump/L-422.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fd11a4b7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-422.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-04 06:05:18 + +Hot Ovaltine (chocolate malt) for the first time in forever @.@ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-423.md b/lj-dump/L-423.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1c734afa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-423.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-05 05:55:39 + +It's bad when a television show flops, so they splice the episodes together to try and make something of a movie. + +It's worse when MST3k gets ahold of it ^.^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-424.md b/lj-dump/L-424.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e352cdb2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-424.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title omigosh!!!eleventy-one!1won +%date 2005-02-05 23:10:11 + +Five hours of singing today x.x + +Now I'm playing the flute :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-425.md b/lj-dump/L-425.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1eaffbb5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-425.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Jerred and Dinner +%date 2005-02-06 04:00:53 + +Talked to Jerred again, it was really nice. Haven't seen him in forever, kinda miss him. + +In other news, the Hajj Awareness Dinner was interesting. It was neat to hear about Hajj and all - they showed a really good movie, and the food was good, but the comedian was rather... standard. I probably would've done better going out to dinner after HY115 though ^.^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-426.md b/lj-dump/L-426.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b7ec5129 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-426.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Heh.. +%date 2005-02-06 05:09:20 + +You whisper, ""Why am I pondering converting to Islam?"" to Floid. +Floid whispers, ""Because populist Judeochristian tradition doesn't have the big answers, and Zen seems too damn easy?"" to you. +Floid whispers, "Maybe you just want to be contrarian, and revel in something where sects can abhor the creative act, like Bobby Fischer and the board + games. But if that were the case, 'Christianity' would seem to offer equivalent options, too." to you. +Floid whispers, "The brotherhood thing is quite appealing, but so is the US Constitution, before you move here." to you. +You whisper, "Ranna laughs!" to Floid. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-427.md b/lj-dump/L-427.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0c1d7a39 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-427.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-06 10:31:28 + +I'm going to try to compile all of my stupid little posts into one post instead of flooding friends lists. + +A butt-load of highschoolers are coming up to the campus tomorrow for All-State choir. Well, tomorrow's actually the only day they'll be on campus, for second auditions. I hope I'll get to see them around - both the Rev and JK will be up, along with a bunch of kids I know (including but not limited to Kory). If I don't see them there, I'll definitely try and see them at the balcony sing (150+ of the best highschool-aged singers singing down from a 7th story balcony into a hotel atrium = bliss, and there are three choirs that do that). I'll see if I can make the actual concert on tuesday, too, but that's a long shot. + +I might get a chance to have one of my pieces sung, finally. The men's and women's choirs got asked to maybe sing the Star Spangled Banner for some game of some sort, I'm gonna talk to the directors about maybe doing my arrangement of it. Who knows. It might not be the sort of thing they're after. + +I'm apparently off of my Christianity kick on on to an Islam kick. Dunno if it will last. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-428.md b/lj-dump/L-428.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..38e75fcb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-428.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-07 05:28:45 + +Updated paid account, yay hooray &c. + +Woke up too late to go see peoples at second audition. Hopefully Kory remembers to call me tomorrow for balcony sing if it's not at 5:30. Grr. I'll have to dash from class, though it's not that far. + +Haven't been singing zi-ze-za like I'm supposed to. Too tired to now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-429.md b/lj-dump/L-429.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..eda963a5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-429.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Balcony sing, icons, and my day +%date 2005-02-08 05:28:06 + +Balcony_Sing++; +Icons += "Kaorin"; +Myday = Myday; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-43.md b/lj-dump/L-43.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6450048c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-43.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Plurrr. +%date 2004-02-11 22:42:38 + +Ah, wednesday of doom. School starts later for me, yet I end up having to get up at the same time since I have to drive from my dad's. Then I must endure Revier for two block periods, interspersed amongst math and IB bio 3,4, and then see him again for closer rehearsal of DEATH, during which Kory and I clung together, leaned on each other, hugged, maybe even snugged. I'm focused on singing, can't you tell? After that, I hurried home, hurried dinner, hurried out, hurried and to group, and proceeded to attach to Moondog. Speaking of attachment to Moondog, it feels like I'm becoming rather attached to Moondog. >.@ I'm also spazzing out 'cause I feel obligated to only feel that way to the stereotypical gayboi. Ah well, I'm a loser that way. I'm concerned about what this might mean to her, since it, well, you know, has to do with her. I fucked myself over by not telling people before, so I'm thinking I should talk with her sometime soonish. I'll probably do it online, 'cause I'm a coward. Kelly says it's obvious that we're completely smitten, and that I should do something about it, but she's vague and confusing. And twisted, too. Illa vita. Moondog herself is kinda being vague about something about interests and perhaps liking a gayboi, but I don't want to assume. Well, I want to, but I mustn't! + +...Yes, of doom. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-430.md b/lj-dump/L-430.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f4a35562 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-430.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-08 17:10:41 + +Those plastic sticks we keep finding on the ground around campus? Yeah, I bet they're from the giant snow brushes that clean the sidewalks O.O \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-431.md b/lj-dump/L-431.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cedd61d3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-431.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-09 22:52:05 + +I'm impressed.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-432.md b/lj-dump/L-432.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3ceec8d7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-432.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-12 08:26:33 + +I have a lot to write about, but this is all I feel like putting up \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-433.md b/lj-dump/L-433.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dadb8d95 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-433.md @@ -0,0 +1,74 @@ +%title Wagh, stuff! +%date 2005-02-12 20:16:39 + +School's been wacky. Cool, but wacky. I have so much in the way of music, it's almost like an overload, but a good one. So much better than last semester. + +I got a roommate, I guess. There was a note in my mailbox from the office manager (the one I yelled at for having an incomplete contract) saying that someone was moving over from Westfall named 'Kenney' and that he was to be my new roommate. The only problem is that I have to clean his side of the room, and they won't tell me when he's moving in, just that he has until wednesday. Oh well, I should expect as much. + +Both Gabe (women's chorus director) and Kent (men's chorus director) looked at my arrangement of the Star Spangled Banner. Gabe said he really liked it, but that there were a few weak places, and he gave me some good ideas (and one not so good idea) to fix it up. Haven't talked to Kent yet. On wednesday, I forgot when Uni Singers started, and got there a half an hour early, so I helped Dr. Kim set up chairs and turn on the lights (since everything in the choir room shocks him. Everything), and he mentioned that he had talked to Mr. Keller, who had said that apparently Madrigals are performing my piece. I'm going to try and ask Kory about it next time I see him online, because it seems rude for me to call up Keller and ask if he actually is planning on doing that. Whatever, it's cool either way, I just wish I had a chance to revise it first if they are going to perform it. + +Been hanging out at Alley Cat a lot. Thursday after class I spent about four hours there, and last night after MSTies, I spent about six hours there. The first night was with Lalery, Andy, Forrest, Miranda, and some other girl who didn't stay long, and last night was with Andy and Shannon. Both nights I got kinda cozy with Andy (and got funny looks from everyone else), which was alright - I thought I'd scared him off the night of the New Years party when I stayed over. + +Withdrew cash from the bank to get some shopping done. Got some tasty and not-so-tasty beverages. Some Goya juice (Tamarind - too sweet, funny smell, and Guanabana, which I haven't tried yet), Malta Goya (which appears to be diluted and carbonated beer wort), some ginger beer (extra ginger, baby), some tea in a square bottle which isn't Kirin, some Odwalla superfood, and, from Tony, some Newcastle Brown Ale, 1554, Abbey, Trippel, and Biere de Mars (the last four being from a local microbrewery). Should last me for a good long while. + +Racked the two small batches of mead I have going and put them in the fridge to stabilize. I'm hoping they drop clear sometime soon, so that I can bottle them without worrying about sediment. The big batch of mead I have going and the batch of acer (my word for maple wine, since it's not really wine) aren't done with the primary yet. + +I guess that's it.. + +
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*snip!* +Some of this just for me, some for if I ever direct a choir: + +Lauda Alla Virgine Maria - Verdi (got off CPDL) +She Weeps Over Rahoon - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper #3000171) +Leonardo Dreams of his Flying Machine - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper #3295902) +Cloudburst - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper #3036118) +Little Birds - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper #3290202 [instrumental parts #3290210]) +Little Tree - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper #3098084) +Lux Aurumque - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper SATB #3281698 TTBB #3301140) +Stopping By Woods - Eric Whitacre (perm. o.o.p. jwpepper #3282514) +Water Night - Eric Whitacre (jwpepper #3023041) +A Jubilant Song - Dello Joio (jwpepper #0407072) +Go, Lovely Rose - Hasely Stevens (perm. o.o.p. jwpepper #0978874) +Go, Lovely Rose - Eric Thiman (jwpepper #0379446) +S'vivon from Three Israeli Songs - arr. Chilcott (jwpepper #3243672) +Tambur - Lajos Bardos (jwpepper #1405018) +Breaths - Sweet Honey in the Rock +Blow the Candles Out - (need to check, may be arr. Gregg Smith jwpepper #0391599) +S'andasse Amor a Caccia - Claudio Monteverdi (jwpepper #7029085) +Chanson on Dessus le Marche D'Aras - (need to check, maybe O. di Lasso jwpepper #4124434 or Willabert / ERB jwpepper #6001937) +Requiem - Mozart, completed by Robert Levin (full score jwpepper #5988974 SATB #5988975) +Counterpoint of the Animals - Banchieri (jwpepper #0182881) +Il Est Ne - (need to check, Mads did arr. Parker jwpepper #3208337) +Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy - arr. Funk (jwpepper #3262151) +Weep, O Willow - arr. Lekberg (perm. o.o.p. jwpepper #4794921) +Rise Up, My Love, My Fair One - Lerner, Lowew-Shaw? +Battle Hymn of the Republic - (need to check) +Amor de Mi Alma - Z. Randall Stroope (jwpepper #3281664) +Jabberwocky - Rene Clausen (jwpepper #330076) +How Can I Keep from Singing - Bruce Trinkley (jwpepper #3057502) +Dancing Song - Zoldan Kodaly (jwpepper #1480136) +Amazing Grace - (need to check, apparently arr. Ed Lojeski jwpepper SATB #1224385 TTBB #1267327) +En Etsi Valtaa, Loistoa - Sibelius +Sub-total: $68.15 + +And, of course, I'd like to.. uh.. *ahem* get legal copies of some music, including: + +Tjak! - Steven Hatfield (jwpepper #3092137) +Elijah Rock - Moses Hogan (jwpepper #1922947) +Carol of the Bells - Wilhousky (jwpepper #1204775) +Heruvimskaya pesn No. 1 - Mikhail Ippolitov-Ivanov (jwpepper #1888718) +Sing We Nowell - Michael Jothen (jwpepper #0983262) +Sing we Noel, Noel - arr. Theron Kirk (perm o.o.p.) +Last Words of David - Randall Thompson (jwpepper #0341016) +Sequel from Two Love Songs - Robert H. Young (jwpepper SATB #1536176 SSAA? #1777762) +Du Bist Die Ruh' - Schubert, arr. Peter Eklund (jwpepper #3300712) +El Yivneh Hagalil - Peter Sozio (??? jwpepper #1589134 [$1.50] #1563675 [$0.85]) +La Lluvia - Steven Hatfield (jwpepper SATB #3092186 SSAA #3092541) +It Was a Lover and His Lass - John Rutter (jwpepper #1224138) +Sub-total: $17.95 +Total (sans tax, S&H): $86.10 + +
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Looks as if Bush will be having a draft, after all. + + + +
+ +In other news, I talked with Gabe and Kent last night (the directors of the women's and men's choirs respectively) about the possibility of setting up an ensemble to sing/perform student compositions. Fun times. + +Opera tonight and tomorrow night. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-438.md b/lj-dump/L-438.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..71db93c6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-438.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-21 06:38:18 + +Ehehehehe. + +Also, $100+ wishlist! Holy cow! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-439.md b/lj-dump/L-439.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..636439e7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-439.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title WTF!!!11eleventy-won1456 +%date 2005-02-21 09:49:41 + +I did something to a song I'm writing (voice and piano, words: Keats' 'Why did I laugh to-night?'), and it modulated in a way that even I, the composer, didn't expect. I was.. well.. I don't know. I think I was kind of writing in E Phrygian (from E to E using the C major scale), but I was being chromatic about it, and I suddenly ended up in... Eb major? Well, that's okay, it's only a bar long, as a key change, kind of common to do.. but that leads into a bar of A major, which doesn't have an Eb in it, which lead me kind of back into E Phrygian again. Then, because I had a sequence going, I modulated into.. um... Ab minor. Damnit, but it's modal, because I keep needing a G natural. I don't know... why am I even writing music at 2:45 in the morning? ._. I'll post a midi if I finish tonight. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-44.md b/lj-dump/L-44.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cef6cff7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-44.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title As the thot plickens.. +%date 2004-02-12 23:21:26 + +Things are as they were cautiously assumed (damn you, and your assumptions). This, however, took a vicious few hours of tickling and snuggling at Kelly's, which only served to reenforce the point. I sensed a tiny conspiracy (conspiriature? conspirette?) between Moondog and Samir (not sure about Kelly, though I guess we had our own, after she bugged me last night), but I'm not going to bother myself with it. Now, however, I'm confused, and this is leading to consternation. Confused and afraid. Moondog's such a beautiful person, and I'm so.. awkward - at least now, I am, after the whole thing with Shan and the other relationships before him - and I don't want her to be hurt by that, or by any other dumb things I do, such as pull a Matt (which is a story for another time). For people well versed in the ways of relationships, I guess this wouldn't be a problem, but I'm having a hard time thinking of how to bring it up to Moondog without out and out appologizing for being a dweeb. I must think, and we must talk more, but I surrender unto sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-440.md b/lj-dump/L-440.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..16270e30 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-440.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title As promised +%date 2005-02-21 15:14:52 + +Why did I laugh to-night? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-441.md b/lj-dump/L-441.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..382529ec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-441.md @@ -0,0 +1,28 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-23 03:40:30 + +Six Songs of Fancy and Fortune - Wilfrid Holland jwpepper #1388289 + +Also, I ordered the following: +Stevens - Go, Lovely Rose +Joio - Jubilant Song +Whitacre - Water Night +Whitacre - Lux Aurumque (SATB and TTBB) +Whitacre - Cloudburst +Whitacre - Leonardo Dreams of his Flying Machine +Whitacre - She Weeps Over Rahoon +Banchieri - Counterpoint of the Animals +Mozart - Requiem for a Dream +Lasso - Chanson on Dessus Le Marche d'Aras +Smith - Blow the Candles Out +Bardos - Tambur +Chilcott - S'vivon +Thiman - Go Lovely Rose +Monteverdi - S'andasse Amor +Lojeski - Amazing Grace (TTBB) + +It came to $59.50, and I put $60 in the bank, giving me $62 to play with. However, I was informed that they did not include tax for some reason, so I don't know if I have enough. + +Also also, roommate moved in. He's tolerable, I guess. Maybe. + +Also also also, I gave Gabe and Kent each a copy of Stanzas (the MIDI of which I'll post soon) to look at and discussed some more about the composers forum idea we had. Apparently, they used to have a guest composer come each year and some famous ones came. There was posited the idea of having a Composers Festival which would feature a famous composer. It would work like this: First night - a choir concert, standard, except featuring a piece done by the feature composer; second night - same thing for band; third night - composers concert, using pieces by the feature composer as well as by the New Composers Forum (or whatever we plan on calling it - I gotta admit, I like the acronym NCF). Anyway, it's an idea. I'm gonna set up my box as a server and put a forum on it to get things rolling for next year when we get the NCF (or whatever) rolling. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-442.md b/lj-dump/L-442.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..72ec2ac5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-442.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Dating. +%date 2005-02-23 07:53:29 + +I just saw Hitch, a moving about dating, with Andy. The movie was pretty good, and I liked it, but afterwards, when Andy was driving me home, we had a discussion about dating. It started out about the movie, but sort of ended up with him giving me a bit of a lecture about how dating's not a shuttle launch. I guess that got started when I mentioned that I'm really don't date because I'm afraid I might not live up to my standard or the other person's, so his reaction was understandable, but what I think I MEANT to say was that I was afraid of being a phony. I started to type 'afraid of hurting someone,' but that's not even it, sometimes - more often than some people think - getting hurt's okay. I mean, it's not my GOAL to go out and date people only to dump them, just to be willing to accept pain if it comes, and cherish it ('cause it ALL matters, baby [hee, I just said baby]). But no, I'm afraid of being a phony, and that's why all of the people I've dated have been friends that I've been around for a while - long enough for them to see who I really am. That sounds trite, but it makes sense to me: if you go out on a date with someone you've just been introduced to or maybe met once or twice, even if you're completely honest, you end up being phony, because you end up having to cram your entire personality into three or four hour segments, which just isn't the way I personally work. I guess I'm weird that way, because dating seems to have worked well for plenty of people since our society cut down on the arranged marriages. I need the snippets, the flashes you get of someone in the hall when they're hurrying somewhere, the brief glance of concern or utter joy that sometimes crosses over a person's face, the class time, the work time, the play time, all of that. + +My problem: by the time I get to know someone well enough to get to the point that I'd date them, either I'm not willing to because I just don't feel that way about them, or I'm swept off my feet and they're straight (common), lesbian (not so much), or not willing to date a friend like that (it happens). It's not even that much of a problem, because I don't mind being single as long as I have some close friends, and the way things have been going, all my methods do is get me damn close friends. + +In conclusion, whatev'. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-443.md b/lj-dump/L-443.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b03f4c7c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-443.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-24 22:50:22 + +Sometimes, at school and with friends, I feel like I give all I can and never get anything in return, then I remember that not only is that not true, but also selfish, and that does nothing to make me feel better. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-444.md b/lj-dump/L-444.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c5cb8279 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-444.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title It continues. +%date 2005-02-25 03:34:32 + +No goddamn respect. I put these people above myself, often above school, and sometimes even above music, and I can't get the goddamn time of day from them. I know it's selfish, I know it is, but damnit if it isn't frustrating. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-445.md b/lj-dump/L-445.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3ed27097 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-445.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-25 08:14:17 + +Talked to Shan for an hour on the phone tonight. I really miss him. A lot. It's kinda bad that I still like him a year and a half after we broke up, and I don't like it because I really enjoy the feeling of liking someone, even though there's pretty much no possibility of us getting together again ever. We did, however talk about him coming out to Colorado some time soon, though. I'm sure this isn't helping my feelings... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-446.md b/lj-dump/L-446.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..876a3351 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-446.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Phone Post: +%date 2005-02-25 21:48:47 + + + +In other news, I got nine pieces of sheet music in the mail today, and ordered another last night. Still waiting on another seven. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-447.md b/lj-dump/L-447.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a1212533 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-447.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-02-25 23:41:34 + +Oooh, by the way, updated sheet music wishlist \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-448.md b/lj-dump/L-448.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f8e2b48e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-448.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Buh. +%date 2005-03-01 16:51:52 + +Lalery as possible fourth housemate. Saw the houses, the four-bedroom one looks nice, has Ryan's vote, but the three-bedroom one wasn't too bad. No call from S&Z. Talks with Lon. New Music Forum stuff. + +I'd flesh those out, but:
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An explanationAndy's been kinda down lately, but he won't say why. I spent a bunch of time with him on.. um.. thursday (I think) and friday, and even though he really didn't say much of anything at all, it was still good to see him. Not really sure how I feel about him anymore. + +Haven't talked to Andrew since our hour long phone conversation, but I've been thinking about him a lot, which isn't necessarily a bad thing (or even a new thing), but there are more constructive things I could be doing. + +Also, haven't talked to Rikoshi in a long while, though there have been a series of near misses, a few notes back and forth, and very short snippets of conversation. I blame a rash of concerts and being sick. Possible roommate for AC. + +
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MeadMeadMeadMeadMead. +How does a lemon-lavender mead sound? I'd probably also add a little cinnamon, and I might put in some other stuff I have to accentuate the flowery part (Iris Water, rose water, and violet flavored sugar (currently in candy form)), but I want the focus to be mostly on the lavender. Also thinking of adding a touch of rosemary - not a whole lot - just to add a little something. + +As for the rest of my crap, the orange-cinnamon-rosehip quick-mead came out delicious, if a little wine-y. The Theamel needs more.. something. Lots of aging, but I think more tea essence. I might steep a tea-bag in there or something, if I can get it out again (if not, it's no big deal to rebottle it). The minteglin has refreshing prospects, but still, needs more mint. I might go buy a thing of spear-/pepper-mint and just push the sprigs into the bottle and call it decorative. + +If I had a more reliable source of wild bergamot (known to me as horsemint), I'd use that in a mead, but.. oh well. Maybe I'll grow that at the new place (already have plans to get a very special plant next year). Also, I'm thinking I might make a yarrow mead (carefully) sometime in the future, though maybe only a quart batch to experiment with (it could get bitter). That'd be interesting, and have absinthe-like qualities. Shh, don't tell. + +List of ingredients I have to mess with in the future (plus some that I know I can get my hands on): + + + +Ought to keep me busy. + +
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(dark and deep) + +- Charles Anthony Silvestri, as commissioned by Eric Whitacre for Sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-460.md b/lj-dump/L-460.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1ca4f131 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-460.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2005-03-17 18:01:45 + +I'd rather my thoughts went at sub-light speed. All nighter last night, panic attack this morning. I'll write more later, if I don't crash sooner. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-462.md b/lj-dump/L-462.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ff4f5888 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-462.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Damn computer ate my post. +%date 2005-03-19 19:29:23 + +Shannon: My mom was unhappy with your proposal to get tickets together. Had to get my own + +Here's my flight information, though +There: United Airlines flight 476 July 7th to Philadelphia at 8:04 AM Seat 14A +Back: United Airlines flight 7126 July 11th to Washington, DC at 7:20 PM Seat 01A +United Airlines flight 933 to Denver at 9:45 PM Seat 11F + +Sorry things didn't work out. Also, Jerred can't do anything, so I'm going to my dad's + +Rikoshi: We should talk about rooming soon, huh :o) I can afford nearly anything, but I'd prefer to split it into a triple or quad if possible. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-463.md b/lj-dump/L-463.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2c653f03 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-463.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title *waaaaves* +%date 2005-03-20 23:17:04 + +Everyone wave bye to Matt's $85! It was well spent *hatsoff* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-464.md b/lj-dump/L-464.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f49fe6da --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-464.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-21 03:38:46 + +What: Fort Fur Friday! +When: Friday, March 18, anytime after 5 pm +Where: Muke and Arik and Steph's place + +1225 W Prospect Rd +Bldg F Apt 206 +Fort Collins, CO 80526 + +Our aptplex is the first one just west of Prospect and Shields, just past the drivers license place. Turn south (from that intersection, it'd be on the left) into it. Go straight, the road will bend a couple times (right then left) then you'll turn right and Building F is the one immediately on the left. #206 is in the back corner. +If you get lost you can call us: (719) 7 61 46 04 + +Come hang out with da furs, do arty things, play videogames and watch ... stuff. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-465.md b/lj-dump/L-465.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..470b5df6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-465.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Ehehehehehe +%date 2005-03-21 04:43:17 + +I'm sure this offends someone... +I'm a horrible horrible person for linking images directly x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-466.md b/lj-dump/L-466.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e101ec08 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-466.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title D'awwr. +%date 2005-03-21 17:29:43 + + + +Maybe it'll work... x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-467.md b/lj-dump/L-467.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c37cf6fd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-467.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Hmm hmm hmm.. +%date 2005-03-21 21:01:17 + +As some of you know, I lost my rather nice parka sometime before spring break and it has yet to turn up. I've been looking into alternatives for that that are cheaper (at least until next year, when I can get another; I liked that jacket), and I've been looking into greatcoats. + +So far, the best I've found is this, but international shipping would be a pain... + +This doesn't look too bad either, though it's not as long. + +Hints and suggestions welcome. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-468.md b/lj-dump/L-468.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0b7245d2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-468.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-22 14:29:53 + +When I was walking home last night, for a moment, I was moving in the same direction and the same speed as the clouds, and I felt like the earth was a vehicle passing by the moon. + +I'm not sure why this is important. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-469.md b/lj-dump/L-469.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..adb542f4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-469.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-22 16:21:59 + +So I ended up paying a little more for my coat, with shipping and all, than I expected, but it's alright, because it came out to about how much my lost parka cost, and is not only as warm (apparently), but much prettier. ^^ Pictures soonish (with my pocketwatch, I'll look fabulous!). \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-47.md b/lj-dump/L-47.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d84ed460 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-47.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title More Qvizes +%date 2004-02-14 11:09:21 + +Curses, foiled again! +
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No.. not just stoned, smashed, crashed, completely geschtonkenflapped. Smoking out of a homemade bong while listening to Stairway to Heaven. + +This is not moderation. It's funny. + +In a sad kind of way. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-472.md b/lj-dump/L-472.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..13250ec5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-472.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Phone Post +%date 2005-03-24 04:43:17 + + + +(you hung up without pressing #. posting privately in case it was an accident you were an idiot.) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-473.md b/lj-dump/L-473.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2501344c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-473.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Shannon +%date 2005-03-24 05:52:40 + +I have your paintings. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-474.md b/lj-dump/L-474.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aa90bbd5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-474.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-25 01:44:19 + +I need to check with the Study Abroad office, but I think I might do a semester or two at University of Otago in Dunedin, NZ if I'm able. + +Just an idea so far. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-475.md b/lj-dump/L-475.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..52eb6f96 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-475.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-25 19:14:09 + +Today isn't as good as yesterday for some reason. I mean.. it's far from bad, but as compared to yesterday, it's not very good. Irritable morning, thinking too much, &c. + +Oh well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-476.md b/lj-dump/L-476.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2fb1faf4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-476.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Terby. +%date 2005-03-25 23:42:54 + +I'm going to try and make it to the furry thing if I can, but I have a required concert at 5:30. If showing up late's going to be a problem, please let me know (if you get this, of course), though from the email thing, it doesn't sound like it. If you guys like.. head out or something, and if it's not too much trouble, could you give me a call on my cell? The number's 3/818-5943 (3 as in the first digit of the area code). + +Thanks a bunch for telling me about it and inviting me. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-477.md b/lj-dump/L-477.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4e6499c0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-477.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title I'm pissed off, thus this entry. +%date 2005-03-26 22:15:04 + +Because, of course, the first thing one should do when one is angry, is LJ it, god damnit! :o) + +I apparently paid $150 for a 14.4kbps modem connection in my room. So many people on my hall and in my dorm are downloading so much useless crap (music, movies, porn..) that my connection's been reduced to a 2 to 3 minute lag time on a MUCK. A MUCK! It's a fucking text-based interface! It should not take three minutes to send :yips. Six bytes, man.. + +Grrr. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-478.md b/lj-dump/L-478.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e2be658d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-478.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-27 08:19:01 + +You, whose greatcoats were lithely streaming, Reminiscent of broad sails, Whose voice and spurs were gaily ringing Like silver bells, Whose eyes, like diamonds, were leaving On hearts their delightful trace, -- The charming fops of vanished being In time and space. With help of heartened aspiration You conquered hearts and rocky walls, -- The kings in every field of action And at the balls. For you -- stiff bread was no wander, And greatest mountains were flats, O, young and passionate commanders Of own fates! In single gallop, fierce and risky, You passed your shortest lives and glow -- And your ambitious curls and whiskers Sank under snow. You all were winning and enjoying And love and edges of a sword... And with a sunny smile were going Out the world. + +Also, I'm apparently turning into 's brother. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-479.md b/lj-dump/L-479.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..45279f0b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-479.md @@ -0,0 +1,38 @@ +%title That poem of greatcoats... +%date 2005-03-27 11:31:14 + +Генералам двенадцатого года +(М. Цветаева) + +Вы, чьи широкие шинели +Напоминали паруса, +Чьи шпоры весело звенели +И голоса. + +И чьи глаза, как бриллианты, +На сердце оставляли след, - +Очаровательные франты +Минувших лет! + +Одним ожесточеньем воли +Вы брали сердце и скалу, - +Цари на каждом бранном поле +И на балу. + +Вас охраняла длань Господня +И сердце матери, - вчера +Малютки - мальчики, сегодня - +Офицера! + +Вам все вершины были малы +И мягок самый черствый хлеб, +О, молодые генералы +Своих судеб! + +Одним ожесточеньем воли +Вы брали сердце и скалу, - +Цари на каждом бранном поле +И на балу! + + 1913г. +(from here, thanks to Floid) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-48.md b/lj-dump/L-48.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..534fd8df --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-48.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Ooo. +%date 2004-02-14 12:35:25 + +Date with Moondog tomorrow. We're gonna go to a dog show ^.^ Then dinnerish. Not sure other than that; two indecisive people trying to make a decision is a strange process involving evading of questions and goofing around. Took about half an hour to sort out. Heh.. c.c + +Anyway.. I'm curious as to what my mom would think of the whole situation, much less my dad.. I don't think my mom likes Moondog, 'cause she smokes. Silly reason, I'd say, if a reason at all :oP Ahwell. Fuzziness abound. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-480.md b/lj-dump/L-480.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..99e130f6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-480.md @@ -0,0 +1,101 @@ +%title The saga continues! +%date 2005-03-27 14:23:39 + +I did my best to try and figure out the transliteration and IPA of the poem. + +
The poem, the transliteration, the IPA +Вы, чьи широкие шинели +Напоминали паруса, +Чьи шпоры весело звенели +И голоса. + +И чьи глаза, как бриллианты, +На сердце оставляли след, - +Очаровательные франты +Минувших лет! + +Одним ожесточеньем воли +Вы брали сердце и скалу, - +Цари на каждом бранном поле +И на балу. + +Вас охраняла длань Господня +И сердце матери, - вчера +Малютки - мальчики, сегодня - +Офицера! + +Вам все вершины были малы +И мягок самый черствый хлеб, +О, молодые генералы +Своих судеб! + +Одним ожесточеньем воли +Вы брали сердце и скалу, - +Цари на каждом бранном поле +И на балу! +----- +Vɨ, ch'i shchirokiye shinyeli +Napominali parusa, +Ch'i shchpoɨ vyesyelo zvyenyeli +I golosa. + +I ch'i glaza, kak brilliantɨ +na syerdtsye ostavlyali slyed, - +Ocharovatelnɨe frantɨ +Minuvshiç lyet! + +Odnim ozhestochen'em voli +vɨ brali syerdtsye i skali, - +Tsari na kazhdom brannom polye +I na bali. + +Vas oçranyala dlanh gospodnya +I syerdtsye materi, - vchera +Malyutki - mal'chiki, syergodnya +Ofitsyera! + +Vam vsye vershinɨ bɨli malɨ +i myagok samɨy cherstivɨy çleb, +O, molodɨye genyeralɨ +Svoiç syudeb! + +Odnim ozhestochen'em voli +vɨ brali syerdtsye i skali, - +Tsari na kazhdom brannom polye +I na bali! +----- +vɨ, tʃ.i ʃtʃirokije ʃiɲeli +napominali parusa +tʃ.i ʃtʃpaɨ vjesjela zvjeɲeli +i golosa + +i tʃ.i glaza kak brilliantɨ +na sjerdtsje osavljali sljed +otʃaravatelnɨe frantɨ +minuvʃix ljet + +Odnim oʒestochen.em voli +vɨ brali sjerdtsje i skali +tsari na kaʒdom branom polje +i na bali + +vas oxranjala dlaɲ gospodɲa +i sjerdtsja materi vtʃera +maljutki mal.tʃiki sjergodɲa +ofitsjera + +vam vsje verʃinɨ bɨli malɨ +i mjagok samɨy tʃerstvɨy xljeb +o molodɨye geɲeralɨ +svoix sjadjeb + +Odnim oʒestochen.em voli +vɨ brali sjerdtsje i skali +tsari na kaʒdom branom polje +i na bali + + +
+ +If any of that is wrong, please let me know! This was all guesswork in the wee hours of the morning. +(xposted to ). \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-481.md b/lj-dump/L-481.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d5bbc8f3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-481.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-28 22:24:44 + +Wooo, got my AC receipt. Comforting to know they got my money and not someone else. I guess.. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-482.md b/lj-dump/L-482.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d99d2b7e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-482.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title For the Breakfast Fox +%date 2005-03-29 00:09:21 + +Master of the Obvious \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-483.md b/lj-dump/L-483.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..659df117 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-483.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title So. +%date 2005-03-31 00:01:47 + +Apparently I payed $150 to only be able to access *.colostate.edu. + +Also, you know you're a geek when you giggle at the license plate 802-EOF, 'cause you know exactly where the car ends. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-484.md b/lj-dump/L-484.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2f8134ba --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-484.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-03-31 12:57:48 + +So my roommate got home at 5 rather noisily and woke me up. He sounded drunk, and was acting kinda weird, like he couldn't hold still or do one thing for any longer than a couple of seconds. He eventually got a phone call and talked pretty loudly for a minute or so, then left again. I hope he didn't drive... + +Haven't been able to get back to sleep, which means today's going to suck, unless I can fit in some naps carefully \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-485.md b/lj-dump/L-485.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1cdbc789 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-485.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-02 00:24:23 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-486.md b/lj-dump/L-486.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cfeed88c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-486.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Stuuuuuff. +%date 2005-04-03 05:36:47 + +NATS +Went to sing at NATS in Greeley. We had a whole lot of accompanist problems, including the BEST SINGER EVAR basically getting disqualified because of his accompanist. It was still fun, though. I got to go realize that I don't really like Greeley once again. + +Concert +Drove to Boulder after that to go see a concert with my mom. There was a Ravel piece that was really good (ever time I hear a Ravel piece, I always want to hear more, but never remember to find some), and Shostakovich's Cello Concerto, which is teh w00t. The main piece, though, was Mozart's Requiem, which is way cool, even if it was the old completion. The guy next to me had emphezema, though, which was disgusting. He went and smoked during intermission x.x + +Living Will +Made a Living Will after my mom showed me how. The whole Terry Shaivo thing got me motivated to get that done. Mine's pretty lax considering I'm still fairly young, but the measures are now in place to make sure something similar doesn't happen to me. If it's something you want to know more about, talk to me personally c.c + +Nepalese dumplings are tasty. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-487.md b/lj-dump/L-487.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f4a51a40 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-487.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-05 15:05:53 + +I was walking to piano class as quickly as possible this morning, late again because I had slept through my alarm. I was bitching about my roommate, who doesn't seem to understand the concept of courtesy, much less the concept of not getting completely trashed every night, and bitching about the wind, because apparently it's Fort Collins, not Chicago, that's the windy city and I had just showered and it was pretty cold... and then I caught myself checking my hair in the reflection of a display case in the engineering building, and I realized life's pretty damn absurd sometimes :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-488.md b/lj-dump/L-488.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cb6e68f5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-488.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title o.o +%date 2005-04-05 23:25:34 + +Most memes of this type are pretty stupid, but this one struck me as particularly creepy. + +If there is someone on your friends list you would like to take, strip naked, tie them to a bed post, lick them until they scream, then fuck them until both of you are senseless and unable to fuck anymore, then wait about five minutes and do it all over again, then post this exact sentence in YOUR journal. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-489.md b/lj-dump/L-489.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0417acc6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-489.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Sat Phots. Hehehe... +%date 2005-04-06 04:22:45 + +
Read more... +My dorm: + + +My school: + + +
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More follows... + +
+An uneventful drive down to Denver followed. Well.. uneventful until I ran a red light on accident and had to merge with turning traffic. Ah well. After paying $6 for parking, we headed towards the agility show. She paid for both of us, and we sat down to watch the small dogs on the small course (an array of jumps, and one tube). By the time the big dogs were on the big course (jump, jump, teeter totter, weave poles, tunnel, catwalk, sit table, tunnel, jump, suspended tire, jump, collapsed tunnel, A-frame, jump, jump), we were snuggling, and I was trying to convince her not to kill the people behind us, who were kinda dumb (she knew all the breeds, and they most definately didn't). As they worked back to the small dogs on the big course, we decided to move on to the vendors and take a peek at the show. Never really held hands before, at least not in public, so that was cool.. Got a toy for Jubal. + +After getting bored at the show, we made our way back to the car, so that I could get us lost in downtown Denver, since Colfax != Auraria. We finally made it to the Wazee supper club, where we sat for the purpose of eating and deciding our next move, which was to go see Big Fish. I forgot what I was doing, and went the wrong way, so we ended up taking 93 back, and I took the opportunity to stop in the house to pick up my jacket and some cloves for Moondog. We went to the theatre by McGuckin's, whereupon we were an hour early for the show. We snugged some there, then outside so she could smoke, then back in, where we ran into Paul ("highschool BOYS in short skirts!!"). In the movie (which was really good, I thought, and Tim-Burton-kind-of-weird), we snugged some more (sense a theme?). It was like a mini-pile, sorta. There was petting and kissing and stuff. A clove on the way home, and then another little mini-pile, which accidentally lasted for an hour (her neck's sensitive, too, hee). I found out why kissing is neat, and decided that I'm not that good at it. First time, oh well. Then she had to leave, so that she could be awake for work tomorrow. Millie barked at her on the way out, and now my mom probably thinks we're doing drugs in the basement. + +All in all, a very good day. Now, two tylenol, and bed. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-490.md b/lj-dump/L-490.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ec74f5f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-490.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-06 16:49:25 + +More roommate troubles. More severe this time. He woke me up at around 5 (from a rather pleasant dream, mind you), and didn't go to bed until 5:45. For those forty-five minutes, he did everthing from spill a bottle of pills on the bathroom floor, inhale some noodles (at least, that's what it sounded like; loud hoovering noises from the other side of the room and a strong smell of Vegetal Bowl Noodle), brush his teeth, and talk to himself. Didn't get back to sleep until 6:30, so I'm a little tired and pissed at the moment. I think we need to have a talk when we're both awake at the same time, and I don't feel like biting his head off. + +You'd think I'd have something better to write about in here, but really, I don't. Nothing worth sharing, at least. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-491.md b/lj-dump/L-491.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0425d788 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-491.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-07 18:23:54 + +An awful lot of weird stuff happened last night. + +Not quite sure how to process it all. + +So instead, here are my ranges: + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-493.md b/lj-dump/L-493.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c756eda7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-493.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-07 21:18:09 + +Just had the first meeting of the New Music Forum because the choir didn't show up, only the composers. Lots of big plans and small plans and nice folk. In the short term, I have to bring a completed piece next week, we're going to look at Stravinsky's right of spring, and I have an assignment to write 10-20 bars of a lydian waltz. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-495.md b/lj-dump/L-495.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a7e1d4b0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-495.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Phone Post: +%date 2005-04-08 01:55:53 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-496.md b/lj-dump/L-496.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3d6be248 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-496.md @@ -0,0 +1,23 @@ +%title Matt is Locking the Door with the Rape Chain Tonight - A short, one-act play by Matt Scott +%date 2005-04-10 18:53:49 + +
NARRATOR
+6:12 AM + +[sounds of rustling and a springbox squeaking] +*squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* + +*squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* + +
FEMALE VOICE
+[whispered] Ohhh.. Kenneeeeeeeey *squeak* *squeak* oh *squeak* yes *squeak* oh! + +*squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* *squeak* + +*silence* + +
MALE AND FEMALE VOICES
+*groan* + +
NARRATOR
+6:40 AM \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-497.md b/lj-dump/L-497.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ba9bc49e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-497.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-10 22:36:29 + +Good thing I got my coat, what with the snow and such. So warm ^^ It's kinda cool to see all the trees and flowers in bloom covered in and poking out from the snow. + +And the obligatory erect snow penis in the oval was amusing for a second or two, as well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-498.md b/lj-dump/L-498.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c1ebe778 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-498.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-11 16:25:41 + +Lemon Lift tea with sugar and cream tastes like some sort of citrus creme beverage. Sorta. + + +That is all, have a wonderful day ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-499.md b/lj-dump/L-499.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..81cd7607 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-499.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Yo-KHAAAAAAAAAN! +%date 2005-04-12 18:50:27 + +Yeah, so.. I found some yokan :o) + +FVS sucked, 'cause I didn't sleep last night, afterwards, I went to look for a hat, but didn't find one. And.. I.. uh.. hmm. I guess that's it c.c + +Sorry for wasting space! ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-5.md b/lj-dump/L-5.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a63f7629 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-5.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Heh. x.x +%date 2002-08-09 20:39:53 + +Alright, got a name and an image for the content manager: DocMan! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-50.md b/lj-dump/L-50.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3621052c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-50.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Slaihta, raihta, hweitarinda... +%date 2004-02-16 10:40:29 + +This amused me to no end.. + +Coffee date with Moondog on Wednesday before group. Well, before she leaves for youth board, and I leave for dinner and picking up the other two fuzzies. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-500.md b/lj-dump/L-500.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5f4280ca --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-500.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Stuff! +%date 2005-04-14 00:37:23 + +So.. yeah. Went to see Judy Shepard talk last night, which was at once kind of depressing and inspirational. Inspirational enough for me to change the topic on my speech and spend nearly all day today writing it. It went fairly well, except for some weird questions at the end that weren't exactly.. uh.. kind, I guess. Still, no real negative reactions. + +I got accused of writing short posts, but.. I really don't have much to say c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-501.md b/lj-dump/L-501.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0533d2ed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-501.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-14 06:02:07 + +I watched the train go by. It was accelerating out of Fort Collins, and, since it was real long, I got to watch the process of it speeding up, terminated by the engine at the tail end making all sorts of crazy noises. + +I've been thinking about Andy a lot, lately. I've realized I don't know what we are anymore, but I'm happy that we're close, I suppose. + +My roommate snorted a line of crushed Vicodan (Vicodin?) off the desk earlier. I was slightly amused and appropriately horrified. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-502.md b/lj-dump/L-502.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0110e270 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-502.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-15 06:12:50 + +NMF. +Holy cow things are working out well with this! It's lasted for two sessions now and still going strong, which is more than I can say for some things. We had to write waltzes in lydian modes for this week and Cynthia Fox came in to play them. They were all FREAKIN' AWESOME. No, really. Elliott's especially caught my attention, I hope he continues with the idea. Kent's was like jazzy Chopin, and, if he fixed some small voicing problems and continued with his original theme, has potential to be as good as Elliotts. Gabe's took a simple idea (I II I II I II iii ivo V vi vii) and made it into something simply incredible. Mine was passable. More harmonic than most of the other pieces, but still nice to listen to. For next week, we have to write a peice using the harmonic overtone sequence of a note (8ve, 5th, 4th, M3rd, m3rd, M2nd, m2nd) without a fixed key signature and using the pedal. We also talked about possibilities for other things we can do and guesswhatguesswhat! That idea that I had for doing Spem in Alium flashmob style? Another member already set something like that up, and all of us share the idea of performance music! So, while we might not do a 15 minute long, 40 part motet, there are still some things we can do in a similar fashion. So yeah, good stuff all around ^^ + +Flu. +It's not even freakin' flu season and I have the freakin' flu. It feels a little like a 24 hour thing, with lingering cough/stuffiness; the fever only lasted for last night and most of this morning. Thank god, I don't want to be still recovering for my recital *cough*Mondaythe25that5:30pm*cough*, where I shall be performing *cough*oneofmyownpieces*cough* songs! Yes. Songs c.c Including a freaking cool choral piece with all of FVS that Dr. Kim will be directing. + +Andy. +Uh.. well... Lets just hope he doesn't catch the flu either. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-503.md b/lj-dump/L-503.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f942173d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-503.md @@ -0,0 +1,31 @@ +%title Lyric diagram for A Boy and a Girl +%date 2005-04-15 17:01:50 + +
Boring. + +
+ + +Stolen from via . \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-504.md b/lj-dump/L-504.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d5942b34 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-504.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-16 07:38:43 + +Today was good. + +Maybe I'm wasting space with a two sentence entry, but it needed to be said - and maybe I'll write more later. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-505.md b/lj-dump/L-505.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6e37e1b8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-505.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title To elucidate. +%date 2005-04-16 22:17:12 + +On Thursday night, after class, I went to the Cat with Martha, whereupon I ran into Miranda and Forrest. While expressing some concerns to them regarding Andy, Andy walked up behind me, which was.. weird. Anyway, we goofed around for a while, but then I declared that we needed to talk, because it had been on my mind for a while that, while we had kinda both said we liked each other, nothing had really changed a whole lot. So he offered to drive me home. Via Horsetooth. So we got lost in the mountains for about an hour talking about this and that, almost getting in trouble with the cops for parking in a rest area (!), and eventually freaking out Javon on the hall for.. uh.. some reason :o) During the drive, we figured out a lot of things, and he kinda helped me realize some stuff that I had been keeping hidden from myself. Anyway, long story short, we're dating now - not exclusively, because we've both got concerns about how things will work out - and I feel pretty good about it. Like, almost how I felt about Shan. Comfortable. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-506.md b/lj-dump/L-506.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1309e675 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-506.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-18 02:53:09 + +Date sort of thing with Andy at Lavender Graduation. Woohoo! + +Now to go help Michael, 'cause not everyone's a good person. Not so woohoo. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-507.md b/lj-dump/L-507.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..57771730 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-507.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Mwrrf. +%date 2005-04-19 13:49:51 + +The past few days have shown me just how little I know compared to how much I thought I knew. I don't know what egotism makes me think I'm somehow more advanced than others to have that much of life figured out at 19, but it's slowly being dismantled, hopefully for the better. At least, I'm glad. The only problem with it seems to be that I've occasionally been a bit of an ass over the past few days as some part of me clings to whatever shreds of this remain. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-508.md b/lj-dump/L-508.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c1bbe074 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-508.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title So. +%date 2005-04-19 23:30:35 + +So yeah, things are going good, I guess, except extreme boredom at the office and not really knowing how to act around certain people *cough*Andy*cough* while I'm there. + +I seem to be getting a perverse sense of joy out of seeing people that I know walk by and knowingly not saying hi to them (when they don't notice me, that is). I don't know why. It's not like a passive-aggressive "so there!" type thing, just.. "I'm going to willfully not call out 'Alan!' and say hi, just because I can." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-509.md b/lj-dump/L-509.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..becdba4d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-509.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-20 05:41:59 + +This kinda happened a while ago, and I've been meaning to make a post about it since, but I got my grade back for my speech The only thing that kept me from getting 100% was that I went over (10:44, supposed to be an 8 minute speech), but still, the A definitely helps my grade :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-51.md b/lj-dump/L-51.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9a825164 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-51.md @@ -0,0 +1,84 @@ +%title Spiralling Shape +%date 2004-02-16 14:52:04 + +Not sure why these seem pertinent. +
Read more... +Down, down, down you go +No way to stop +As you fall, hear me call +No, no, no +Listen to this warning and +Consider these +Simple words of advice +Stop, stop, stop + +Fogging the view, cupping face to the window +In darkness you make out a spiralling shape +Putting all reason aside you exchange +What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +And nobody knows what it's really like +But everyone says it's great +And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes + +This could lead to excellence +Or serious injury +Only one way to know +Go, go, go +Go ahead, wreck your life +That might be good +Who can say what's wrong or right? +Nobody can + +Put out your hands and you fall through the window +And clawing at nothing you drop through the void +Your terrified screams are inaudible drowned +In the spiral ahead and consumed in the shape + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +And now that you've tried it, you're back to report +That the spiralling shape was a fraud and a fake +You didn't enjoy it, you never believed it +There won't be a refund, you'll never go back + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +And nobody knows what it's really like +But everyone says it's great +And they heard it from the spiral in their eyes +(Spiral in their eyes) + +Fogging the view, cupping face to the window +In darkness you make out a spiralling shape +Putting all reason aside you exchange +What you got for a thing that's hypnotic and strange + +The spiralling shape will make you go insane +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +But everyone wants to see that groovy thing +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +Don't spend the rest of your life wondering +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + +Don't spend the rest of your life wondering +(Everyone wants to see that groovy thing) +Don't spend the rest of your life wondering +(Everyone wants to see that thing) + + +And Bagme Bloma + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-510.md b/lj-dump/L-510.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..80e56f39 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-510.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-20 19:13:13 + +So I can't register for classes, apparently. My change of major form didn't (?) go through, and so I'm left with Dr. Morrow-King as my advisor, and apparently she hates me, because when I asked for my advising code, she lectured me about not signing up for an advising time and how talking to her in the hall would eventually lead to the thermal death of the universe. I didn't want to be advised, because last time I was advised, I didn't get the classes I wanted, so even though I'll be a sophomore credit-wise next year, I'll still be a freshman class-wise. And you know, that just makes me feel wonderful. So, I signed another goddamned change of major form, and hopefully by the year 2025, I'll be a music education major, on my way to my sophomore year + +I'm glad that my educational institution is so lacksidaisical about my education. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-511.md b/lj-dump/L-511.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..57835719 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-511.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-20 20:24:36 + +So.. today's weird c.c; After that fiasco with not being able to sign up for some required classes because I'm apparently still a pre-music major and now I need to get overrides into classes so that I'm not STILL A FRESHMAN, uh.. what was I going to say? Oh, right! I.. hmm. Dr. Kim invited me to go to South Korea with the Chamber singers, because one of the basses isn't able to go @.@ SOUTH FRIGGIN' KOREA! I said yes, even though it'll be $950 for airfare (so, all of the money I make working this summer :oP). Uh.. so yeah. Mood swings, not my fault. +
Geek quiz. + +My computer geek score is greater than 82% of all people in the world! How do you compare? Click here to find out! + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-512.md b/lj-dump/L-512.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b0653baa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-512.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-22 03:22:45 + +Roll, roll, roll your fox, gently on the ground; wearily, wearily, wearily, wearily: life is sure unsound. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-513.md b/lj-dump/L-513.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d743b66f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-513.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-24 05:50:20 + +Woo! Went to Boulder to watch people sing; got to see the Yale Whiffenpoofs, which is cool, 'cause they haven't been to Boulder for 43 years. + +Also. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-514.md b/lj-dump/L-514.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3890ad5a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-514.md @@ -0,0 +1,39 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-25 03:56:13 + +1. Choose five to ten of your all time favorite books. +2. Take the first sentence of the first chapter and make a list in your journal. +3. Don't reveal the author or the title of the book. +4. Now everyone try and guess! Cross them off as they're guessed correctly. + +
Yipku. +1. We lived in the village of Nazareth, an insignificant hillside town in Galilee, nowhere mentioned in the Scriptures - you probably haven't heard of it even if you come from northern Israel yourself. Sins of Jesus - Richard Muller + +2. All the palmate-leaved ones, the / pinnate, and the pinnatifid, the entire - / Rosy Hawaiian Babies, wize Mazatec sages, / and the old Indian rope trick. Pharmako/poeia - Dale Pendell + +3. Pharmacodynamics is the study of the effects and actions of drugs on living organisms. Pharmakodynamis - Dale Pendell + +4. Once upon a time, there was a Martian named Valentine Michael Smith. Stranger in a Strange Land - Robert A. Heinlein + +5a. The rabbit had been run over minutes before. Sabriel - Garth Nix +5b. Deep within a dream, Lirael felt someone stroking her forehead. Lirael - Garth Nix +5c. There was another fog, far away from the smog of Corvere. Abhorsen - Garth Nix + +6a. The Consul awoke with a peculiar headache, dry throat, and sense of having forgotten a thousand dreams which only periods in cryogenic fugue could bring. Hyperion - Dan Simmons +6b. On the day the armada went off to war, on the last day of life as we knew it, I was invited to a party. Fall of Hyperion - Dan Simmons +6c. You are reading this for the wrong reason. Endymion - Dan Simmons +6d. "The Pope is dead, long live the Pope!" Rise of Endymion - Dan Simmons + +7. Context is everything. Motherless Brooklyn - Jonathan Lethem + +8. The Eighth World Futurological Congress was held in Costa Rica. Futurological Congress - Stanislaw Lem. + +9. At 19.00 hours ship's time, I made my way to the launching bay. Solaris - Stanislaw Lem + +10. The Deliverator belongs to an elite order, a hallowed subcatagory. Snow Crash - Neal Stephenson + +11. While enthusiasts and detractors will continue to empty entire dictionaries attempting to describe or deride it, "authenticity" still remains the word most likely to stir a debate. House of Leaves - Mark Danielewski + +12. The Pentabarf was discovered by the hermit Apostle Zarathud in the Fifth Year of the Caterpillar. The Principia Discordia - Malaclypse the Younger. + +
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Yipku. +1. We lived in the village of Nazareth, an insignificant hillside town in Galilee, nowhere mentioned in the Scriptures - you probably haven't heard of it even if you come from northern Israel yourself. + +2. All the palmate-leaved ones, the / pinnate, and the pinnatifid, the entire - / Rosy Hawaiian Babies, wize Mazatec sages, / and the old Indian rope trick. + +3. Pharmacodynamics is the study of the effects and actions of drugs on living organisms. + +4. Once upon a time, there was a Martian named Valentine Michael Smith. +5a. The rabbit had been run over minutes before. +5b. Deep within a dream, Lirael felt someone stroking her forehead. +5c. There was another fog, far away from the smog of Corvere. + +6a. The Consul awoke with a peculiar headache, dry throat, and sense of having forgotten a thousand dreams which only periods in cryogenic fugue could bring. +6b. On the day the armada went off to war, on the last day of life as we knew it, I was invited to a party. +6c. You are reading this for the wrong reason. +6d. "The Pope is dead, long live the Pope!" + +7. Context is everything. + +8. The Eighth World Futurological Congress was held in Costa Rica. + +9. At 19.00 hours ship's time, I made my way to the launching bay. + +10. The Deliverator belongs to an elite order, a hallowed subcatagory. + +11. While enthusiasts and detractors will continue to empty entire dictionaries attempting to describe or deride it, "authenticity" still remains the word most likely to stir a debate. + +12. The Pentabarf was discovered by the hermit Apostle Zarathud in the Fifth Year of the Caterpillar. + +
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Schedule image + + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-518.md b/lj-dump/L-518.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..457baec0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-518.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Shannon. +%date 2005-04-28 03:23:35 + +Lalery decided to room with his boyfriend. Unless we can find someone by yesterday or something, we might have to deal with apartments for a semester or two x.x + +Incredibly frustrating. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-519.md b/lj-dump/L-519.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3b6bbf03 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-519.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-28 18:43:24 + +Man, I like making people feel better when they're down, but when either they're not receptive or I don't know how to help, it just makes us both feel worse :D + +;.; + +In other news, it's time to freak out about juries (WAAAH!). That done, it's time to freak out about AC (WAAAH!). That done, it's time to freak out about Korea (WAAAAH!). Continuing on that train, it's time to freak out about next semester, housing, school, Andy, Lon, Shannon, Ryan, your face, your mom, and communist Russia! + + +Khan. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-52.md b/lj-dump/L-52.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e8f296c5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-52.md @@ -0,0 +1,19 @@ +%title Some thoughts and ideas. +%date 2004-02-17 21:34:51 + +I ordered a tarot deck (plain old Rider Waites to start with) online. I'm not sure how things go in the way of conflicts, but I wanted a sealed one just in case, and I wanted it at a fairly reasonable price. I plan on doing a daily reading thing - draw a card, think about what it represents, and, throughout the day, keep that idea in mind - if only just to learn the cards. I'm starting to see just how tarot 'works,' along with horoscopes and the like; or, at least, how I think they'd work for me. My mom (engineer) always discounted tarot and other 'fortune telling scams' to being too general, and I mostly agreed. I guess I still do, but now I don't see that as such a bad thing. The way I see it, this general meaning/story produced by the reading of the cards isn't so much portentious as a way to help you help yourself When you look at the cards in relation to a specific question, they can help show you a new way to think about it, or perhaps think up some ways to answer the question yourself (the guide I'm reading uses the term Inner Guide, which I think fits quite well). + +Motto: it's only magic if you make it so. Mind you, I didn't say anything about 'making it so' being impossible. :o) + +My Deep Rooted Hatred © of Teh Rev disturbs me. I can understand not liking the man's teaching methods, or even his conversational methods, but lately I've been disliking him as a person, which is something I don't feel all that often. Recently, as in the past few years, I've tried to keep it to just things I dislike about people instead of people themselves, but each day compounds to my disrespect of the man. Mind you, it has little to do with the choirs themselves, since I like singing and he does produce a very good result.. It's just such a painful process getting there. + + lent me her Excel Saga manga (1 & 2). I nearly got in trouble in biology for laughing so hard at a particular scene. I FELL OUT OF MY CHAIR, DAMNIT! I'm not sure others found it quite so funny, though, and I garnered a few strange glances. Dear lord I'm becoming obsessed.. I downloaded the Excel Saga theme tonight.. + +Tomorrow, at OASOS, we'll be watching a movie. Perfect for piles. Shall go out with Teh Moondoggie beforehand, along with Kelleh. + +ESSAY, DAMNIT. I need to be working on that, instead of this. Thus, off I go. + +Edit: Also... +


Frosted Lucky Charms are magically delicious.

+ +That is.. they are MALICIOUSLY DELICIOUS!!!1queue (This was purely for entertainment value. No opinions were harmed in the posting of this image.) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-520.md b/lj-dump/L-520.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..17bae973 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-520.md @@ -0,0 +1,30 @@ +%title Whenever I'm around Andy... +%date 2005-04-29 02:54:33 + +
I feel like I'm trying too hard. +Am I trying too hard? Are my expectations too high? Is this normal for relationships? Should I give more of myself? My time? My thoughts? Should I talk to him? Am I to act as he acts? Is that normal? Would that be the right thing to do? What about him? Isn't it selfish for me to think that he should change the way he acts because of me? Am I giving too much of myself? Should I back off? How much selfishness is necessary? Why am I inept in these situations? Why can't I remember that when I'm in them? Is it because I think too much? + +Should I ask? + + +
+ +In other news, possible housage. + +Also: +
+      Title: Harvest Switchel
+      Yield: 1 Servings
+ 
+      2 c  Sugar
+      1 c  Molasses
+    1/4 c  Cider vinegar
+      1 ts Ginger
+      1 ga Water
+ 
+  Mix sugar, molasses, vinegar and ginger in 1 quart
+  water; heat until dissolved. Add remaining water
+  and chill. Serve cold! Switchel is especially
+  thirst quenching, so be sure to have plenty ready
+  when it's haying time and the men are hot and
+  sweaty.
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Puppies! :d +(22:45:52) RannaFox: I know, I know, focus ;.; +(22:46:08) Breakfast Fox: wtf I want a goat +(22:46:20) senotay2: shut up ryan! +(22:46:26) Breakfast Fox: I remember playing with a goat once... +(22:46:37) senotay2: 9.9 +(22:46:38) Breakfast Fox: I think someone let it in the house and it was crapping all over the place +(22:46:41) Breakfast Fox: <.< +(22:46:43) Breakfast Fox: >.> \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-522.md b/lj-dump/L-522.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b3ac7a4c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-522.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Hrr. +%date 2005-04-30 04:14:22 + +I was gonna make another angsty post, but: + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-523.md b/lj-dump/L-523.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..66da13f2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-523.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-30 07:44:42 + +Drunkest I've ever been. I keep myself from catharsis so much, I guess I figured a little right now wouldn't hurt so much, and, to be honest, I've been having a good time, but, also, to be honest, I wouldn't really repeat tonight. Still kinda hurt - booze or not - by how Andy acted like nothing really happened. A shame I'm too cowardly to actually bring it up. Maybe if I see him tomorrow. I want to remind him to go to my concert on sunday, anyway. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-524.md b/lj-dump/L-524.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ab855a60 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-524.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-04-30 18:11:40 + +More sex while I'm in the room, and they're still naked. + + +Twomoreweekstwomoreweekstwomoreweeks... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-525.md b/lj-dump/L-525.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..59b30bf6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-525.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Post of Rejoicingment! +%date 2005-04-30 23:50:04 + +Two things! + +Kenny and his girlfriend are gone! Not for good, but still! No more ew. + +Secondly, our lease applications have been approved! And while my mom sounds disappointed, she seems like she might be alright with it. Everyone got the go, including Shannon's birds and a dog of probability. So we'll probably be moving in sometime during or after finals week. And all of this time, we'll be searching for jobs to help our parents with paying for this! Woohoo! Huzzah! My hips hurt! + +We saw a doggie today named Trixie who was schizoid and absurdly cute. It was absurd. It'll be good to be able to see Andy over the summer. Maybe :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-526.md b/lj-dump/L-526.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..46b999b4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-526.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title Hrrk. +%date 2005-05-01 18:59:39 + +So. + +I was awoken once again - this time at 4 AM by my roommate and his "girlie" coming home, and then having sex for an hour. I waited until she went to the bathroom before getting up and grabbing my keys. I told Kenny, "This is the third time this has happened, please make sure that it was also the last." + +He flipped out. It was kinda scary, actually, but he was apologizing profusely and clearly quite embarassed, saying frantically, "No, brah, no, don't go! I swear! We'll go to sleep right now, I swear! Nah, man, don't go!" I went anyway, saying I'd be back in half an hour. I hung out in RA Ryan's room for about 20 minutes with him and his friend until she left and he just plain passed out (after having been awake for the past 23 hours - understandable) and went back to my room. + +Kenny was still up and naked, so he rushed to get clothes on while I fiddled around in the bathroom area. He apologized several more times, gave me a high five, in case that might help, and we all went happily to sleep. + +~~~ + +11:45 AM, I was woken up by them having sex. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-527.md b/lj-dump/L-527.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..131a2569 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-527.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-02 20:12:52 + +Well, the day started out mediocre and it just keeps getting worse. + +I guess it really is too much to expect, caring for someone and expecting acknowledgement. I keep telling myself, "Maybe it's like he says, and he just doesn't show his emotions that much." But that doesn't really make it any easier. + +Can't a guy get some catharsis around here? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-528.md b/lj-dump/L-528.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..50bd7e58 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-528.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-02 22:43:33 + +The longer this goes on, the more I feel like maybe it was really a dream, like that night at Horsetooth really didn't happen, and I never saw Sahara, and that he's wondering what the hell's going on. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-529.md b/lj-dump/L-529.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6dda4fec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-529.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-03 06:53:41 + +Omigosh! I'm signing my first lease tomorrow! Wait.. today! *hyperventilate* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-53.md b/lj-dump/L-53.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..02683274 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-53.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Umlauts Make Me Cry +%date 2004-02-18 22:04:52 + +I shall write a song with that as a title. Thanks to Alia.. Alea.. Kindra's sister; Umlauts make me cry / diacritics make me die / es-tsets I can deal with / along with thorn and edh / but, lord only knows / umlauts make me cry. Bluesey, ne? (Is 'ne' a remnant from latin? Some Euro-folks use no as a question word, is that from the latin ne?) Needs work, though. + +I was all excited today, 'cause I was gonna see Moondog. Of course, I did, and it was exciting, but there was a Problem with Kelly about which I knew next to nothing, so that put a bit of a damper on the evening. That's between Moondog and Kelly, though, and I'll let them work it out. Mostly, however, Moondog just tickled me (or tried to, depending on how on my guard I was) and/or (poor wasn't feeling so hot and didn't come.. *luv*). The night ended with her having a big argument with Kelly and coming out of it rather worse for the wear. We parted soon after, and now I'm kinda worried for her. I'm hoping she'll be alright. + +Tuesday, Moondog asked if we were 'together', for lack of a better word, and, since I'm pretty sure I feel that way, I said yes, but upon reading her journal (one of my daily rituals is to read everyone's journal, even if there's nothing new *OCD*) I found out she's going through some of the same fears I am (mainly of hurting/being hurt by someone), though she seems to be having a tougher time of it. To be honest, I've mostly been distracted; too much Revier and school. Even so, though, I'm gonna try not to focus on that. I'd rather just try and be the best I can for her, so that, hopefully, we don't have to deal with those fears *luv*. Also, she asked (today at coffee) whether or not we should be open about the whole.. relationship (mateship? Is mate a good word in this case?) thing at OASOS. I wasn't sure then, but now I suppose that it'd be alright with me. It's not like it isn't fairly obvious already; and besides, it's a good thing, a happy thing, and I don't think hiding it's particularly useful.. Hopefully, though, there aren't any that will react like Danny did: rather violently. + +Other than that, today was an agonizing stretch of Revier all the way through, interspersed with depressing moments of math and bio. Tomorrow is the fourth quarter run-through, so I have to actually stay. Save me.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-530.md b/lj-dump/L-530.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ba1215cf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-530.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-04 02:57:30 + +Maybe it'd just be easier for me to think of myself as single. And more accurate. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-531.md b/lj-dump/L-531.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7e6da711 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-531.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-05 01:36:15 + +Talked to Andy about things. Like... actually talked. In person and stuff. None of this iDrama and eMo crap. I think I understand what's really going on now, and I'm doing okay with it. Much better than earlier this afternoon. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-532.md b/lj-dump/L-532.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cda780b0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-532.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title Today... +%date 2005-05-05 15:48:50 + +...is 05/05/05. + +...I realized I forgot to go to my psych study yesterday, and will thusly get a lower grade in the class. + +...I don't really care about that. + +...I came up with an idea for an interview process for schools involving an interview board comprised of the heads of each department (or someone nominated by them) following the first interview with the principal. + +...I have to finish my voice studio portfolio, and memorize a song in french. + +...I realized that people like Ann Coulter obviously are not going to let us change their mind, so what really makes them think that they can change ours? De gustibus non est desputandum. + +...is a good day. + +--- + +Oh, right, and I don't think we'll have internet acces for a while after we move into the new house, so I'll be restricted to whenever I can grab time at the library. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-533.md b/lj-dump/L-533.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5f2b32c3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-533.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hrrk. +%date 2005-05-06 19:31:05 + +I chopped most of my hair off today, and now I look like a 6'2" ten year old - a shade of my former self. I'm not sure if I like it, though.. maybe if I do something with it. But.. like.. that takes effort. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-534.md b/lj-dump/L-534.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bac7761e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-534.md @@ -0,0 +1,38 @@ +%title The short story my symphonic poem will be using. +%date 2005-05-09 08:12:37 + +
Der Kübelreiter +Der Kübelreiter + +Verbraucht alle Kohle; leer der Kübel; sinnlos die Schaufel; Kälte atmend der Ofen; das Zimmer vollgeblasen von Frost; vor dem Fenster Bäume starr im Reif; der Himmel, ein silberner Schild gegen den, der von ihm Hilfe will. Ich muß Kohle haben; ich darf doch nicht erfrieren; hinter mir der erbarmungslose Ofen, vor mir der Himmel ebenso; infolgedessen muß ich scharf zwischendurch reiten und in der Mitte beim Kohlenhändler Hilfe suchen. Gegen meine gewöhnlichen Bitten aber ist er schon abgestumpft; ich muß ihm ganz genau nachweisen, daß ich kein einziges Kohlenstäubchen mehr habe und daß er daher für mich geradezu die Sonne am Firmament bedeutet. Ich muß kommen, wie der Bettler, der röchelnd vor Hunger an der Türschwelle verenden will und dem deshalb die Herrschaftsköchin den Bodensatz des letzten Kaffees einzuflößen sich entscheidet; ebenso muß mir der Händler, wütend, aber unter dem Strahl des Gebotes "Du sollst nicht töten!" eine Schaufel voll in den Kübel schleudern. + +Meine Auffahrt schon muß es entscheiden; ich reite deshalb auf dem Kübel hin. Als Kübelreiter, die Hand oben am Griff, dem einfachsten Zaumzeug, drehe ich mich beschwerlich die Treppe hinab; unten aber steigt mein Kübel auf, prächtig, prächtig; Kameele, niedrig am Boden hingelagert, steigen, sich schüttelnd unter dem Stock des Führers, nicht schöner auf. Durch die fest gefrorene Gasse geht es in ebenmäßigem Trab; oft werde ich bis zur Höhe der ersten Stockwerke gehoben; niemals sinke ich bis zur Haustüre hinab. Und außergewöhnlich hoch schwebe ich vor dem Kellergewölbe des Händlers, in dem er tief unten an seinem Tischchen kauert und schreibt; um die übergroße Hitze abzulassen, hat er die Tür geöffnet. + +"Kohlenhändler! " rufe ich mit vor Kälte hohl gebrannter Stimme, in Rauchwolken des Atems gehüllt, "bitte Kohlenhändler, gib mir ein wenig Kohle. Mein Kübel ist schon so leer, daß ich auf ihm reiten kann. Sei so gut. Bis ich kann, bezahl ichs." + +Der Händler legt die Hand ans Ohr. "Hör ich recht?" fragt er über die Schulter weg seine Frau, die auf der Ofenbank strickt, "hör ich recht? Eine Kundschaft. " + +"Ich höre gar nichts", sagt die Frau, ruhig aus- und einatmend über den Stricknadeln, wohlig im Rücken gewärmt. + +"0 ja", rufe ich, "ich bin es; eine alte Kundschaft; treu ergeben; nur augenblicklich mittellos. " + +"Frau", sagt der Händler, "es ist, es ist jemand; so sehr kann ich mich doch nicht täuschen; eine alte, eine sehr alte Kundschaft muß es sein, die mir so zum Herzen zu sprechen weiß." + +"Was hast du, Mann?" sagt die Frau und drückt, einen Augenblick ausruhend, die Handarbeit an die Brust, "niemand ist es; die Gasse ist leer; alle unsere Kundschaft ist versorgt; wir könnten für Tage das Geschäft sperren und ausruhn. " + +"Aber ich sitze doch hier auf dem Kübel", rufe ich und gefühllose Tränen der Kälte verschleiern mir die Augen, "bitte seht doch herauf; Ihr werdet mich gleich entdecken; um eine Schaufel voll bitte ich; und gebt Ihr zwei, macht Ihr mich überglücklich. Es ist doch schon alle übrige Kundschaft versorgt. Ach, hörte ich es doch schon in dem Kübel klappern!" + +"Ich komme", sagt der Händler und kurzbeinig will er die Kellertreppe emporsteigen, aber die Frau ist schon bei ihm, hält ihn beim Arm fest und sagt: "Du bleibst. Läßt du von deinem Eigensinn nicht ab, so gehe ich hinauf. Erinnere dich an deinen schweren Husten heute nachts. Aber für ein Geschäft und sei es auch ein eingebildetes, vergißt du Frau und Kind und opferst deine Lungen. Ich gehe. " "Dann nenn ihm aber alle Sorten, die wir auf Lager haben; die Preise rufe ich dir nach." "Gut", sagt die Frau und steigt zur Gasse auf. Natürlich sieht sie mich gleich. + +"Frau Kohlenhändlerin", rufe ich, "ergebenen Gruß; nur eine Schaufel Kohle; gleich hier in den Kübel; ich führe sie selbst nach Hause; eine Schaufel von der schlechtesten. Ich bezahle sie natürlich voll, aber nicht gleich, nicht gleich." Was für ein Glockenklang sind die zwei Worte "nicht gleich" und wie sinnverwirrend mischen sie sich mit dem Abendläuten, das eben vom nahen Kirchturm zu hören ist. + +"Was will er also haben?" ruft der Händler. "Nichts", ruft die Frau zurück, "es ist ja nichts; ich sehe nichts, ich höre nichts; nur sechs Uhr läutet es und wir schließen. Ungeheuer ist die Kälte; morgen werden wir wahrscheinlich doch viel Arbeit haben. " + +Sie sieht nichts und hört nichts; aber dennoch löst sie das Schürzenband und versucht mich mit der Schürze fortzuwehen. Leider gelingt es. Alle Vorzüge eines guten Reittieres hat mein Kübel; Widerstandskraft hat er nicht; zu leicht ist er; eine Frauenschürze jagt ihm die Beine vom Boden. + +"Du Böse!" rufe ich noch zurück, während sie, zum Geschäft sich wendend, halb verächtlich, halb befriedigt mit der Hand in die Luft schlägt, "du Böse! Um eine Schaufel von der schlechtesten habe ich gebeten und du hast sie mir nicht gegeben." Und damit steige ich in die Regionen der Eisgebirge und verliere mich auf Nimmerwiedersehn. + +Revision: 2004/11/05 - 12:01 - © Mauro Nervi +(I don't think I'm allowed to post the English, but I'll check around for a copyright-less version.) + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-535.md b/lj-dump/L-535.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e8209feb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-535.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-09 11:18:11 + +Just spent like.. forty-five or so minutes walking around campus and talking to myself (and my tape recorder). I've decided that music is awful and horrible and I absolutely love it for one, big, Discordian reason: you're taking something that - for me - is completely chaotic, emotive, and only based in logic on the most rudimentary levels, and forcing it into the complete order and rigidity of math, only to try and return it to it's original state; fitting emotion into black notes on a white page, for other people to reconstitute into it's original, emotive self. + +This has been a big problem for me as a composer, the first step. Especially so now that I don't have the aural feedback that I did with Sibelius on my laptop. Having to somehow force my emotions out through my pencil onto staff paper is proving difficult and misguided at best. So what I just did was sort of a stream of consciousness exercise: I walked around campus and talked continuously about "The Bucket Rider" until I slipped into that half-conscious stream-of-thought state that comes with such exercises, and found that I quite easily just described the entire piece from beginning to end. + +Now all I need to do is translate that into black notes on a white page, which will mean first transcribing my tape (boring at best), then taking the transcription and turning it into a complete idea of a song, then taking that and writing the song from it. So, basically, doing the impossible. Oh well, I have until November 11th to complete this and mail the score out to wotsits, the competition. I'll keep you updated, because if there's anything you want to hear about, it's my stupid music :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-536.md b/lj-dump/L-536.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8e3df8ec --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-536.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-10 18:42:27 + +So I totally bombed my jury. Dude. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-537.md b/lj-dump/L-537.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d5b7f0f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-537.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title . +%date 2005-05-12 07:40:12 + +This song makes me see an orange sunset from a bright red sun, from the point of view of an aircraft of some sort, miles above the earth, somehow disconnected from the scene, yet every bit an integral part. +Music is our religion. +What else can make us see? +Our eyes. +Shut up. I wish that I could express this to some people. Others just understand, and others just don't need to know. It's just that the musical/emotional/situational memory is such a wonderful thing. Also, when I listen to this song, I'm reminded of reading Endymion at 3am here at school, then walking out on the oval. When I listen to Tallis' Spem in Alium, I'm in the basement of my old house in my bed at 10am watching the light on my walls. When I listen to Vaughn Williams' Fantasia on a Theme by Tallis, I'm reading Hyperion for the first time in my room at the old townhouse uphill from Fairview, thinking how the wind makes me feel like I'm flying. +What reminds you of me? +A clip of opera from.. uh.. Half Life? Counter Strike? Some game. I got it from Ryan. +How sweet. + +So you didn't disappear? +No. We have become one. +So I'm talking to myself? +Hmm.. I believe the word I'm looking for is.. 'duh'. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-538.md b/lj-dump/L-538.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c107d6f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-538.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-12 16:11:45 + +So my broken hard drive is considered accidental damage, so Apple helpfully voided my warranty and wants to charge me about a thousand dollars for repairs on not just the hard drive, but also the optical drive and LCD, neither of which were broken when I sent it out. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-539.md b/lj-dump/L-539.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2296cfed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-539.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Some good news. +%date 2005-05-12 20:51:17 + +Even with my completely fucked up jury, the lowest grade I'll get in studio class is a B+. I saw my jury sheets, and they weren't straight 'F's like I was expecting. Two 'C's, and two 'D's. + +Also, we won't have to pay for sewer and water, which is good; less money to shell out. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-54.md b/lj-dump/L-54.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ac7be666 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-54.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title We must go out.. and dance around.. +%date 2004-02-19 18:27:47 + +Urg. After yesterday being what it was, going to school was exactly what I didn't want to be doing today, but I had to for some reason or another. I got there early for sectionals, where we got in trouble with Revier for not doing a whole lot. After that, I followed Shannon to art instead of going to public speaking. I hung around there with Shannon and Ryan until I was justafiably kicked out by Ms. Harmon. The whole time, Ryan was trying to convince me to go home, 'cause I felt like smoo. So I took his advice and went back home instead of continuing on to public speaking. + +At home, things came down in a tumble on me (metaphorically). I felt like something just hasn't been right for the last few weeks, like I'm pretending to be someone I'm not. Conflicting with that was the thought that perhaps I'm just starting to see what I really am and let that be seen, instead of hiding behind this avatar of normality. There were other thoughts, about Shannon and Wendy and Ryan and choir, and before I knew it, I had a good sized slice on my left arm, and a razor blade in my right hand. It's been a long time since I've cut myself, and I can't believe I did it today. Luckily, it was a clean and shallow one that I should be able to hide easily with long sleeves. I'm still not sure why the hell I did that, but oh well. What's done is done. + +After that dumb escapade, I showered and went to lie down, planning on waking up in time for fourth period so that I wouldn't miss that. However, I gave up on that plan and turned off my alarm clock, figuring I'd get up in time for closer rehearsal. My mom woke me up at around 11:40 (about when lunch ends), and asked if I'd caught that cold that was going around. Not willing to explain, I just nodded, and she went ahead and excused me for the day. I ended up waking up again at around one, so I got up, wolfed down some miso, and headed off to creative writing so that I could turn in my essay (which I decided to make about the dog show last sunday) and watch a creepy video about balloons. By closer, I started to cheer up some, but I was still tired, as I am even now. Closer went fine, as did the Act I 4th Quarter rehearsal today, which Insomniac was in. + +Now I'm working on bio homework and pondering tomorrow. Have my flute speech then. I need to talk to Moondog about maybe doing something next weekend, since I won't be able to see her wednesday ( and , I shan't be able to drive you to group, since I've got rehearsal until way late), and my mom will be out of town then. Then until next tuesday.. Hmm.. and I've got a friday off in there somewhere, too.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-540.md b/lj-dump/L-540.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cfa1cc92 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-540.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-13 01:24:09 + +Computer's going down for the move, and I don't know when the 'net will be back up, so everything that's hosted on ranna.ath.cx will be inaccessible for a while. Still be able to post and get on from home and the library and such, though :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-541.md b/lj-dump/L-541.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9759a4c2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-541.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-13 08:32:39 + +I'm not much of a talker, more of a listener. I guess I never ask, because there's really no point, other than to emphasize. And, I guess, there is underneath the sun nothing in true earnest done. Strength, light, release, softness, aww man... +Thy will be done? + +People in glass houses sink ships. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-542.md b/lj-dump/L-542.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..098886c8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-542.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-13 08:32:51 + +Thy will be done? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-543.md b/lj-dump/L-543.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..01ef6179 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-543.md @@ -0,0 +1,27 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-18 17:46:27 + +1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me" +2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions. +3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions. +4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post. +5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. + +These questions come to me from : + +1) What makes you happier than anything else? +"Whatever suits you tickles me plum to death." -W. Jensen + +I'd be boring if that was the only thing, however important it is - mead, music, people, fuzzies (certain ones especially), subtlety, and plenty more mundane things. + +2) What was it like coming out to yourself, and how did you handle that? +Oh gosh.. that happened a long time ago. I guess I was mostly confused, and it felt nice to finally figure out what was really going on, but there wasn't a whole lot of emotion surrounding it (at least, not enough for an emotional memory). Most of the emotion seemed to involve thinking too much about what would happen if I ever came out to anyone else - particularly parents. + +3. How and why did your involvement with Furry start? +Hehe.. right before freshman year of highschool, I found Yerf. Around the same time, I was a moderator on a bulletin board called GovTeen (which later lead to my mom divorcing my stepdad, which is another, slightly more hilarious story) on which a few of my friends were furries. I guess through a combination of those, I really kinda got started - then introduced a few of my friends to the fandom. As for why.. um.. I'm not sure. I think it just sorta started as an interest that ended up clicking. + +4) If you could pick one thing to be remembered for, what would it be? +It'd be cool to be remembered for my music, but it would mean more to me to be remembered by the individuals that I affected the most; for some, maybe that is through my music, I guess. + +5) Why a fox? +Oh gosh.. I actually started as a dragon forever ago, but, to be honest, I changed it because no one was paying attention to me on GovTeen. I changed it to a fox because I'd always thought they were pretty neat, not because I had any particular connection to them. A few weeks ago, I was at a cafe with Andy and a few (furry) friends of mine trying to figure out an animal for Andy. He didn't understand, so when we all went around explaining why we picked the animals we did, pretty much everyone at the table - including me - decided that I was really an otter. However, I don't think my foxly status will change, simply because I've settled into it and I am, needless to say, quite happy with that ^.^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-544.md b/lj-dump/L-544.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dc8fc3c2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-544.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-23 02:38:03 + +Handing the modem off. + +Don't think I'll be around for a while. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-545.md b/lj-dump/L-545.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3a5bb8c1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-545.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-05-25 19:06:51 + +It's not that I don't have enough time to update, it's more that I don't really have the will to. + +Things have been alright since we moved, I guess. I've been happy for a good percentage of the time - somewhere above 50% - and I've been sleeping enough too much. There's a constant battle being fought in the kitchen against the Alliance of Dirty Dishes (I don't fight nearly as much as I should), and another front, in my room, is being fought against Ennui. + +A job would help. Or large amounts of alcohol. About five gallons worth, actually, all of which contain honey. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-546.md b/lj-dump/L-546.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a2826d87 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-546.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Ooof. +%date 2005-05-31 03:21:08 + +I guess I could write more often, but I haven't been inclined to. +All that you have to write about... + +The only thing I feel like writing about now, is that I spent a couple (six) hours with Andy today. It was fun, 'specially the last half hour ^^ +Subtle, really. + +Things have gotten confusing, though, with the prospect of Andrew possibly moving out here. More on this later. +Or not. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-547.md b/lj-dump/L-547.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cd3af710 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-547.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title I know I've done this before.. +%date 2005-06-03 21:03:00 + +Google MEME +- think of the first word that comes to mind when you think of me. (don't tell me what it is) +- run a google image search on that word +- reply to this entry and post a picture that came up / place img src="URL HERE" between < > +- put this in your journal, so others can do the same \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-548.md b/lj-dump/L-548.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2afee91b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-548.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-06-04 16:46:48 + +
Booooooooooooze + + + + +
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Sometimes I think that history is a war of poisons, and that bipedal hominids are mere pawns and soldiers, mouthing whatever slogans or propaganada are current, but ignorant of the designs and strategies of the true plant generals who direct the action from a realm beyond our usual ken +-- Dale Pendel's Ally
+ +Indeed. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-55.md b/lj-dump/L-55.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b85f0eaa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-55.md @@ -0,0 +1,38 @@ +%title From Mala. +%date 2004-02-19 18:58:01 + +Step 1: Open your MP3 player. +Step 2: Put all of your music on random. +Step 3: Write down the first twenty songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing + +
... + +
    +
  1. Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody
    2. +
  2. PDQ Bach - Prelude to Einstein on the Fritz
    3. +
  3. Shostakovitch - Symphony No. 5, mvt. 2, allegretto
    4. +
  4. FHS Choirs - Enchantment - Lauda Jerusalem
    5. +
  5. Miss Muffy and Da Muff Mob - You Know I Got Your Back... ( x.x )
    6. +
  6. Citizen King - Better Days
    7. +
  7. Alamaailman Vasarat - Kebab Tai Henki
    8. +
  8. Monty Python - Swamp Castle
    9. +
  9. Rachmaninoff - Piano Concerto No. 2, mvt. 1, moderato
    10. +
  10. Bach - Well Tempered Klavier, book 1, No. 25, Prelude in F#
    11. +
  11. Stravinsky - Le Sacre du Printemps, No. 12, Summoning of the Ancients
    12. +
  12. Ani DiFranco - Here For Now
    13. +
  13. Murrya Head - One Night in Bangkok
    14. +
  14. Godspeed You Black Emperor! - Sleep
    15. +
  15. St. Agnes High School - Praise the Lord
    16. +
  16. Real Group - Don't Mean a Thing if it Ain't Got That Swing
    17. +
  17. Aretha Franklin - RESPECT
    18. +
  18. Ranna, Ranna, Ranna, Ranna, and Ranna - Set a Seal (heh...)
    19. +
  19. Mindless Self Indulgence - Unsociable Extended
    20. +
  20. Kallisti - It Was
    21. +
+ + + +
+ +"Scrape forth such slogans from the vehicle of your soul, dear Excel - lest you belch fumes of pretense beneath a chromed and vulgar piety." +--Il Palazzo \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-550.md b/lj-dump/L-550.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..074ba93a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-550.md @@ -0,0 +1,29 @@ +%title House pictures, and something to think about. +%date 2005-06-06 01:28:27 + +
Wagh! + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +I'm not quite sure what to think about this: +Shujin Tribble - Y!im - shujintribble +
You know, I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair. Then I thought, wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair, and all the terrible things that happen to us come because we actually deserve them? So, now I take great comfort in the general hostility and unfairness of the universe.
+ +It sounds kinda depressing, but it makes a bit of sense. Though, isn't that a crazy sort of fairness, and not very hostile at all? How a universe could express either is rather beyond me.. +Hahaha, you're a prick. You'll notice than in your search for emotion, you generally look for depressing stuff; don't you think that says something about you? +You're not going to call me a goth, like my mom did, are you? +I was going to call you emo, or suicidal, but no, not goth. +Hrm.. + +
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+Wild systems contain poisons. Formal systems are certainly poisonous, but lack the playfulness of, say, wild coyotes. +
Coyote is the one who breaks the rules
+We call this crucial difference the Coyote Principle. Stated most succinctly, it goes, "No matter how well you plan it out, Coyote will find some way to fuck it up." Like all poisons, the Coyote Principle is both a bane and a blessing. Sometimes, this principle is referred to as the human factor. +</blockquote
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Teh Hrrar! + + + + + + + + + + +
+Colonel Kurtz
+ You've seen 89% of the internet, and shed 90% of the tears... +
+

+

I've seen horror... horror that you've seen.

+

You've seen it all. This is just another pitiful test in your long +line of degraded porn, sub culture horror movies and snuff footage. The +internet to you is like an anti-Willy Wonka factory. Total abysmal +horror. Rivers of filth. Ooompa Loompa porn.

+

You've probably seen that Oompa Loompa porn, haven't you?

+

The horror... the horror...

+

+
+
+


+ + + + +
+My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 83% on experience
free online datingfree online dating
You scored higher than 97% on sadness
 +
+
Link: The I've Been on the Internet Test written by DaveBrubeck on Ok Cupid
+ +
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Drugs! *snp*(Ratio of LD50 [the lethal dose for 50% of the population] to the 'standard dose') + +Tobacco - 2*** +Heroin (street, IV) - ~4.5* (see below) +Alcohol - 5 +Diacetylmorphine HCl (IV) - 8* +Methylamphetamine (IV) - ~8* +GHB - 10** +Coffee (caffeine) - 125 +Absinthe (thujone) - 1,200 +Marijuana (Δ9-THC) - 40,000 +Salvia (salvinorin A) - Uh... + +* Best I can figure. +** This is based of the 'poisoning' dosage - there is risk of death at lower dosages, but the most common effect is a 5-hour coma, death resulting from choking on vomit or other such things (as with alcohol). +***I'm not really sure where this came from, actually o.o There's a chance that it's right for nicotine, but I'm not sure. The problem with TIs for tobacco is the method of ingestion (1 cigarette is a normal dose, and the only dose there is, really) as well as the excedingly long (1,000+) ingredient list for a standard cigarette. Not to mention that's not the only method of ingestion. + +Sources: Erowid.org, Dale Pendell - Pharmako/poeia and Pharmako/dynamis + +
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Yeah whatever. You've got something pretentious written on your wrist.
+Yes, well, I'm reading Chuck Palahniuk's Diary. +
What's that got to do with.. well, anything?
+Oh, nothing ^.^ + +I paid off my debt yesterday, and I'm back in debt today, thanks to the government. $108 for a passport. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-559.md b/lj-dump/L-559.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c8401e3e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-559.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Well, shit. +%date 2005-06-22 20:09:29 + +Just got off the phone, sounds as if my laptop's pretty much gone. He pulled the hard drive and hooked that to a different computer - nothing. Lost a bunch of music and all of my writing, but luckily, I have my scores backed up (I hope). Next, he tried plugging a new hard drive in - no dice. So, either the ribbon cable connecting the hard drive to the logic board is bad (lets hope and pray), or the logic board itself is bad. If the latter case is true, it'd just be more worthwhile to get a new laptop and sell this old one on ebay for $500 or whatever (everything else still works, if someone's willing to put money into it, they're welcome to, but with a logic board, it'd be about the same as getting a new one - maybe they can fix it up and resell it for more) and put the money down towards the new one. Mom's willing to help me with all of this, but that'll be like.. my first several paychecks if I get the work study position. Oh well.. just when I was getting interested in writing again, too. + +In other news, I wrote a whole song last night. I'd post it but ha ha, no laptop. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-56.md b/lj-dump/L-56.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6d6cf353 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-56.md @@ -0,0 +1,49 @@ +%title Remember this? +%date 2004-02-20 18:04:12 + +Feeling Fine +
Lyricses +Falling falling, feeling fine, +Finding forms and making mine. +Pressing pressing, pushing past, +Picking paths and falling fast. +Running running, rarely rest, +Run the risk and pass the test. +Do it all and feel fine. +Do it all and feel fine. + +Feeling fine, feeling fine, +Done it all and feeling fine. +Mustn’t stop, mustn’t stop, +Done it all, I’m feeling fine. + +Push on, push on, don’t slow up, +Push on, push on, push on past. +Run on, run on, don’t fuck up, +Run on, run on, run on fast. +Hurry on, scurry on, speed on up, +Hurry on, scurry on, don’t be last. +Do it all and feel fine. +Don’t forget to feel fine. + +Feeling fine, feeling fine, +Done it all and feeling fine. +Mustn’t stop, mustn’t stop, +Done it all, I’m feeling fine. + +Tried and tried, I tried and tried, +Ran the risk, failed the test. +Lied and lied, I lied and lied, +Picked my path and fell through fast. +Died and died, I died and died, +Found my form and made it last. + +Feeling fine, feeling fine, +Done it all and feeling fine. +Mustn’t stop, mustn’t stop, +Done it all, I’m feeling fine. +Mustn’t stop, I’m feeling fine. + + +
+ I'll post something more meaningful later. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-560.md b/lj-dump/L-560.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..279f6a0d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-560.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-06-23 18:48:11 + +Take the MIT Weblog Survey It seems like there's too much to think about, recently. There's so much to take into account that I'm never quite sure whether or not I'm doing the right thing, and I'm never quite certain that I'm being the best person I can for people. I know life's not sure or certain, but I like to think that I'm doing the best I can, really. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-561.md b/lj-dump/L-561.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b036f7f0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-561.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Oh.. huh... I was kinda wondering why that turkey was there... +%date 2005-06-24 07:52:18 + +I got tagged by the turkey, + +List five songs that you are currently digging... it doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words or even if they're any good but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. + +Post these instructions, the artist and the song in your blog. Then tag five other people to see what they're listening to. + +1. The Finzi Singers - William Walton's Cantico del Sol +2. 무효뭔 - Gloria (mvts. 1 and 3) +3. 깊 희조 켠곡 - 한감수 타령 and 겸봄궁 타령 (Why.. yes, I am showing off!) +4. Samuel Barber - Excursions (1 & 2) +5. CoASC Mixed '05 - Stephen Paulus' Pilgrim's Hymn +Edit: I tag... uh.. Rikoshi, Michael, Brandon, Ientaculum Vulpes, and Mr. Pilot. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-562.md b/lj-dump/L-562.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c9eebb33 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-562.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-06-25 09:35:57 + +(minor)Drama at the C.F.S. household. Lets hope it all works out. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-563.md b/lj-dump/L-563.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e3140e1c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-563.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title G-g-g-g.. g-g-g-g-happiness! +%date 2005-06-26 12:28:38 + +Two double shot lattes would normally get me too jittery to function, but when I topped it off with a packet of rose supari, I end up just plain old awake, with a dollop of EXCESSIVE GLEE!! Odd, considering arecoline - the active ingredient in betel nut - is also a stimulant. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-564.md b/lj-dump/L-564.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fc508ad1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-564.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title An oath. +%date 2005-06-26 14:16:16 + +If I wish to feel tall, +I will look only to the Earth; +If I wish to feel belittled, +I will look only to the Sky; +If I wish to feel integral, +I will look only within You; +If I wish to feel proud, +I will look only within Me. + +-><- + +No matter how, where, or when you celebrate it, rejoice in your Pride. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-565.md b/lj-dump/L-565.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aa14f570 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-565.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-06-28 06:30:26 + +I've never really read any of Crowley's work except the Book of Lies, but his essay on absinthe was beautiful. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-566.md b/lj-dump/L-566.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8962f036 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-566.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hrrf. +%date 2005-06-29 17:47:30 + +So.. yeah, I think I'm going to stick with my family doctor, as opposed to going to the rather traumatizing health center. Maybe it was just the doctor, or maybe he was just having a bad day, but still, that was hardly comforting. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-567.md b/lj-dump/L-567.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fe4e82fb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-567.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-06-30 00:27:28 + +Filled with uncontrollable RAGE! And organs. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-568.md b/lj-dump/L-568.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1c7d4c84 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-568.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-01 04:49:55 + +Louche! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-569.md b/lj-dump/L-569.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..87c0e9ae --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-569.md @@ -0,0 +1,63 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-02 22:56:59 + +
Itinerary! +

FLIGHT ITINERARY

+

+

August 02 +(TUES) UA 75W        10:30 +AM 12:PM Denver to San Francisco
+August 02/03 (TU/WE) SQ 15Q  2:20 pm +6:45 pm SF to Incheon International Airport
+
+Aug 12 (FR)  SQ 16Q  5:50 +pm 12:40 pm ICN to SF
+Aug 12 (FR)  UA 1286W   +3:45 pm 7:10 pm SF to DIA

+

+

MATT THOMAS +ARRIVES ON AUG +11. ON THE SAME TIME FLIGHT.

+

+

+

TOUR ITINERARY

+

+

Aug. 3 / Arrival in Seoul (ICN)

+

Aug.4 / Performance at Young-Nak +Church with Zion Choir from young-Nak +Church 

+

Aug. 5 – 6 / Tour and possible +shopping.  +Indoor museum and theme-park

+

Aug. 7 / Attend church service +and depart to YoungWol (Dong-kang Music +Festival)

+

Aug. 7 / +Welcoming Party and tour YoungWol (Jang Nung - King Danjong's tomb)

+

             ChongYongPo +( King DangJong's place of exile )

+

             +Astronomical Observatory / You'll enjoy stars of the night

+

             +www.yao.or.kr

+

 Aug. +8 / Rafting (best course in Korea) and Concert

+

             +http://ywtour.com/kor/

+

 Aug. +9 / Tour Mooksan Art gallery ( Korean Painting)

+

              +http://muksan.co.kr

+

              +Poet Kim SatGat valley

+

Back +to Inchon

+

Aug. 10 – 11 / Performances with +Incheon City Chorale in Incheon and at +Boopyung Methodist Church

+

Aug. 12 / Depart.

+

Updated 6-30-05

+

                      +

+ +
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Boring hereafter. + +
+ +A seventy-eight card spread - described below for your reading enjoy...ment.. or something. +
+Ranna's Wheel:
+Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin' into the future, so the three
+wheels are really the same wheel depicted throughout time.  The cards are laid
+out from past to future because, as you work from past to future, the
+possibilities for occurences to happen lessen, as do the possibilities of
+cards in the remaining deck.  The past and future wheels roll away from the
+present, in the way the cards are laid out (counter-clockwise for past,
+clockwise for future).  This is a work in progress.
+
+3 sets of circles: past, present, future
+Concentric circles: internal, external, chaos
+Two cards as dynamics in circles
+
+78/3 = 26
+       -2 (dynamics +)
+     = 24
+       -4 (chaos *)
+     = 20
+       -8 (external x)
+     = 12
+      -12 (internal o)
+
+
+       PAST               PRESENT             FUTURE
+
+         o                   o                   o
+      o  x  o             o  x  o             o  x  o
+   o  x  *  x  o       o  x  *  x  o       o  x  *  x  o
+ o  x  * + *  x  o   o  x  * + *  x  o   o  x  * + *  x  o
+   o  x  *  x  o       o  x  *  x  o       o  x  *  x  o
+      o  x  o             o  x  o             o  x  o
+         o                   o                   o
+
+
+Placement:
+Past: Chaos ring is placed first, starting at the top and working
+counter-clockwise.  Next, the horizontal card of dynamic is placed.
+Then the external ring is placed, starting at the top and working
+counter-clockwise.  Following that, the vertical card of the dynamic is
+placed.  Finally, the internal ring is placed, starting at the top and working
+counter-clockwise.
+
+Present: Chaos ring is placed first, starting with the top card, then the
+bottom, then the left, then the right.  Next, the vertical card of the dynamic
+is placed.  Then the external ring is placed, starting with the top card, then
+bottom, then left, then right, then upper left, then lower right, then upper
+right, then lower left.  Following that, the horizontal card of the dynamic is
+placed.  Finally, the internal ring is placed, starting with the top card,
+then bottom, then the upper left top, then the lower right bottom, then the
+upper right top, then the lower left bottom, then then lower left top, then
+upper right bottom, then lower right top, then upper left bottom, and finally,
+leftmost, then rightmost. (basically, top-bottom, then the X made by the four
+cards closest to the top and bottom cards, then the X made by the four cards
+closest to the righ and left cards, then right-left)
+
+Future: Chaos ring is placed first, starting at the top and working clockwise.
+Next, the vertical card of dynamic is placed.  Then the external ring is
+placed, starting at the top and working clockwise.  Following that, the
+horizontal card of the dynamic is placed.  Finally, the internal ring is
+placed, starting at the top and working clockwise.
+
+Reading:
+Read in order of placement.  The chaos ring deals with variables that are
+caused more by chaos, rather than intention, i.e. unintended reactions.  The
+external ring deals with external influences acting against the subject.  The
+internal ring deals with variables relating to the Self.  The irony is not
+lost on me that there are fewer chaotic variables than internal, and that the
+internal ring is outside of the external.
+
+This section has yet to be completed.  I need to flesh out what the placement
+of the cards mean, pretty much.  Axes to organize things, so that card positions
+apply to all three rings.  Must think on this a little more deeply.
+
+ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-570.md b/lj-dump/L-570.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d52f0a7e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-570.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Kylie Ereison +%date 2005-07-05 17:00:32 + +Okay so, apparently Dr. Kim neglected to inform me that I was technically working an hourly job despite the fact that he was giving me a fixed amount of money for my work, and that because of this, I would have to fill out time sheets, and that because I didn't, I'll get paid sometime after AC, if at all. + +Hah, hah, so guess when our energy bill shows up? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-571.md b/lj-dump/L-571.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5a5f52d2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-571.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-05 17:42:28 + +Anything I ever complained about means nothing now - I have received tasty beverages. :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-572.md b/lj-dump/L-572.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8f00d0e2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-572.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-12 08:30:38 + +So I'm back. I'm safe, and such. There'll be a con report or whatever coming up, but for now, I'm just suppressing all of my emotions :D I'll let them out after I sleep. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-574.md b/lj-dump/L-574.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..00374f30 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-574.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-12 23:48:53 + +Ahh, there we go. Depression, heavy on the loneliness, with a hefty dose of ANGER!! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-575.md b/lj-dump/L-575.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..85c83317 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-575.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-14 20:10:21 + +BWAGH!! + +So it turns out that it wasn't the logic board that was bad in my computer, just the cable that connected the hard drive to it. Which means, instead of paying about what the computer is worth to fix the problem, I'll only be paying $285. Awesome. That should be much easier for me to handle than buying a new one. + +*bounce* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-576.md b/lj-dump/L-576.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b3be4e82 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-576.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-15 03:32:39 + +Hmm. It's a strange feeling when you come to the same conclusions as someone else at about the same time, but the conclusions aren't always happiness-inducing. It's like agreeing with someone that maybe it would be better to just snuff out the sun and plunge into darkness. + +By the way, Ryan gave me a flowery hardcore fantasy book, and it's making me eloquent. How horrible. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-578.md b/lj-dump/L-578.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..11a376f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-578.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title Stretched out underground... +%date 2005-07-18 04:52:52 + +Rain on Rahoon falls softly, softly falling, + Where my dark lover lies. + Sad is his voice that calls me, sadly calling, + At grey moonrise. + + Love, hear thou + How soft, how sad his voice is ever calling, + Ever unanswered, and the dark rain falling, + Then as now. + + Dark too our hearts, O love, shall lie and cold + As his sad heart has lain + Under the moongrey nettles, the black mould + And muttering rain. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-579.md b/lj-dump/L-579.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9f2b2ccb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-579.md @@ -0,0 +1,42 @@ +%title It's three-seventeen AM, but it's been more than a week. +%date 2005-07-20 11:03:08 + +I owe it to myself to write some shit down before I either forget or go insane. + +
So yeah, con report follows. +Wednesday night I was going to go see in Denver, but that didn't work out, mostly because of how early I had to get up the next morning. A shame, really.. I don't know if I'll get the chance again. <33333 + +Thursday morning, I got up - well, since I didn't technically sleep, I left - at about 4:30 AM for DIA. I was going to park at Market St. Station and take the bus to the airport, but there's no parking there, so I gave up and just drove. Long term parking's a bitch. When I got there, I decided it would probably be a bad idea to bring along the two bottles of mead I was packing, so I left them hidden in the car. The flight sucked, filled as it was with sleepiness, diuresis from coffee, and doubts of what the hell I was getting myself into. + +Things cleared up, though, when I got to PHL. picked me up again, and it was good to see him again, even though we ended up getting lost in New Jersey. We made it to the hotel safely, though, and I met up almost immediately with part of the group I was to spend much of the con with, , , , and . I also met for the first time , who was neat, and I saw from afar (he's quite easy to pick out, as long as he's standing up). I also ran into in the lobby, and he sounded disappointed in my lack of mead, for which I apologized profusely. Up at the room, I saw , which was pretty cool. I think somewhere in there, I ran into in the elevator. Omigoshbrushwithfame. + +I got through registration fairly painlessly, whereupon I met , who was not at all as I expected: easily twice as cool. The rest of the day seemed to involve eating at Rex Pizza, sorting out room drama with Jim and with the urging of TealFox. After that, the room ended up containing me, Rikoshi, Randall, and , who I didn't really meet properly until the next day, when he woke up. Jim gave me a pair of paws, which I really quite like. I brought my tail, but only wore it for about an hour, on Saturday. + +Friday was the first real day of the con, and I was thusly overwhelmed. We started with breakfast with the group - the waiter was awesome, even if he did poke fun at me - before getting in line to go to the Dealer's Den/Artist's Alley. Rikoshi, with whom I got along famously, went to get some sketchbook stuff, and I inadvertantly got separated from him after getting my silly fox-badge laminated. It worked out fine, though, as there was some awesome stuff in the three large rooms they had set up. In the Artist's Alley, I met again, as well as (a wonderful surprise) and (another surprise). Some time in there - I think while I was waiting for Rikoshi - I talked to . I really wish I would've hung out with him more, as well as Kiswara (ottahs!), but.. I dunno.. I got pretty overwhelmed and hid in the group for protection. Sorry otters. + +Later, lunch was had - again at Rex - followed by a panel lead by on pet emergencies, wherein a skunk girl talked volumes on her bunnies. Afterwrads.. um.. I think we gathered up on the ballroom level and sat around for a while, waiting for 's Story Hour (and three-quarters). There, I met .. maybe? It's hazy. After a.. rather talkative dinner with the group + Rynden and, for a minute or two, Feyarh, Rikkyfox, Teal, and I went to hear the stories. There was talk of frozen body parts, AC's past and future, and going blind. I think after that, we wound things down and went to bed, but the room party I vaguely remember happening Saturday night might've happened friday night (my recollection is that, since Andreal didn't see the story hour, but was at the room party, where as Teal wasn't, it must've been saturday. Oh dear..) + +Saturday, I was starting to get ahold of the whole 2000+ furries thing. This was my day of hanging and wandering. I only went to one event during the day - the second half of Otterdoc's panel on the human-animal bond, with skunk girl part II - return of the son of bunnies. More wandering followed - some time spent with Taxus, some with Rynden, a call to Wish. I'm sure lunch and dinner were had in there, somewhere, but I don't remember where. Also, I commissioned a badge off n, and bought a copy of Demon Hunter from Fel, who was cool (as was Greenmonkey, really). + +After such activities, we made our way back to the main ballroom for 2's performance, catching the tail end (hah hah) of the Masquerade, which.. didn't make any sense at all. Guess I'd have to be a fursuiter. 2's opener, SpazFox, was alright, but 2 was downright awesome. His rants are funny and all, but damn, when he gets going on a routine, he's hilarious :o) I think after that we did that room party thing. There were too many people there to remember - at least, besides Rikoshi, Andreal, and Rev - but I think I recall Kurt, James, maybe Turbine Divinity.. At one point, Rikoshi's simply awful story was read aloud - laughter ensued, bed followed. + +Sunday was the last real day of the con. Breakfast at Dunkin' Donuts, with good coffee, lunch at Tir na Nog (I think), an Irish restuarant, which was good.. After listening to more absolutely terrible stories at the Iron Author II panel, I got my camera out for a while to get some pictures while I still could. Danny showed up mid-afternoon, but we agreed to meet up after the closing ceremonies, which were pretty funny (we left before the gripe session). I did my best to introduce people by both real and furry names. Throughout the weekend, I had avoided using names too often, 'cause even though I knew and remembered everyone's name, it was hard not to think of Rikoshi as Rikoshi, or TealFox as TealFox. Dinner was had with with Rikoshi, Teal, Andreal, Feyarh, Vandringar, , Ben, and Danny. Fun was had. + +After dinner, I spent some time with Danny. It was nice to finally get to meet him, though that night wasn't particularly pleasurable for various reasons I don't feel like writing about. I had planned on staying the night in his room, but ended up going back to lay on Teal and Andreal's floor for a while, then talked with Rikoshi for another while before sleep was had, back in my own room. That night - the whole of it, not just the part with Danny - is still something I'm trying to digest. + +Monday was interesting. The crowd was thinned out quite a bit, but there were still several furs meandering about the hotel, particularly with large stacks of luggage and cream-colored Anthrocon bags filled with art. I got my badge, which makes me look like an asshole, which is actually pretty cool. I met up with Danny again for a little bit, but ended up heading out for a day in Philly with Rikky, Teal, and Andreal - we all needed to get out of the hotel for a bit. We wandered through part of a really strange shopping mall, which seemed to be about three blocks long, continuing underground, whereas above-ground it seemed like several different buildings. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at a fountain and cooled off in the spray. + +A few difficult good-byes were had at the hotel before I left. I spent most of the trip home reading, listening to music, writing music - anything to keep my mind off PCD. It eventually caught up to me, of course, and I had a tough night at home and a rather tough next day. + +I'm still recovering from the whole experience. Although, maybe I'm not. Maybe it really was life-changing and all that, though things often seem life changing, but you end up just absorbing them in the end anyway. I'd really like to think it was, though: I met some wonderful people, and experienced being part of a community up close - something I've never really felt before. It's made my summer difficult, because everything else seems dull and washed out in comparison, even people (something with which I'm struggling currently). + +This last friday at the furmeet, I caught a little glimpse of the whole experience again. It helped, of course, that we went out to coffee afterwards wearing tails, and TekFox (who did a show at AC) showed up in his full suit - kind of like I'm easing back into real life with smaller and smaller dosages of furry. Even in our little microcosm of 5-10 Fort Collins furs, the feeling of community was there. I know I sound like I'm rambling in Boulder-influenced bullshit, but I don't know how else to call it. + +Along the same vein, I've been spending a good deal of time with Shan. It feels nice, because we're still close, even though we have the knowledge that nothing's really going to happen. It's like a real friend, with no fears or anything that there's something to be ended, because what was there is already in the past. More babble, sorry. + +Actually, I'm just going to end this before I do that any more. + + +
+ +In other news, I got my laptop back, and started working on my wind band piece. Also, I made a thick version of chicken soup tonight, more like a gravy with all sorts of stuff in it, that I served over flavored rice. Like a Medeterranian curry. It came out pretty well, but now we're nearly out of food. (The leftovers are absolutely fabulous over crackers.) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-58.md b/lj-dump/L-58.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2b0a0dbc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-58.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Rrg. +%date 2004-02-21 11:44:46 + +Missed Moondog last night. Fell asleep without turning Trillian off, which led to a whole bunch of messages. Sorry, peoples.. er.. and fuzzies... + +Speaking of sleep, I slept for thirteen hours with a little baggie under my pillow. It's a special little baggie now. I made it myself. + +Unfortunately true about the computers.. need to get away from them some.. +Thomas
Thomas +

What ASB Character Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-580.md b/lj-dump/L-580.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a7eaef1e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-580.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-20 11:35:13 + +I found three CDs in the bathroom entitled +"Hope this works" +"Umm.. or this" +"Shite, yer on yer own, lad" + +In that order. + +Ryan, you rock my world :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-581.md b/lj-dump/L-581.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4fa52452 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-581.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-24 05:48:26 + +
Maerchentic Eternity - Chuck Palahniuk's Diary - the way the artist's inspiration strikes for painting.
+Maerchentic Identity - Robin Hobb's Fool's Errand - the way the telepathy between the twins is wrought.
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Wangst. +The ennui's dragging me down hard, now, and it's breeding a strange sort of problem. + +The keystone of my sanity - and, as a byproduct, my happiness - I've decided, is the ability to accept. Accepting knowledge, accepting emotions, accepting gifts and food and drink and abilities and everything into myself. I think that this is the reason I cannot deal with drugs, and have a hard time dealing with being physically sick: the first removes that ability completely (and thus drives me insane, for however long a period), and the second reminds me of weakness in this keystone (not that there is one; I understand that many times, physical sickness is unavoidable, but the connection is there, somewhere in my sub- or unconscious). + +More to the point, this endless boredom gnawing at me, even if I find something to occupy my time, has me thinking a lot and has, in turn, worn away at my acceptance to the point where, when I was trying to sleep tonight, I had to force myself to backtrack along twisted trains of thought to disentangle myself from my own web of angsty confusion. One of my habits when I get myself lost like that is to envision scenarios involving one or the other of the parties hurt, dead, or otherwise incapacitated and focusing on the other party's reaction. Now that I'm calm, I have to rethink all of those potential conversations without having to balance in pity, despair, shared pain and all that other baggage. As it stands, no problems have been solved by all this work, and I don't expect they will be for quite a while; a thought which leads me to thinking I'd be better off sleeping, which led briefly to thoughts of a more permanent sleep. + +And I thought I was over all that :o) + +Anyway, I think that this Korea trip will help a good deal, even though I'm dreading that tonic: absence. Ten days of little-to-no computer, no phone service, and thirty-six other music geeks, none of whom particularly know I'm gay, furry, a geek, or any of the other little things that come with being in such a tightly knit group, all in a country where English is the second language. My hope is that this balm will be the bane of boredom-encumbered thoughtfulness, and that maybe I'll be able to accept what seems to be a growing unbalance in my emotional relationships. Something which, at this moment, seems to me to be utterly distant, insubstantial, and all-too-depressing, what with such things playing a huge role in my life. + +In short: I'm bored, which has be thinking about what I mean to people and what they mean to me in all the wrong ways, only to realize that and try to think of them in different ways, which are also probably wrong. Introspection's a real bitch. :D + +Anyway, you know I love you all, and well all know things will never "work out, for better or for worst," but will keep on changing, indifferent to it all. + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-583.md b/lj-dump/L-583.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3941862b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-583.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title We now return to... +%date 2005-07-25 22:30:54 + +The saga of my life continues, now with increased boredom. I spent my day cooking and cleaning, making fancy ramen for myself and thinking myself in circles. Sleeping. Toddy coffee is good, but I made the concentrate a little weak out of impatience, I suppose. I wish I could pin down my thoughts for an hour or so, if only for the sake of rest, but the closest I can come is reading and escapism, which tend to be the same, for me. Sometimes I feel like a stalker. + +Addendum: Our landlords left on one of the lights in the downstairs apartment while showing it to a group. At first, it freaked me out, thinking that there might be someone in there, but then it just seemed kinda sad. I could explain why, but I'm not going to. + +Addendum: The last line of In Dulci Jubilo by Praetorius as sung by Chanticleer sounds like 'Alpha biscuit hole.' \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-584.md b/lj-dump/L-584.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4a8411e6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-584.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Hehehe. +%date 2005-07-26 09:03:34 + +Rikoshi yowls, o/~ What do you get when you're a filthy fox / Thinking 'bout nothing but sucking on cocks? / Flirting with everyone; have you name shame? / You know exactly who's... to... blame. o/~ +Ranna cries, it's true ;.; +MegaWolf smacks Rikoshi. +Mekensobek laughs +You yerf, "The wolfies and the 'coonies o/~" +Rikoshi can't type right when he's ad libbing. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-585.md b/lj-dump/L-585.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5adc9a54 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-585.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-26 13:54:39 + +So.. uh.. Shannon already posted something like this, but it's kinda funny, so sorry if it's a duplicate post for some people.. + +Parts: The Clonus Horror - 1979. MST3k'd + +The Island - 2005 + +what. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-586.md b/lj-dump/L-586.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8dd42b56 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-586.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title *writhe* +%date 2005-07-27 17:21:24 + +I've been sleeping a lot yesterday and today, like I was sick or something, but I don't feel sick... + +Even though I slept 7 hours yesterday during the day, I went to bed early, and wasn't woken up by Shannon. Though I did get up at 2:43 AM for a cheese sandwich and some milk tea, I slept until 11 this morning. I'm still tired. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-587.md b/lj-dump/L-587.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..27addff3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-587.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-07-29 06:33:24 + +Heh, okay, this is kinda cool. I mean, I'm not a druggie, really - the last time I smoked pot, I went through all sorts of psychosomatic trauma (sure, I brought it upon myself, but that didn't make it any less traumatic, now did it?) ('it', in the last parenthetical remark, can be taken to mean both the pot, and the trauma) - but I enjoy reading about the stuff an awful lot, and humor's humor, no matter what. Besides, "Your bounty has fed our hunger, made our tummies warm and our thoughts turn to snuggling" makes me think of a dinner party comprised of foxes, perhaps involving the Sacrament of Cake. + +In other news, Korea might suddenly be off, as someone involved in my passport application Fucked Up. This remains to be seen, however: if they can get the passport expedited and made TOMORROW, they can next-day it to me. Yay, bureaucracy. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-588.md b/lj-dump/L-588.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..51620601 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-588.md @@ -0,0 +1,53 @@ +%title Hrf. Why not... +%date 2005-07-29 08:15:48 + +
Humor me. +I'd like to think I'm a little more spontaneous, though... + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
+the Wit
+
(69% dark, 4% spontaneous, 27% vulgar)
+
+
your humor style:
CLEAN | COMPLEX | DARK
+

+You like things edgy, subtle, and smart. I guess that means you're +probably an intellectual, but don't take that to mean you're +pretentious. You realize 'dumb' can be witty--after all isn't that the +Simpsons' philosophy?--but rudeness for its own sake, 'gross-out' humor +and most other things found in a fraternity leave you totally flat.

I +guess you just have a more cerebral approach than most. You have the +perfect mindset for a joke writer or staff writer. Your sense of humor +takes the most effort to appreciate, but it's also the best, in my +opinion. +

+Also, you probably loved the Office. If you don't know what I'm +talking about, check it out here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/theoffice/. + +

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Jon Stewart - Woody Allen - Ricky Gervais +
+ +
+


+ + + + +
+My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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You are Tsuzuki. +

Which Yami no Matsuei Character are You?
brought to you by Quizilla + + +Anyway, played pool and shuffleboard today with the fatherfigure. It was quite fun. Should be doing math homework now, but.. well, I';m not ^.^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-590.md b/lj-dump/L-590.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3e747649 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-590.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Oi! +%date 2005-08-01 18:47:06 + +So things got worked out, and it looks like I'm going to Korea for ten days, leaving tomorrow and getting back on the 12th. Chances are slim that I'll be able to find a computer that I can use, but if I can, I'll check my gmail account, and that's about it - I'm not going to, like, get on a MUCK or anything, though. So, if you want, send me an email there, or reply here, and it'll get to me, somehow. I may or may not check LJ: I'm gonna be in Korea, so I'll probably much too distracted for the computer. + +Yeah.. uh.. see ya'll later. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-591.md b/lj-dump/L-591.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3d50e29e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-591.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title 가ㅟ? +%date 2005-08-06 07:49:32 + +So.. uh.. hey, this is awesome :o) + +I'm quite happy that I got to go on this trip, though I would be a good deal better without this rash covering all of my upper body. Anyway, things are good, I miss foxes, and g'damn, it's hot! I'm writing stuff down, so I'll make a big ol' post later. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-592.md b/lj-dump/L-592.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c3dcc657 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-592.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title 암바사 is tasty. +%date 2005-08-10 01:33:24 + +It's like calpico with soda water, though maybe not as sour. Good stuff. + +So anyway. I'll make one big in-depth post for when I get back, but for now, I'd just like to say that if you ever just happen to be in Korea, somewhere around Yeong Wol (about 2.5 hours from Seoul), go rafting on Dong Gang. It's beautiful. Other than that, I'm about ready to go home, I think. There's some weird dynamic in the group that I have yet to understand, having been with them for only a short time. As a result, I really don't think I should be on this trip with them, though I'm glad I got the opportunity to go. Oh well, I'll see ya'll on Friday. + +<333333 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-593.md b/lj-dump/L-593.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..97667cb6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-593.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title A Whitacre experience. +%date 2005-08-10 14:58:57 + +I've been in Incheon, Seoul, and Yeong Wol, South Korea for the past couple days on a choir tour and wasn't particularly expecting to hear any Whitacre. Just today, though, I checked my email and found out that my grandmother had passed away (a relief - she's at peace now). I was feeling a little.. blank about it, until we got to the church we would be singing our final concert at just in time to hear the Incheon City Chorale warming up. With "When David Heard." + +So yeah, that was kinda tough c.c + +During the performance that followed, I was flooded with memories, particularly during the Martin peice. When I first visited the CSU choirs during rehearsal, I heard Chamber Singers singing that. That was halfway through first semester last year, and now I get to share their last performance. Quite glad for the opportunity, and I took the chance to tell them so on the bus. + +Also, I got a cream for the rash. It stopped hurting, still itches a little. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-594.md b/lj-dump/L-594.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a580374f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-594.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-08-11 08:36:09 + +Homesick. Tomorrow. + +This, of course, piled on top of all my other emotional crap I put myself through. The people I like are not always, it seems, the people I feel obligated to like, and I have this strange tendancy to fall for people with whom a relationship would be difficult, if not impossible. I'm a whiny, pretentious bastard. Go me. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-595.md b/lj-dump/L-595.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..64c6a460 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-595.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title 30 hours later... +%date 2005-08-13 04:26:36 + +*Crash* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-596.md b/lj-dump/L-596.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1e0dac03 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-596.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title So uh... +%date 2005-08-15 19:09:56 + +I'll make a big Korea post sometime, or maybe I won't, but anyway, for now, pictures. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-597.md b/lj-dump/L-597.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7087da4e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-597.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-08-16 15:32:00 + +Hrr, figured out I could probably upload all of my pictures. WinZip or WinRAR should be able to handle it. If you're not using windows, 
tar xjvf korea.tar.bz2
should do it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-598.md b/lj-dump/L-598.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f9086ecb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-598.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Is this a bad thought? +%date 2005-08-18 12:27:56 + +Okay, so I may be at a funeral, but at least I get to dress up nice c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-599.md b/lj-dump/L-599.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7c6b205f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-599.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-08-20 05:37:21 + +Hrrrnnnnngh. + +Not a very good night. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-6.md b/lj-dump/L-6.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a745398f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-6.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Another type for DocMan. +%date 2002-08-11 23:36:01 + +.ctex LaTeX::2HTML latex2html.nfo + +Actually the name of a dir with the compiled (to html) latex files in it. Pretties them up a bit and iterates the links nicely (up, down, previous, next) + +Perhaps I should actually get to to work on DocMan.. before school starts... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-60.md b/lj-dump/L-60.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..203d0f2c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-60.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title o.o +%date 2004-02-21 22:03:13 + +A pool's been started on when Moondog and I will have sex >.@ I don't know whether to feel loved, offended, or joyous at the fact that I get a cut of the winning bet. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-600.md b/lj-dump/L-600.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..053a6861 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-600.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-08-20 17:26:47 + +Last night was just exhaustion and the general malaise that comes with it. And terrible heartburn. Again. I should probably see someone about that :o) + +Anyway, the funeral brought up a bunch of questions in my mind that I'd like to get resolved now, but, you know, they're those unanswerable sorts of questions that to answer would require turning to religion, which I'm not too keen on doing.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-601.md b/lj-dump/L-601.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8d586800 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-601.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title First day of schooooooool +%date 2005-08-22 13:21:36 + +
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+17 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-602.md b/lj-dump/L-602.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..32fadfa6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-602.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-08-22 22:43:01 + +So I kinda got into Chamber Singers (call-backs, at least, but call-backs are just fancy rehearsals, with each one having the edge that it might be your last), and I had to drop one of my classes - 20th Century Literature. So yeah. Now EVERY SINGLE ONE of my classes is in the music building. I'm so happy ;.; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-603.md b/lj-dump/L-603.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..92bbec95 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-603.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Hrr. +%date 2005-08-25 12:44:48 + +You know, Dr. Kim is pretty cool. He was talking in Korea about how some of his colleagues and friends, both in Korea and America look down on him for associating with the students (e.g.: going drinking with the freshmen in Korea and showing them how to do a Korean carbomb), as if teachers really aren't supposed to be involved with their pupils at all, fullstop. I like it, though, even if he's making fun of me (he has the class start out by everyone giving eachother backrubs, which, on most days, hurt for me 'cause my skin's all screwy - he says it's because I'm a sensitive guy): rarely do auditions really help me, but every time I audition for him, I learn something new, though he's never outright taught me, as if he knows just what to say for me to figure things out for myself. + +Homeworktime. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-604.md b/lj-dump/L-604.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f095e1ca --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-604.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Lyrics! Keats! Music! Carrots! Harmo--wait, carrots? +%date 2005-08-26 01:53:07 + +Hey! Check this out and tell me what you think. I explain it more clearly at the top of the page. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-605.md b/lj-dump/L-605.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1265eda4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-605.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Chambers. +%date 2005-08-28 17:54:44 + +So, like, I understand and outright encourage callbacks for Chamber Singers - I want it to be the best group possible, even if that means I'm not in it. I also understand mistakes - there were four Matts (three with S last names, one of which had the same middle name as me) on the Korea trip. I still feel a little bad, though, that my name, Matthew Joseph Scott, got written on the final list for the choir by accident instead of Matthew Joseph Simms' name. It was kinda tough when Dr. Kim had me change the list instead of him. + +Oh well, at least it was on a Friday, 'cause I've been having a good, calm weekend :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-607.md b/lj-dump/L-607.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d8b32782 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-607.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-01 16:49:00 + +GERONIMO: If we take fifty-two from sixty-four, we get twelve; five years you spent in Holland, seventeen; seven years spent in England, twenty-four; eight years in Rome, thirty-two; and if to thirty-two we add your age when we first became acquainted, we have exactly fifty-two. So that, Mr. Sganarelle, according to your own confession, you are between fifty-two and fifty-three years of age. The calculation is exact enough. Now, I will tell you frankly, as a friend--according to the promise you made me give you--that marriage would suit you but little. Marriage is a thing about which young people ought to think long and seriously before they risk themselves, but of which people of your age ought not to think at all; and if, as some say, the greatest folly a man can commit is to marry, I know nothing more preposterous than to commit such a folly at a time of life when we should be most prudent. In short, to speak to you plainly, I advise you not to marry; and I should think you very ridiculous if, after having remained free up to your time of life, you were now to burden yourself with the heaviest of all chains. [Pause.] What's that? You're in love with her? Ah! That's quite another thing. You didn't tell me that. By all means marry, then; I haven't another word to say. + +----- + +SGANARELLE: No, I tell you; they made a doctor of me in spite of myself. I had never dreamt of being so learned as that, and all my studies came to an end in the lowest form. I can't imagine what put that whim into their heads; but when I saw that they were resolved to force me to be a doctor, I made up my mind to be one at the expense of those I might have to do with. Yet you would hardly believe how the error has spread abroad, and how everyone is obstinately determined to see a great doctor in me. They come to fetch me from right and left; and if things go on in that fashion, I think I had better stick to physic all my life. I find it the best of trades; for, whether we are right or wrong, we are paid equally well. We are never responsible for the bad work, and we cut away as we please in the stuff we work on. A shoe maker in making shoes can't spoil a scrap of leather without having to pay for it, but we can spoil a man without paying one farthing for the damage done. The blunders are not ours, and the fault is always that of the dead man. In short, the best part of this profession is, that there exists among the dead an honesty, a discretion that nothing can surpass; and never as yet has one been known to complain of the doctor who had killed him. + +----- + +MENAECHMUS: If you weren't mean, if you weren't stupid, if you weren't a violent virago, what you see displeases your husband would be displeasing to you, too. Now mark my words, if you act like this toward me after today, you shall hie yourself home to your father as a divorcee. Why, whenever I want to go out, you catch hold of me, call me back, cross-question me as to where I'm going, what I'm doing, what business I have in hand, what I'm after, what I've got, what I did when I was out. I've married a custom-house officer, judging from the way everything--all I've done and am doing--must be declared. I've pampered you too much; now then, I'll state my future policy. Inasmuch as I keep you well provided with maids, food, woollen cloth, jewelry, coverlets, purple dresses, and you lack for nothing, you will look out for trouble if you're wise, and cease spying on your husband. [in a lower tone as his wife goes back inside] And furthermore, that you may not watch me for nothing, I'll reward your diligence by taking a wench to dinner and inviting myself out somewhere. Hurrah! By Jove, at last my lecture has driven her away! [looks around] Where are your married gallants? Why don't they all hurry up with gifts and congratulations for my valiant fight? [showing a woman's mantle worn underneath his cloak] This mantle I just now stole from my wife inside there, and [gleefully] it's going to a wench. This is the way to do--to cheat a cunning jailer in such clever style! I have taken booty from the enemy without loss to my allies! + +----- + +DORIAN: This play was good enough for us, Harry. It was Romeo and Juliet. I must admit that I was rather annoyed at the idea of seeing Shakespeare done in such a wretched hole of a place. Still, I felt interested, in a sort of way. At any rate, I determined to wait for the first act. There was a dreadful orchestra, presided over by a young Hebrew who sat at a cracked piano, that nearly drove me away, but at last the drop-scene was drawn up, and the play began. Romeo was a stout elderly gentleman, with corked eyebrows, a husky tragedy voice, and a figure like a beer-barrel. Mercutio was almost as bad. He was played by the low-comedian, who had introduced gags of his own and was on most friendly terms with the pit. They were both as grotesque as the scenery, and that looked as if it had come out of a country booth. But Juliet! Harry, imagine a girl, hardly seventeen years of age, with a little flower-like face, a small Greek head with plaited coils of dark-brown hair, eyes that were violet wells of passion, lips that were like the petals of a rose. She was the loveliest thing I had ever seen in my life. You said to me once that pathos left you unmoved, but that beauty, mere beauty, could fill your eyes with tears. I tell you, Harry, I could hardly see this girl for the mist of tears that came across me. And her voice--I never heard such a voice. It was very low at first, with deep, mellow notes, that seemed to fall singly upon one's ear. Then it became a little louder, and sounded like a flute or a distant hautbois. In the garden scene it had all the tremulous ecstasy that one hears just before dawn when nightingales are singing. There were moments, later on, when it had the wild passion of violets. You know how a voice can stir one. Your voice and the voice of Sibyl Vane are two things that I shall never forget. When I close my eyes, I hear them, and each of them says something different. I don't know which to follow. Why should I not love her? Harry, I do love her. She is everything to me in life. Night after night I go to see her play. One evening she is Rosalind, and the next evening she is Imogen. I have seen her die in the gloom of an Italian tomb, sucking the poison from her lover's lips. I have watched her wandering through the forest of Arden, disguised as a pretty boy in hose and doublet and dainty cap. She has been mad, and has come into the presence of a guilty king, and given him rue to wear, and bitter herbs to taste of. She has been innocent, and the black hands of jealousy have crushed her reed-like throat. I have seen her in every age and in every costume. Ordinary women never appeal to one's imagination. They are limited to their century. No glamour ever transfigures them. One knows their minds as easily as one knows their bonnets. One can always find them. There is no mystery in any of them. They ride in the Park in the morning, and chatter at tea-parties in the afternoon. They have their stereotyped smile, and their fashionable manner. They are quite obvious. But an actress! How different an actress is! Harry! why didn't you tell me that the only thing worth loving is an actress?" + +----- + +PYOTR: Listen, when I set off to come here, I mean here in the large sense, to this town, ten days ago, I made up my mind, of course, to assume a character. It would have been best to have done without anything, to have kept one's own character, wouldn't it? There is no better dodge than one's own character, because no one believes in it. I meant, I must own, to assume the part of a fool, because it is easier to be a fool than to act one's own character; but as a fool is after all something extreme, and anything extreme excites curiosity, I ended by sticking to my own character. And what is my own character? The golden mean: neither wise nor foolish, rather stupid, and dropped from the moon, as sensible people say here, isn't that it? Ah, you agree—I'm very glad; I knew beforehand that it was your own opinion. . . . You needn't trouble, I am not annoyed, and I didn't describe myself in that way to get a flattering contradiction from you—no, you're not stupid, you're clever. ... Ah! you're smiling again! . . . I've blundered once more. You would not have said "you're clever," granted; I'll let it pass anyway. Passons, as papa says, and, in parenthesis, don't be vexed with my verbosity. By the way, I always say a lot, that is, use a great many words and talk very fast, and I never speak well. And why do I use so many words, and why do I never speak well? Because I don't know how to speak. People who can speak well, speak briefly. So that I am stupid, am I not? But as this gift of stupidity is natural to me, why shouldn't I make skilful use of it? And I do make use of it. It's true that as I came here, I did think, at first, of being silent. But you know silence is a great talent, and therefore incongruous for me, and secondly silence would be risky, anyway. So I made up my mind finally that it would be best to talk, but to talk stupidly—that is, to talk and talk and talk—to be in a tremendous hurry to explain things, and in the end to get muddled in my own explanations, so that my listener would walk away without hearing the end, with a shrug, or, better still, with a curse. You succeed straight off in persuading them of your simplicity, in boring them and in being incomprehensible—three advantages all at once! Do you suppose anybody will suspect you of mysterious designs after that? Why, every one of them would take it as a personal affront if anyone were to say I had secret designs. And I sometimes amuse them too, and that's priceless. Why, they're ready to forgive me everything now, just because the clever fellow who used to publish manifestoes out there turns out to be stupider than themselves—that's so, isn't it? From your smile I see you approve. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-608.md b/lj-dump/L-608.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0237178a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-608.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-01 21:43:03 + +My sense of harmony's warped. + +Shit. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-609.md b/lj-dump/L-609.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..50188305 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-609.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-05 06:30:29 + +Some pictures of hobbes, they may be the last :o, \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-61.md b/lj-dump/L-61.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7ded4713 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-61.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Reikification +%date 2004-02-23 00:42:41 + +Ahh.. weekends. Time for blessed sleep. Or.. not, in my case :oP Saturday night, I woke up every half hour for a good six hours, then every hour for two more until my alarm went off. I reset my alarm and got two real hours of sleep before I had to get up to get to a rehearsal for "Insomniac." I wasn't nearly as amused by that then as I am now, but I wasn't nearly as awake :o) + +After the non-productive rehearsal came the highlight of the day: Reiki training and attunement. This wasn't something I'd been planning on doing but, when provided me with the opportunity, I sort of flopped on it (jumping is too strong of a word; I was tired). I arrived a little late to find Breakfastfox, , and Nick all sitting on the porch step waiting(?). So, we headed inside to meet our instructor and start the learning process. We were to be attuned both to the first and second degrees in one day (easier, considering our age), and we had a good deal to learn about energies and symbols (not symbowls, as I kept writing x.x) before the actual attunement. + +After learning the three symbols for the second degree, we took a break that consisted of strawberries, rice crackers, and poppy seed bread while our instructor got ready for the attunement itself. We goofed around for a while each of us was being attuned separately, first VulpinePilot, then Breakfastfox, then Nick, and me last. The attunement itself was indescribable, but the most vivid memory I have is that I had this sort of after image effect going, where I saw our instructor outlined in a very bright purple. Never mind the fact that my eyes were closed at the time. There was a bit more of that with Breakfastfox's mom, except the color was an orangish gold, but the effect dissipated soon after. I have to think about it more before I jump to conclusions; I was facing into the sun (well, bright window in dark room) with the instructor, and Breakfastfox's mom was silhouetted in a different window. + +After running around, we practiced a bit on each other (or tried to; Breakfastfox kept laughing :oP) before I had to leave. I headed home so that my mom and I could go out to dinner. We tried to go to a new restaurant next to Sushi Zanmai, but it was kinda.. crappy, so we went to Sushi Zanmai itself and had our fill there. The whole time, my hands were almost unbearably hot, which I'm attributing to the Reiki earlier, since they got about as hot there, while practicing. + +Aaaaanyway, I went to bed at around nine after doing FAFSA with mommy dearest, and woke up at around 12:45 with my hand excruciatingly asleep, and here I am, discussing the pool with Moondog, and writing this. Still haven't done much homework. I'll start now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-610.md b/lj-dump/L-610.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..64de9902 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-610.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Because, you know, just one book wasn't enough... +%date 2005-09-09 02:22:16 + +I went to the library: + +Robert Stephan Hines - Choral Composition +Sheri S. Tepper - Grass (yes, again; I aim to actually finish it this time.) +Paul Hindemith - The Craft of Musical Composition Book I +Arnold Schoenberg - The Theory of Harmony (AKA Harmonielehre, which...) +John Adams - Harmonielehre in full orchestral score (...is a good song :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-611.md b/lj-dump/L-611.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c4ed4885 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-611.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-09 08:54:20 + +I returned from a nice evening with , amonst others, and, upon seeing myself in the mirror, did not recognize my face. The facial hair I haven't shaved since the funeral combined with the dark, dark circles under my eyes lead to me looking a good deal older. When I shaved, though, I noticed something strange: androgyny. I'm oddly pleased with this, though it'll probably disappear tomorrow morning with rest and stubble. Maybe I can do something goofy for halloween. :o) + +Edit: Well, maybe I was partially demented. I think what I saw last night was facial features that I get from my mom. It still gave me a good idea for a halloween costume of sorts. It's like how they made Gabriel androgynous in Constantine. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-612.md b/lj-dump/L-612.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7642d602 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-612.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-10 02:42:29 + +Someone robbed my car, and all I can do is worry about bothering people. + +And this. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-613.md b/lj-dump/L-613.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9453fd63 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-613.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title gg, fox +%date 2005-09-10 22:55:36 + +Разрешь меня словно фрукт +В натюрморге твойч покоев +Я рад бы ть твойм слугод +Пока ты меня не прогонйшь + +(Как дблоко персйк Й грушу +Разрешь меня на две частй Сьешь по утру +За завтаком И вы плюнй мелкйе костй) + +И я проросту сквозь пол деревом +Й буду с тобой каждый день +Покаты меня не сурбйшь +Покуда тебе не лень \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-614.md b/lj-dump/L-614.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a6dd2524 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-614.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title Yarr. +%date 2005-09-11 20:24:02 + +1. My username is ____ because ____. +2. My journal is titled ____ because ____. +3. My subtitle is ____ because ____. +4. My friends page is called ____ because ____. +5. My default userpic is ____ because ____. + +
Yarharrharrrrr +1. gv_ranna, which stands for Gaius Vulpius Ranna, which stands for I am a geek, because not only is it a proper Roman name, but I stole part of it from a fantasy book. + +2. Mad Ranna Rasputin! because.. uh.. I think it's something Rikoshi said, once, and I thought it was significantly goofy. + +3. Banging away at the typewriter of life! because I think the above comment might've been said in relation to typing or writing. + +4. Mad Ranna Rasputin and the Typewriters of Life - I think this has been sufficiently explained. + +5. My ex-bamboo plant (it left me for my mom) on the heat exchange in my dorm room with the smokestacks of the Chem building in the background. Because it's pretty, and I'm usually too lazy to choose one of the others. + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-615.md b/lj-dump/L-615.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..11e48724 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-615.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-11 21:13:16 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-616.md b/lj-dump/L-616.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..649b3613 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-616.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-13 16:48:31 + +CSU Chamber Singers - Under the direction of Dr. James Kim, this top-select choir of 24 to 32 singers performs a wide variety of repertoire. Objectives of the group include high choral-ensemble precision, the sensitivity to the ensemble blending, intonation, and willingness to strive for excellence in both healthy vocal production and sophisticated musical understanding. Chamber Singers has appeared in regional, national conferences and conventions, and for the summer 2005, this group has been invited to participate in the International Sacred Choir Festival in South Korea . All CSU students are invited to audition. Performances both on and off-campus comprise performance responsibilities. Meets 3:10–5:00 pm , MWF in Room 203 + +University Singers - A select group of 50 to 75 singers that performs major choral/orchestral works, opera productions, as well as smaller choral repertoire. Often, this ensemble performs with both on and off-campus performing forces such as CSU Symphony, Opera Fort Collins, and Fort Collins Symphony Orchestra. University Singers has been featured as the main chorus for the production of Bizet's opera, ‘Carmen', as collaboration between a professional opera company and an orchestra during the fall semester of 2004. Dr. James Kim is the director and all CSU students are invited to audition. Meets 12:30-2:00 pm , MWF in Room 203. + +Men's Choir - A non-auditioned group of 25 to 40 men singing various repertoire ranging from classical music to musicals, glee-club and often mixed SATB repertoire in a joint concert with the Women's Choir. Men's Choir enjoys performing at sporting events, alumni receptions, and other school-related events as well as presenting their own concerts each semester. Open to all CSU men. Meets 4:10-5:30 p, TTH in room 209. + +Women's Choir - A non-auditioned group of 50 to 57 women that performs classical repertoire as well as non-classical repertoire. Both Men's and Women's Choir are featured at the annual All-Choral Holiday Concert. Women's Choir hosts fund-raising events and plans to tour regionally. Open to all CSU women. Meets 12:30-1:45 pm , TTH in 203. + +Please contact Dr. James Kim, Director of Choral Studies, for information regarding all choral ensembles. James.Kim@colostate.edu \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-617.md b/lj-dump/L-617.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..353f2db2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-617.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-14 05:01:42 + +This evening kinda sucked. It's nice and all that I can hide behind my supposed insanity from my housemates, but it leaves very few people to talk to about why I feel like a useless, overbearing and presumptuous dickhead, especially around them. + +So anyway, I spent four hours cleaning up the mess that was the kitchen yesterday, finding some insanely disgusting things in the process, but it's.. much cleaner now. Part of what I did was remove half the silverware, half the bowls, plates, saucers, and all of the nice coffee mugs and small plates in hopes that the smaller amount of dishes will force my housemates and I to be more responsible about cleaning. Went shopping today to replenish all the rotting food which my housemates left in the fridge that I threw out. I made some more bread - cheddar white bread. It came out pretty disgusting, which might be part of the reason I feel so bummed. Next time I'll look for a recipe that isn't sweet, and maybe I'll experiment with temperatures and times of cooking, since no matter what I do, the crust comes out a little too dry, and it's still doughy in the center. I didn't clean up after myself - didn't feel up to it. Chocolate pudding didn't assuage the problem. Neither did finishing my book (found out there's a sequel, god damnit). I think I might try to wake up early and get some work done, or I might sleep in a little. + +Sorry for the bitching, haven't done it in a while. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-618.md b/lj-dump/L-618.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..deefeab5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-618.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-14 14:47:11 + +The malaise of stress is still hanging around me like a fog, sorta.. pressing against the small of my back and making my knees ache. Though that might just be Autumn, which definitely appears to be here. I was going to take the 7:25 bus, but a bowl of rice wasn't enough, so I made another and was just going to ride my bike. My body disagreed, so I took the 7:55 bus and was 5 minutes late for my listening test. I think I got everything, though. I need to learn a song by 2pm. + +I wish I could be as eloquent with my own life as is with his, but my eloquence is spent on obscenely cute stories about foxes and pornographic dream sequences instead. I try, but it just comes out as uppity whining :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-619.md b/lj-dump/L-619.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2c4a9c37 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-619.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-14 21:25:56 + +Gah! Five checks and one large debit card purchase all applied to my account at once! I'm not really $216 in debt, but it sure looks that way x,x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-62.md b/lj-dump/L-62.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..96cfe72b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-62.md @@ -0,0 +1,81 @@ +%title Survey thingy. +%date 2004-02-23 01:50:01 + +
Read more... + +
+A B O U T . . . +[my name is]: Matt, Ranna +[in the morning I am]: Singing +[all I need is]: Friends +[love is]: patient, love is kind, love is not jealous, nor rude, it does not insist on it's own way; love is not irritable, resentful, it does not rejoice at wrong, but love rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believes, hopes, endures all things. Love never ends. +[if I could see one person right now]: Moondog +[I'm afraid of]: myself, getting hurt, hurting others, and spiders +[I dream about]: I don't remember + +H A V E Y O U E V E R . . . +[pictured your crush naked?]: Mmhm. +[actually seen your crush naked]: Nope. +[been in love]: Yup. +[cried when someone died]: Yes. +[drank alcohol]: Yeah. I have a low opinion of it. +[lied]: Too much. +[coke or pepsi]: Coke +[flowers or candy]: Chocolate coated little children. I hear they're really tasty with almonds and honey. + +W I T H T H E O P P O S I T E S E X . . . +[what do you notice first?]: Um.. their laugh, I suppose. +[last person you slow danced with]: Eheh. Urg.. I haven't, with a guy, and Paula Creevy, I suppose, for girl.. +[worst thing to say]: Say? Well, I can tell you not to mess with their hair.. +[tall or short]: Most people are shorter than me, so I don't care, really. + +W H O . . . +[makes you laugh the most?]: Breakfastfox. :o) +[makes you smile]: Moondog, Senotay, Sarah, Kiran, Jerred, Kory.. lots of people ^^ +[gives you a funny feeling when you see them]: Moondog. +[has a crush on u?]: Moondog, Jim. +[easier to talk to: boys or girls?]: Dogs. Boys and girls are about on the same level. + +D O Y O U E V E R . . . +[sit on the internet all day waiting for someone special to I.M. u?]: Occasionally +[save aol/aim conversations]: Yes. For prosperity. +[cried because of someone saying something to you]: Yup, and vice versa. Same person, too. + +H A V E Y O U E V E R . . . +[fallen for your best friend]: Definitely. +[been rejected]: Of course. +[rejected someone]: Yup. + +[used someone]: Uh.. not conciously, but subconciously, yeah. +[been cheated on]: Um.. hmm. I suppose so, but it was a twisted story. +[done something you regret]: Of course. + +W H O W A S T H E L A S T P E R S O N . . . +[you talked to]: Moondog + +[hugged]: Ur.. I hug lots of people.. +[you instant messaged]: Moondog +[you laughed with]: Breakfastfox + +D O Y O U . . . +[color your hair]: Nope +[habla espanol]: I took a year of spanish.. once.. + +H A V E Y O U / / D O Y O U / / A R E Y O U +[smoke]: First hand smoke makes me quite ill. +[obsessive]: Yup. +[could you live without the computer?]: For a little while, but then I'd SHRIVEL UP AND DIE!!! Well.. no, I suppose I couldn't. +[how many peeps are on your buddylist?]: Lots and lots, but I rarely talk to more than five. +[what's your favorite food?]: Urm.. not sure. I like lots of foods. +[whats ur favorite fruit?]: Persimmons +[what hurts the most? physical pain or emotional pain?]: Emotional. +[trust others way too easily?]: Just easily enough, thank you. + +F I N A L Q U E S T I O N S . . . +[I want]: Moondog. And rest. And for this week to be over. +[I wish]: It was saturday. +[I love]: Everything. +[I miss]: Innocence +[I fear]: Lonliness, and hurting others. +[I hear]: That little children are especially good on crackers with cheese and a nice chianti.. +[I wonder]: Why some people have drivers licenses. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-620.md b/lj-dump/L-620.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d7c53d55 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-620.md @@ -0,0 +1,23 @@ +%title Riddle me this, Batman! +%date 2005-09-15 16:29:04 + +Though you'd kinda have to be a freakin' huge music geek to get it. Bonus points if you do, though. + +
+S: d m s l  ls f s d d t l mml ssf r '                              d m s l  ls f s d '
+A: d m s l  ls f s d '               f m r llr ddt s '              d d m f  fm r m d '
+T:                                                                  m s d d  fs l s m '
+B:                                                 s t r f  f m r m d       d d f d   '
+
+' = cutoff, otherwise all notes are held.
+
 + +EDIT: so the point is to guess the song only from the solfej. + +The answer is... +
...behind this here cut! +...Behold a Star from Jacob Rising from Christus by Mendelssohn. + +Yeah, sorry 'bout that. + +
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  1. In a large bowl, disolve sugar in warm water. Stir in the yeast and let it work to a creamy foam.
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  2. Mix in coffee, salt, and oil. Mix in flour one cup at a time, then knead the dough on a lightly floured surface until smooth.
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  3. Place dough in a well oiled bowl and turn the dough to coat. Cover with a damp cloth and allow to rise until doubled in bulk, about 1 hour.
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  4. Punch dough down, knead for a few minutes, and divide in half. Shape into loaves and place into two well oiled 9x5 loaf tins. Allow to rise for 30 minutes or until the dough has risen 1 inch above the tops of the pans.
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  5. Meanwhile, prepare a glaze of 1 tablespoon vegetable oil, 1 teaspoon vanilla extract, and 1/8 cup coffee concentrate or espresso.
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  6. Baste top of loaves with the glaze and bake at 350 F for 30 minutes or until the bread is dark brown, periodically adding glaze to taste.
+ +Since I based this off a recipe for sea level, I'm still trying to find the right amount of time for high altitude cooking. I've found that I can check the progress of the bread by straightening out a paper clip, poking it down through the center of the baking loaf and lifting up some of the inside to see if it's doughy or not. The paper clip leaves a low enough profile hole that it's hardly noticeable when done. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-624.md b/lj-dump/L-624.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1a8a7a25 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-624.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-20 05:56:52 + +terrible + beauty +powerful + movement +intense + interest +flexible + technique \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-625.md b/lj-dump/L-625.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9c4056be --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-625.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Rantish. +%date 2005-09-20 16:40:33 + +This whole housemate thing is getting out of hand. I'm really contemplating something drastic, like leaving for three days or so without telling them. Just go stay at a friend's or something, and see if they can really do anything for themselves at all, or if I come back and all of the instant food is gone and every useable surface on the countertop is covered with dishes. Like it is now. After only a week; I spent four hours cleaning the damn thing last monday. + +So, like, I'd clean up their mess myself (along with cooking dinner for them three or four times a week), but that's like a part time job that I'm not getting paid for. So that, plus school, leads to a lot of extra stress I'm just not willing to deal with. I tried talking with them, but Shannon just gets angry and hides in her room for two hours, and Ryan agrees, promising the both of us that one of these days, he'll stop being lazy. Well, hey, it's been five months. We only have nine more on our lease, then I'm moving out. Whether that means new roommates or living by myself, I don't care. I've gone into debt from trying to feed us all, but I guess all that's not even worth scraping your plate when you're done - it's better, after all, to let the stuff rot in the sink while you play WoW and Matt waits for you to realize how gross it is. + +Gosh, I'm passive aggressive. I guess that at some point I'm going to have to just draw the line. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-626.md b/lj-dump/L-626.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d14dfea2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-626.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-21 00:35:32 + +Time to go be gay! Hooray Rainbow Chorale. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-627.md b/lj-dump/L-627.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7ac4704c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-627.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Kiran made me do it. +%date 2005-09-22 16:33:49 + +Leave me a random comment and... +1. I'll respond with something random about you. +2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. +3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to pour all over us while we wrestle! +4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. +5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you. +6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of. +7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you. +8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal... \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-628.md b/lj-dump/L-628.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..99f69b6b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-628.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-23 17:22:53 + +So I've got this recurring dream of dying or literally freezing up while on stage, but last night was different in a rather intense way. It was some large choir concert during which I had a solo. About half way through, I started to go numb and the kid next to me was giving me strange looks. When I felt my throat start to close up (this happens in every one of these dreams - last time it was an allergic reaction), he reached out and poked me in the sides in quick succession. I fell over on stage and couldn't move, feeling like I was slowly blacking out as everyone started surrounding me. I remember a brief moment in the hospital, but after that I just remember waking up in a bed that I knew was at my mom's house. Somehow, I also knew that I had had some, like, terrible kidney explosion or something, but everything looked and felt normal about me now. When I got up, however, there were pictures in the kitchen, some held to the fridge with magnets, mostly all of them of me with no hair and an oxygen tank generally looking like I was just recovering from brain surgery or something crazy. Since it appeared that Shannon was living there at the time, I went into her room to ask her what day it was. She said something like, "Your birthday, duh!" To which I asked in frustration, "No, what DAY is it?" This got me an answer about a week after what I was expecting, like a whole week had been erased from my memory. I'm starting to lose the rest of the dream, now, but it was.. weird. I was going around campus (which was suddenly CU, and not CSU) asking a bunch of really weird characters if they knew what had happened during that week. I teamed up with some people whom I can't quite remember anymore and we went searching, mostly around the Sheridan bus station at US36 and some fast food joint where I complained about the bowls beign stupid (they were like shells! They looked like they could hold so much more, but since the sides dipped, they'd only fill up halfway before the soup would reach one of the rims) and talked a bunch with the waitresses. I could tell when I was going to wake up, and the dream-me panicked at this. + +I'm not quite sure what all this means, but I do know that it was more vivid than any dream I've ever had - these recurring ones being more vivid than most, anyway. There were a lot of real places that I was at (Old Main theatre on CU's campus, the house was a mix of two real buildings: my mom's house and my house, and the bus station), and the emotions that I went through were quite intense. It started out as a sort of worried curiousity that jokingly included some conspiracy theories, but as the dream went on with me trying to find out what happened to the missing week, it got worse and worse, getting closer to panic and concern about what had happened to me, why I didn't remember, and who could help me. Although the plot was nightmare-ish, I was extremely disappointed to be waking up: it was like enjoying such a good book that you become one of the characters. Maybe I'll write it into a short story, even if it does seem a little cliche. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-629.md b/lj-dump/L-629.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1134a1dc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-629.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-25 18:03:08 + +I had a dream about FC. Hrr. Stupid waiting x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-63.md b/lj-dump/L-63.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..75c67b25 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-63.md @@ -0,0 +1,32 @@ +%title La be da me ni po tu la be. +%date 2004-02-23 18:34:29 + +Woke up feeling fairly fine, though a little groggy and grumpy from very little sleep and maybe something from the attunement. Revier was downright angry today, which transfered on to me more easily than usual. I didn't realize until, by the end of second period, I was doubled over in an abdomnial pain that lasted until just about an hour ago (6:30). The pain distracted me too much to do reiki, I think, and I can barely remember any of the day, other than at one point, I got up to leave festival 'cause I felt sick, and Revier yelled at me. Not wishing to face such ire, I got a drink and sat outside the choir room for about ten minutes. Apparently, while I was gone, he yelled about me to the class. Whatever. Closer ran late, as usual, and I went home afterwards to shower and get dressed for Act I run through. My mom gave me a pill for irritable bowel syndrome, which started to take effect about halfway through Insomniac (which nearly flopped, since PETER AND SAGE WEREN'T ON STAGE). I guess this means that what happened was an abdominal muscle spasm ('a stitch in my side' type deal, except it was in my front and lasted a long time). Yay. Funness. + +In other news, my FLCL DVD arrived, along with my Aquarian deck. I did a quick reading, just to see. Since the cards were quite new, I'm gonna take this reading with a grain of salt, though it does offer some good advice. Also, I'll describe it, which I probably won't do so much in the future. From a conversation with : + +Ranna: Covering me: 9 of rods reversed - This is me, I suppose. It represents distress or obstacles. + Crossing me: The moon - Working against me; unforseen perils, often involving loved ones. + Above me: 10 of cups reversed - Concious influences; loss of harmony, anger, guilt. + Beneath me: 10 of rods reversed - Unconcious influences; conflict, intrigue. + Behind me: 10 of pentacles reversed - Past influences; block on family, money. + Before me: 7 of cups - Future influences; Strong imagination and desires, but lacking in tenacity, thus limited attainment. + Myself: Wheel reversed - The quality of my involvement leads to the measure of my reward. + Environment: Fool - Positive inner forces. + Hopes and fears: King of rods - Honest, loyal, conscientious, just, often married. + Outcome: Ace of pentacles - Contentment, bliss, ecstacy, quick intelligence, wealth. +Ranna: So.. uh.. I guess I should do my homework :o) +Vixen: Heehee. Heheheheheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeheheheheheeheheeh. +Vixen: That reminds me, I should shift my bet to this weekend ;3 +Vixen: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA +Ranna: Hopes and fears was strange. Am I afraid of getting married? +Ranna: Oh dear.. +Ranna: Hee.. +Vixen: I dunnae. Can you interpret them either way? +Ranna: I suppose so. I'm not sure I really fear any of those things.. +Vixen: Never know until you get to them. ^.^ +Vixen: I wonder if it could also mean stuff like, "You fear that you're not _____ enough" +Ranna: Tha's twoo. +Ranna: I'm gonna at least get started on my bio homework. Ace of pentacles spurs me on!!!$(&%@# + +Notice that half the cards are reversed. This I might attribute to shuffling, but the three tens, all reversed? The cards were arranged by suit. Each ten was thirteen cards away from the next, and I'm not that precise of a shuffler.. Ah well. This is neat stuff. I'm not sure yet whether I'd call it portentious, but it certainly does provide a new look on problems and situations. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-630.md b/lj-dump/L-630.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ac760be2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-630.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Gaw, fox has problems. +%date 2005-09-26 16:00:41 + +Apparently, I really hate F#s. On my chord quiz, I missed three chords, all because I forgot to sharp the F. On my homework, I did perfectly until the last section, which is in the key of e minor. Which has only an F# for the key signature. Hrrf :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-631.md b/lj-dump/L-631.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..572e7caa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-631.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title From earlier today... +%date 2005-09-28 05:07:36 + +Dreams have been playing an awful large part of my life recently – I’ve noticed that I’ve been focusing on the more, and also noticing when others talk about theirs. Just now, for example, Matt Simms caught me in the hall as I was leaving to tell me about a dream wherein he was asking his girlfriend if she liked anyone else, naming a bunch of his friends by name, and the only one she had a crush on was me. We had a laugh over it, he pretended to punch me, then I left. It was a strange sort of occurance, not because the dream – that was just silly – just that I’ve been hearing about everyone’s dreams lately. Oh well, I can dig it. + +Had my ear training test today. I wish that he’d use something other than midi and stupid softsynth generated files, because, if I miss any points on dictation, it will because everything sounded muddy. Hrrf. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-632.md b/lj-dump/L-632.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fef93a5d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-632.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Voice Post +%date 2005-09-29 19:50:04 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-633.md b/lj-dump/L-633.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ca35f938 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-633.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-09-30 04:31:57 + +So, uh, it came out kind of trippy, but.. + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-634.md b/lj-dump/L-634.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..76b09161 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-634.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Ratties and kitties. +%date 2005-10-01 23:31:02 + +
Piccies! + + + +
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\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-636.md b/lj-dump/L-636.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dfbfb432 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-636.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-02 19:21:10 + +Let him know that every living thing has within it that which changes, develops, and destroys it. Life and death are both equally present in the embryo. What lies between is time. + +- Arnold Schoenberg in The Theory of Harmony translated by Roy E. Carter \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-637.md b/lj-dump/L-637.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1dc9ea14 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-637.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title More Harmonielehre quotes. +%date 2005-10-03 16:18:19 + + might find these interesting, in regards to symbolism and crappy art classes. + +For nature is also beautiful where we do not understand her and where she seems to us unordered. +[...] +[Order, clarity] are there by chance, not by law, not by necessity; and what we claim to perceive as laws [defining order and clarity] may perhaps only be laws governing our perception, without therefore being the laws a work of art must obey. And that we think we see [laws, order] in the work of art can be analogous to our thinking we see ourselves in the mirror, although we are of course not there. The work of art is capable of mirroring what we project into it. The conditions our conceptual power imposes, a mirror image of our own nature (Beschaffenheit), may be observed in the work. This mirror image does not, however, reveal the plan upon which the work itself is oriented, but rather the way we orient ourselves to the work. +[...] +Now even if one can assume with certainty that the observer will not see in the work of art something entirely different from what is actually in it - since object and subject do indeed interact - even so the possibility of misapprehension is still too great to allow us to say with absolute confidence that the presumed order is not just that of the subject. All the same, the state of the observer can be ascertained from the order he sees. + +- Arnold Schoenberg - The Theory of Harmony tr. Roy E. Carter + +So I'm really digging this book, even if it is kind of a slow read (I'm only on page 30). So many grand ideas are included that - unintentionally or no - tie music into philosophy and life, much the way I try to do myself. + +Some sort of weird stuff going on with relationships (friends and otherwise). I don't at all know what to do about them, so I'm going to wait a bit and see if things shift to a point where I can make a decision, however small. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-638.md b/lj-dump/L-638.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7c3251a3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-638.md @@ -0,0 +1,27 @@ +%title dearest we, i cordially invite me to become noone but yourselves r s v p +%date 2005-10-04 13:47:17 + +supposing i dreamed this) +only imagine,when day has thrilled +you are a house around which +i am a wind- + +your walls will not reckon how +strangely my life is curved +since the best he can do +is to peer through windows,unobserved + +-listen,for(out of all +things)dream is noone's fool; +if this wind who i am prowls +carefully around this house of you + +love being such,or such, +the normal corners of your heart +will never guess how much +my wonderful jealousy is dark + +if light should flower: +or laughing sparkle from +the shut house(around and around +which a poor wind will roam \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-639.md b/lj-dump/L-639.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..32eb5ffe --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-639.md @@ -0,0 +1,52 @@ +%title More EEC. +%date 2005-10-05 08:46:11 + +*linger* + +
i carry your heart/i am a little church +i carry your heart with me(i carry it in +my heart)i am never without it(anywhere +i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done +by only me is your doing,my darling) +i fear +no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want +no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) +and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant +and whatever a sun will always sing is you + +here is the deepest secret nobody knows +(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud +and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows +higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) +and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart + +i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) + +----- + +i am a little church(no great cathedral) +far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities +-i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest, +i am not sorry when sun and rain make april + +my life is the life of the reaper and the sower; +my prayers are prayers of earth's own clumsily striving +(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children +whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness + +around me surges a miracle of unceasing +birth and glory and death and resurrection: +over my sleeping self float flaming symbols +of hope,and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains + +i am a little church(far from the frantic +world with its rapture and anguish)at peace with nature +-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest; +i am not sorry when silence becomes singing + +winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to +merciful Him Whose only now is forever: +standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence +(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness) + +
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More EEC +sometimes i am alive because with +me her alert treelike body sleeps +which i will feel slowly sharpening +becoming distinct with love slowly, +who in my shoulder sinks sweetly teeth +until we shall attain the Springsmelling +intense large togethercoloured instant + +the moment pleasantly frightful + +when, her mouth suddenly rising, wholly +begins with mine fiercely to fool +(and from my thighs which shrug and pant +a murdering rain leapingly reaches the upward singular deepest flower which she +carries in a gesture of her hips) + +
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ssh, it's a secret. +your anger is clumsy and +unhelpful;it presses and +swells in no good way +while pretty much (eating +any we alive)leaving +your skin in tatters + + +
+ +Happy, isn't it? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-646.md b/lj-dump/L-646.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..67ebe3be --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-646.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Googling "[name] needs" as per Miko's suggestion. +%date 2005-10-07 23:23:25 + +Ranna needs not think of the answer. She knows she needs to be loved, wanted and accepted. +Ranna needs help with JavaScript... +Ranna needs the queer otter to function properly +Ranna needs to should get back to me sometime hopefully soon here, so I know what's going on. +So come Buy with Bid On Auctions for all your Ranna needs. + +The middle three are even about me. Imagine that! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-647.md b/lj-dump/L-647.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cf29156d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-647.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Lain. +%date 2005-10-08 23:53:21 + +I just finished Serial Experiments: Lain in a day and a half. Thirteen episodes. + +My brain left me through the top of my head, cursing as it went. + +*drool* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-648.md b/lj-dump/L-648.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d19cf966 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-648.md @@ -0,0 +1,172 @@ +%title Maverick log. +%date 2005-10-09 04:32:52 + +
Log +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier noses ya" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael gives the nose a smooch, "Woof."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier fuzzles and hrmms a bit, "there's kind of something i want to talk to you about."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods a little and perks, "I'm all ears, fuzzy."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier nods and snugs ya close, "I think we are starting to kind of like each other like we used to a while ago, though not exactly sure how you feel."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael rrfs, "Yeah, I've kinda noticed. I like it, of course - it's a decidedly pleasant feeling - but I'm also feeling sorta.. cautious about the whole thing. Some weird things have been going on recently."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier nods, "its cool. and yeah cautious is good... i don't want to do to you what i did last time. i still feel really bad about it."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael moufs at whiskers, "More than that, I'm feeling cautious because -I- don't want to do that to -you-. Like I said, some weird things have been going on lately, particularly involving a few people, and I don't want to hurt anyone.."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and lix yer nose, "that is ok... the first time it was because of how old you were.. i was even afraid to be yiffy with you so i kind of just avoided it untill it went away... and now if things started to get more serious... i couldn't bring you into my life style, you are too good of a person and i wouldn't want you to have a messed up life" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "so i guess it isn't so bad this time... now there is one less person you have to worry about having feelings for and stuff" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nuzzles into the licks and noddles, "I know, fuzzy. And I felt kinda awkward when I ran into you here of all places, after our relationship being so completely platonic previously. Still a little weird, but I suppose seeing you after so long makes up for it ^^ What do you mean about your life style, though?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "Astarael rr?" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maveri +ck_Xavier whispers, "i am a party wuff. doing drugs is a part of my life" to you. +You whisper, "I wouldn't worry too much about my getting taken in by that, so much as me being sorta.. boring as compared to you. I mean, I've tried my share of substances, but none of them have really been good enough that I'd do them often, or ever again. Especially in a party scene. Anyway, what did you mean about one less person to worry about?" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "you said you had a few people that you were pursuing... now you don't have to worry about going after me or me going after you" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael ohs and nods a little, "Not even just a little persual? :o)" He giggles, "Mrf.. well.. promise we can stay close?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier hugs you tight, "don't get me wrong, you are still one of my favourite ppl and i'll always love ya :) i just don't think life would work out quite right with the two of us paired together" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "of course we can :o)" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael awrs and gives you a good squeeze, poking his nose in fur, "You're such a neat woof, and I'll always love you too." He nods some, "So I plan on bothering you whenever you come in here, still."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier giggles and squeezes ya back tightly, "you are definately welcome to it... and i don't know how you feel about it, *blushes* but i've always wanted to be rar with ya at least once sometime."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael giggles and puts a smooch on your cheek, "I can dig it. Give me some time, though? I don't want it to be awkward or forced or anything."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier giggles and fuzzles you, "well i'm not asking you to do me on the floor right now or anything ;P but yeah, i just would like for it to just kind of happen, both being all snuggly and the mood strikes us both :) though i don't even know if you see me in that way.. might just be all around weird for you.. like i'm too much of just a friend." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael rar! He giggles and nods, "I just want to wait until it feels right, 'cause, like, we've waited six years, after all."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier giggles and slurps yer muzzle, "yeah, i think it was something that is just long over due, so might as make it nice when it does happen :o)"" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael pushes his muzzle into slurpings and nodnods, all swishy." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and cuddles ya all up" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "so tell me about your adventures in substance experimentation" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "like what kind of stuff have you done?" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier is just curious cause he couldn't imagine this foxy doing anything like that at all :oP" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nestles in green fur and pets paws over your chest. Hides his face, too. He just typed it out and realized how much he's done c.c Gonna be a long whisper.." to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "Hmm.. alright. I've never done anything strictly chemical, 'cause I've always been fascinated with the more organic sorts of things, so natural stuffs were my focus. I tried nutmeg a few times. It wasn't really that pleasant unless I was outside and moving. I tried LSA containing HWBR seeds, which mostly just made me feel ill. I've gotten stoned enough to realize that it's either pleasantly relaxing or utterly terrifying for me. Salvia divinorum was terrifying, but beautiful. Shrooms were the worst experience of my life due to an allergic reaction. Kava's relaxing and mellow, empathogenic. Kratom was a little -too- nice, like the codeine cough syrup I had for a while. Lotus was.. exceedingly pleasant, but has a sort of protection built into it where it only really has an effect once every few weeks. Urm.. Calea was terrible and worthless. Betel nut was tasty, and pleasantly stimulating." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "wow, you have actually done alot of stuff i haven't. I am sorry about the shrooms. they can be a really awesome time if you're not allergic to them" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "I am not even sure what kratom is, i will have to look that one up" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods a little, "I could see how it could be pleasant, and really the reaction wasn't that bad. Just a slight case of hives, mostly on legs and forearms. Phantom itches and the like. I started feeling really dehydrated, so I took a bath. Got stuck in a thoughtloop, and it really just turned into a bad trip from there. I smoked pot once after that, at AC this summer, and had to just leave the room and go lay down on the floor in TealFox and Andreal's room." to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "Kratom's rather.. opiate like, though it lacks the sickness and some of the euphoria." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "yeah, the thoughtloop is what causes a bad trip :/" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "and i don't like to smoke to strong of pot anymore myself.. getting too high causes anxiety" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods, this was supposedly some crazy strong pot. He wouldn't know. He probably would've freaked out if it was parsley c.c Hasn't done anything since, and if he does, he'll stick with the more relaxing things like lotus and kratom and kava." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "well if chances ever happen and we are at a con or something together, would you consider doing E with me?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael blinks, nodnods, "Yeah, actually. It's one of the only chemicals I've wanted to do, and it'd be nice to do with a nice woof :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and nuzzles you, "and don't worry, its not a sexual type of thing, though people can make it into that.."" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "we'd probably be snuggly like we are on here if we wanted to, just being happy to be alive, happy that we are friends, and just plain happy" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael smiles and noddles. Even if it were more than that, he trusts you enough. It all sounds so wonderfully pleasant, though ^^" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "it is. its one of the most amazing experiences you can i have. at least that's what I believe" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "you are going to FC this year?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael mmhms. Gonna have to miss a few days of school, but it's his birthday present :o)" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "its possible that I could go as well. i know people that are going to be there that could make that possible. something you might want to think about?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael smiles all big, "That'd be neat! I won't be there too long - wednesday late night until sunday evening - but I'd definitely like that. Rrf.. wouldn't be too much of a strain for you, though, would it?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "it would be a vacation for me, get to see alot of other friends too. there wouldn't be any strain, just a good time :)" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nodnods and rubs his nose on you, "Well, I think it would be really good to see you, fuzzy, if you make it."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier grinz and picks you up squeezing you tight, "it would be really awesome to finally get to see you, and then spend a night like that together!! :)"" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael yip! He giggles and clings to you with a squeeze, "Mmhm! It'd be good to sneak away from all the people there to spend a nice time with a nice woof."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier grinz and nods, "well it will probably be in a setting of a hotel room where a few other people are rolling as well."" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "which is actually a good thing... its really nice to have other people around that are rolling as well :)" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nodnods, "I just mean away from all the people of the con, some place more relaxed than 2000 furries, or whatever :o)" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "yeah! i have it set up for a private party if we do that. don't have to worry about wondering around all the sober people... would probably get kicked out of the con from trying to pet the fursuiters too much hehe" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael giggles! Hmm.. he's got a set of paws Jim made him and a tail, though, which could be nice for petting and petting with." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "woah! those would be super cool to roll with :D" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nodnods, feels nice to get petted with soft paws even when not rolling. And tails are always fun to play with." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "so yeah, it would be a very relaxed atmosphere with just a couple of other people sitting around, snuggling, dancing with glowsticks." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael mms and noses at, "Sounds nice, fuzzy :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier mrrrrs and lix the nose, "yes it does.. will be the warmest fuzziest night of your life :)"" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "and I will make sure you recieve plenty of entertainment with lightshows and backrubs." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael hees and awrs, nuzzling on your cheek." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "even though i am all fat n stuff, i can still glowstick pretty well" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier mrrrs and rubs his muzzle against yours." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael whiskertwitches and awrs, giving you tummyrubs." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "though it being furries n stuff.. its possible that someone might decide to start yiffing in the room. dunno how you'd feel about that" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier mrrrrps and puffs his tummy out for the tummy rubs." to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "I know myself, when stuff happend like that at the furry house i lived at. it made me feel very uncomfortable and awkward... like when people got naked and just started doing it on the floor and couches." to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "it was really weird and i didn't know how to react or feel when stuff like that happened" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "so if it happens to happen at the party, what do you think?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael gets a call, just a sec!" to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "Astarael erp, sorries, "Urm.. if that happened, I'd probably just keep myself all distracted with you, since you don't seem like the type of person to do that."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and nods, "yeah i'd probably do the same... and well to tell the truth while we we're rolling we actually probably wouldn't care too much and just be happy that they were enjoying themselves. probably would just be comfortable sitting there snugging on each other while people yiffed themselves silly."" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "not that there is a huge chance of that happening anyways.. most likely wouldn't happen at all, but it has been known to happen." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael leans against you a little and pokes his nose about, "Even so, I can see how it would be nice to know that people were enjoying themselves, while enjoying myself with a woof. ^^"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier giggles and snugs you against him, "yeah its weird like that, you're just so happy and can be cool with pretty much anything going on around you."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael giggles and nods, "Sounds just like how I want to be :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "anyways was just thinking of some odd scenerios that could be happen, just so its not a huge surprise if it does..." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael mms and tucks his muzzle 'neath yours, "I like thinking about it, so that's okay."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and cuddles up close, "the only other thing i can think of that could happen is people start getting nekkid and curling up with each other... not to be yiffy, but just because it feels nice to be clothes free and snuggled up together... not that that would be something i'd ever do myself, though if everyone else started to get nekkid they might try to convince us :P and even though i'd be rollin, my clothes are stayin on. noone is seeing this ugly woofs naked body, its too scary." to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "those are the only two things i can think about that could happen to worry about. other than that everything else is just having lots of fun :)" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael giggles a little and awrs, "I'm sure you don't look -that- bad. Not from what I remember of the pictures you sent.. uh.. five years ago c,c But I wouldn't try to convince you either, 'cause I'm sure that's the last thing you really need, is a room full of fuzzies all trying to get you to do something ^^ But yeah, it sounds like a bunch of fun."" to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "Astarael gotta idle for, like, five minutes. He'll be back, though!" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "okies, i will be here :)" to you. +You page-pose, "Astarael kerpets, snugs while he's gone." to Maverick_Xavier +You page-pose, "Astarael foxpounce." to Maverick_Xavier +In a page-pose to you, Maverick_Xavier ooofs and squeezes! +Maverick_Xavier pages, "back now?" to you. +You page-pose, "Astarael nodnods and drapes over. Is making snackies, though." to Maverick_Xavier +Maverick_Xavier pages, "okies" to you. +You page-pose, "Astarael okies. All set. Leans on you and mnches." to Maverick_Xavier +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "anyways with the naked thing.. normally i would be all freaked out, a bunch of fuzzies trying to convince me to undress. however i'd most likely be perfectly ok with that while rolling. but i don't want to be seen naked, don't want you to remember a picture of me like that :P so for me that's the only thing i'm afraid of happening" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "oh mahrat will be there rollin with us :) i know i don't have to worry about him doing that kind of stuff. just don't know who else will be there and i guess i have seen my share of oversexed get naked furries ;P" to you. +ZanDen heads back towards the back hallway +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "so yeah, just wanted to finish my thought on that ;P" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods a little, "I don't want to push it, woof. If you're uncomfortable with something, then, by all means, you don't have to do it, and if ever I make you uncomfortable, just say so, and I'll stop as best I can. As for the pictures.. well.. I guess all I have is memories. I don't really know what to say.."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "i'm not accusing you of pushing anything :) its just that if that situation normally came up i would be uncomfortable, but in the party situation i would probably go ahead and do it... and i would probably regret later everyone having seen the ugly fat woof naked :P so if that starts to happen just trying to think of ways to get out of it quickly hehe. clothes come off, sneak to the bathroom with fox perhaps?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods a little and nuzzles at, "Alright, woof. I can do my best to distract you, too :o) I like spending time with you, and I'm sure that'll be true in RL, clothes or no, rolling or no."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier giggles and nods, hugs ya tight." to you. +You whisper, "Astarael leans into you and gives you a squeeze, "You will tell me if I make you uncomfortable, though, right? Some people won't..."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier snuggles close to you, "like make me feel uncomfortable when?"" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael rubs his paws on your sides and noses at, "I dunno.. I just mean, if I do something that unintentionally makes you uncomfy, you'll tell me?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "sorry, got distracted... yes i would let you know :)" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael bumps his nose against your cheek, "Thanks, wolf. I just think, if we're going to meet, then I don't want to do anything to make it weird, you know?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "though if you were referring to doing something that might make me uncomfortable while rolling. that probably wouldn't happen cause in that state i'd be comfortable with anything." to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and rubs his cheek against your nose, "well i am super shy and will be uncomfortable quite a bit... but when we roll together i think things will get comfy really fast between us."" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "will make for a really nice ice breaker... cause afterwards it should seem like we've been pals for quite sometime and are just comfortable around each other" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods a little, "Alright, I can understand that.. Sorry to keep bugging you about this, just don't want either of us to feel bad :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "so what were you thinking of that you could do to make it weird?" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "oh you will let me know too then, right??? i don't want to make you feel uncomfortable either" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "is there something you think i might do that would make you feel bad?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael wrrf, "Well, you sound more shy than me, is all, and I want to be careful, for both our sakes ^^"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "I am extremely shy, but that's ok... as far as offending me or making me feel bad. as long as you don't make fun of me or direct me into the center of attention i will be ok :) is there anything you are worried that i might do to you?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael shrugs and headshakes. "I'm shy, too, so pretty much the same stands. I'm also quiet at first, so a lot of questions would probably make me a little freaked, but nothing too bad."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier giggles, "i think you'll be like to get more than a hi how are you. really great to finally meet you" out of me ;P" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "like = lucky" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "I hope I can... i'm pretty bad... have a bit of social anxiety problems, even more so than when meeting someone you really like n stuff. just feels like i'm going to mess up and look like a big ass dork and retard and like my IQ is 50" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael puts a smooch on your cheek, "I think I understand, fuzzy. And you know I'll like you no matter what happens :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier blushes and nuzzles yer cheek back, "awww that's sweet of ya."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael giggles a little and pets on ya, "Well, it's true - I know that probably won't help with any anxiety, but.."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and snuggles up to you, "nah, nothing can stop the nervousness" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "actually a couple of valiums probably would ;oP" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael giggles and ruffles atcha, "I'm sure we'll still have a good time ^^"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier mrrrfs and flops against you, "me too... hehe i guess i'm really planning on going now :P"" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael moofs and pokes his nose down between ears. "Even if you don't make it, now I'm really interested in meeting you some day, so maybe some con after that or something." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and wags, "yeah :) really going to try to make it to this one. i could use a weekend like that."" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nuzzles around the ears in a figure eight, "Mmhm :o) Would you just be out for the weekend, then?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "yeah probably, "I don't think I can miss too much work, but it will be after the new year so i will have more vacationdays to use... i will have to see."" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "which days are you going again?" to you. +You whisper, "Wednesday late night through sunday afternoon." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "I probably could do 4 days no problem. thursday fri, sat, sun" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "plane tickets would be the only big problem stopping me from going" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nodnods, "Well, we'll keep talking about it as things come up. It's still a few months off." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier noddles, "i'll have to try and put some money away.... do you know how much rooms are?"" to you. +You whisper, "$90 a night. That's the convention price, so if you have, like, five people to a room, it's $18 a night." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier noddles, "i'll have to look into that too. see if there are some ppl i can room with" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "i will probably ask mahrat and see who all is coming down from seattle" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael noddles and pets on. Will be staying with Rikoshi, if the other fox gets his act together." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "only one other person?" to you. +You whisper, "I think so.." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "would you rather it that way for more privacy or would you want more ppl to save money?" to you. +You whisper, "I think.. er.. we were aiming for privacy.." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "that is cool :) was just going to offer you guys stay with us if you wanted to save some cash" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nods a little, "Thanks for the offer, fuzzy :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles, "no problem :) is he like your bf?"" to you. +You whisper, "I don't really know right now. Like I said, kind of a weird situation right now.." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier noddles, "can i ask, or is it private stuff?"" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael shrugs, "It's fine. Um.. he and I just got kind of close - ur.. really close, I suppose - but I think both of us realize a long distance thing wouldn't be very good for either of us now, so it's all just up in the air. It's all really confusing :o)"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier ahhs and nods, "so its just him that the weird situation involves?"" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "for some reason i thought there were multiple people that you were interested in" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael grf, searches for words.." to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "He's the only one I'm interested in in that way. Seeing you again was a different kind of interest, like I wanted to go back to how we were. Also, there's weird things going on with Shanerak." to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier smiles and nods, "I see... well this person coming to FC, is he going to get jealous if you spend time with me?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael smiles and headshakes, "No, he'll understand."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "okies :) as long as he is cool with it" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael beams, "I'm glad we talked today, fuzzy."" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "Maverick_Xavier grinz and lix yer nose, "I'm glad too :) got some stuff i was worried about with us off my mind and now we might be meeting up soon :)"" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael nuzzles in the licks and nodnods, "Anything else on your mind, woof?"" to Maverick_Xavier. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "was calculating about how much going to the con is going to cost me... looks like about $650.... i've got alot of saving to do if i want to make it" to you. +Maverick_Xavier whispers, "no i don't think there is anything else on my mind... anything on yours?" to you. +You whisper, "Astarael headshakes, "Not at the moment. In fact, it's feeling pretty empty :oP"" to Maverick_Xavier. +You whisper, "Astarael gives you a good squeeze and nuzzles in green fur, "I'm gonna go for a walk. I'll talk to you later, woof.."" to Maverick_Xavier. +In a page-pose to you, Maverick_Xavier hugs tightly. take care + +
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Read more... +You page, "Hey fox." to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Hey, otherfox." to you. +Somewhere on the muck, Darkwolf has disconnected. +You page, "How're you?" to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Um... better, now that I'm getting food in me." to you. +You page, "The key is not checking on it. We make most of our rice in a rice cooker, though. Cooking in a pot just requires about twelve or so minutes and not looking." to Jim. +You page, "How were you before? Irked at folks?" to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "More just... irked nebulously, and needed to vent on folks. :)" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna ahh." to Rikoshi +(p) Jim pages, "at high boil or medium? I know if ou check on it, it lets all the steam escape. but most tiems I'm worried about it burning to the bottom of the pot" to you. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "I'm not mad. :)" to you. +You page, "It won't burn, because it's in water. Water doesn't burn. You bring it to a boil, put a lid on the pot, and turn the burner down to the low setting for about twelve minutes. You don't keep boiling it." to Jim. +You page-pose, "Ranna hrr?" to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "I'm not! Honest! ^^" to you. +You page, "You don't need to convince me, foxo, I believe you." to Rikoshi. +Somewhere on the muck, Kahn has connected. +You page-pose, "Ranna was just wondering, is all." to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "You're allowed, sweetie. :)" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna nods, hides in fur." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi keeps you, uh, hidden. +You page-pose, "Ranna dozes a little while he's there." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi lets sleeping foxes lie. With occasional pettings. +You page-pose, "Ranna more curly - not big on lying. He can do pets, though." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi likes curly - it's a pleasing shape for a fox to be in. Makes for curviness to pet along, too. +(p) Jim pages, "ok so get it boiling with the rice then turn it down to low. seems whenever I cook it, the water tends to boil off rather fast even with the lid on" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna likes fox curves. He traces his nose along one of yours." to Rikoshi +You page, "The water shouldn't be boiling." to Jim. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi giggles a bit. Nosing little foxes are good like that. :) +You page-pose, "Ranna smiles at you. Foxes make him feel nice." to Rikoshi +(p) Jim pages, "just below the boiling point then?" to you. +You page, "The low setting on the stove. Like, right next to off. Your stove does have a low setting, right?" to Jim. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi is all about making you feel nice, where he can. +You page-pose, "Ranna chrps at that, wraps you up in arms." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi wraps back around you, not being TOO clingy, but more... just clingy enough. +You page-pose, "Ranna wouldn't mind the fox being too clingy right now. It's nice to feel wanted." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi's glad. He was thinking about you lots today, since his mind kept wandering away from work. :) +(p) Jim pages, "its electric.. and ya it does" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna does this: Pour rice. Pour water. Turn to high. Wait for boil. Cover. Turn to low. Wait 12 minutes. Stir." to Jim +(p) In a page-pose to you, Jim ahs ok +(p) In a page-pose to you, Jim sometimes would come up with cooked rice but not all of it would be cooked. or it would end up in a pudding consistancy due to too much water heh +You page-pose, "Ranna was, too, actually. Particularly about something you said a while back. He searches around a little to make sure he's not misremembering.." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi perks his ears. "What was that, foxy?" :) +Somewhere on the muck, Spirit-Wolf has disconnected. +You page-pose, "Ranna rawr! Keeps searching - really wants to make sure he's not misreading.." to Rikoshi +You page-pose, "Ranna finds. Frowns. Not quite what he thought it was. Anyway, mumbles, "Foxo? I really like you."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi giggles softly, and then nuzzles in at you. "Thanks," he says. "I really like you, too!" +(p) In a page-pose to you, Jim scritches a little. talking to your friend you meantioned about earlier +Somewhere on the muck, Kahn has disconnected. +You page-pose, "Ranna offers a little kiss at your muzzle. "I'm having a bit of a hard time, fox. Sometimes (well, a lot of times, really), it feels like more than.. just liking, I suppose. I've been hesitant to talk about it, or even think about it, 'cause I'm afraid I'm misunderstanding myself, or you, or that it's some strange attraction to the digital representation of some guy sitting at a computer 2000 miles away, or even that, by mentioning it, whatever feelings they are will go away. I also haven't really mentioned it because I don't want you to feel.. obligated in any way. But now, I think it might be more constructive to just talk about it, even if I feel silly babbling on like this." Grrf, goes quiet c.c" to Rikoshi +Jim is currently 6 minutes idle and may not get back to you soon. +You page-pose, "Ranna rawrf." to Jim +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi's ears go sorta pink. "Um... well, you pretty much summed up a lot of what I've been thinking. With... y'know, almost eerie similarity." He giggles softly, and then says, "Which I think is probably a good thing, actually, in this case." +(p) In a page-pose to you, Jim giggles and yipyaps back +Somewhere on the muck, Vexus has disconnected. +You page-pose, "Ranna grunts. "Sometimes I forget to read people, or just don't want to, and I get unexpected answers, however pleasant. So much for all the responses I thought about." He hides his ears by flattening them and his muzzle by poking it in fur. "I think it is, too, fuzzy. Though passive telepathy is a little weird. Anyway, I think I lost most of what I wanted to talk about..."" to Rikoshi +Somewhere on the muck, Rax has disconnected. +Somewhere on the muck, Floid has disconnected. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi sticks a finger under your chin and lifts your face up to look at him, giving you a quick kiss on the nose, first. "I dunno," he says. "You seem to be able to read me pretty well, for all your nervousness. Y'know, telepathy aside." :) +Somewhere on the muck, Vexus has connected. +You page-pose, "Ranna wriggles his nose and peeks up at you, returning that kiss to your lips somewhere in there. "Mrf.. maybe," he giggles some. "Maybe that's what the supposed telepathy is. Urm.. well, I suppose most of what I had can wait, but I sort of have a confession to make. I feel rather devoted to you, foxo, but.. er.. sometimes I don't act it. I'm not, like, leading along three other relationships or anything, just.. a few times in the past couple of months, I've gotten a little wrapped up in the moment, for lack of a better term."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi smiles, and shakes his head. "Is that what's got your worried, hon?" he says, tapping you on the nose. "I really (maybe kinda more than) like you, too, but, I mean... I dunno, I don't see any reason to... what's the best way to put this? I'm not gonna be offended or hurt or anything at you having moments. Um... does that sound weird?" +You page-pose, "Ranna mmnfs, "I was worried a little, but moreso about how you'd react to someone you've only really met once rambling on to you about feelings." He wriggles his nose and shakes his head, "Doesn't sound that weird, fox; it's kinda something we've talked about before, but the thing I thought I remembered you saying kinda made me worried. Something about being an 'obedient foxer,' which in context sounded a little like monogamous. Made me feel a little guilty about playing around."" to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Er... you know that a couple years ago, I had two boyfriends at the same time, right? I'm not one to throw stones, cutey. :) But nah, you don't need to feel weird about talking about feelings with me. I'm sorta glad, because for the last few weeks I've been too afraid to start this very conversation. :)" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna'" to Rikoshi +You page-pose, "Ranna realigns fingers, tries again." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Jim licks +You page, "I've had several.. ur.. brushes with the same sort of thing, and lots and lots of talks about it, though I'm fairly sure I've never really been in that sort of situation. We've even talked about it a bit, but I guess I was a little unsure of how you feel about it right now. Anyway, yeah. Talking's good, because reading people isn't really two-way." to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Well, you said you feel sorta devoted to me, and I'll admit a lot of the same thing. But, for the moment, I'm not gonna feel weird about anything, what because it's not like you're sitting on my doorstep. :) My basic philosophy isn't such that, you know, if you want to play around with other people, that's not going to upset me." to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna nodnods, "That's sort of what I tell myself when I'm trying to rationalize afterwards, when I feel a good deal of regret. Granted it's probably not a very healthy lifestyle, even if I am safe about it; it's what got me my new stalker, James." He puts his nose against yours and gives a little kiss, murmuring, "Though it might be nice to have a fox sitting on your doorstep."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi shakes his head, and then kisses you back. "No feeling guilty," he says. "I don't think it's anything to be ashamed of, either (though stalkers aren't much fun, I know)." He kisses you again, lingering a little longer this time. "I don't want you to take my saying this as me saying I don't like you, though, because that's just plain not true." :) +You page-pose, "Ranna mwrms in the lingering kiss and smiles brightly afterwards, "Of course not, foxy. I understand. And you know the same applies to you, right? I'm not keeping you from playing around or exploring other interests or anything."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi nods. "Okay. That's fine. Though, er, lately, that's not so much an issue!" he admits, blushing. "But yeah, I'm mostly concerned with happy foxes, being able to be... um, foxy. And not worrying." +You page, "Rwr? How so? And this talk has assuaged most of my concerns. Besides, foxes are always foxy, and this one is nearly always happy." to Rikoshi. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi smiles, and bumps nose-to-nose with you. "I was actually kinda wondering what you were thinking, actually," he says, giggling. "I'm glad if I can help your concerns, though. I like talking through things." +You page-pose, "Ranna wriggles nose and mrfs. "I was thinking about putting food in my tummy, mostly, but also wondering what you meant by not so much an issue." He giggles right back and mouths at your chin, "Foxes are always helpful."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi giggles again, and blushes even deeper. "Oh, just that, uh... Rikky doesn't really have folks to play around with, is all. But now he at least doesn't need to feel weird if a situation were to develop where a fox were to end up in a, er, compromised position." +Somewhere on the muck, Vexus has disconnected. +You page-pose, "Ranna rrwrs and smiles, giving you three quick kisses in close succession. "Oh.. er.. I dunno if it's related, but any new thoughts on the situation you posted about earlier?"" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi tries to kiss back, but misses two out of three. Aw. "Oh, with my roommates? I think I'm mostly okay." +You page-pose, "Ranna rubs muzzletip-to-muzzletip with you and murmurs, "Let me know how things work out.." before giving you one of those kisses that would be hard to miss, what with all the muzzle-locking and such." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi mmmphs pretty loudly, then goes a lot more quiet, melting against you as he shares your nice, deep kiss. +You page-pose, "Ranna slips his arms around you and tugs you up for some proper foxsnuggling, something which he never seems to get quite enough of." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi hoorays (in the manner of a soft squeak). He never tires of this, either--could do it for hours on end, really. "I'm really happy to hear that you like me, foxy." +You page-pose, "Ranna strokes along squeakyfox tail and traces the tip of his nose along your jawline. "Rrf, ditto," he says, giggling and adding, "It's nice to know that foxes think alike."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi chuckles, nuzzling into you. "Passive telepathy," he murmurs, closing his eyes as he rests his head on you. +You page-pose, "Ranna grins and blushes a little in the ear-area. "It's true," he says quietly, keeping you nice and close against him." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi mmms, tucking in sorta cuddly-like. "I hear only certain foxes get that," he says. +You page-pose, "Ranna pets a paw down along your back and rubs his muzzle down along your cheek. "Oh? What sorts of foxes?"" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi hums in random singsong, moving and shifting in subtle ways as you touch and hold him. "Hmmm," he mutters. "I think the ones that keep bumping their snouts together so often." +You page-pose, "Ranna figures that since he can hardly help it, what with foxmuzzles being so nice to rub together, that he must be one of them sorts of foxes. He giggles too, and moufs on cheekruff." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi pretend-growls and moufs back (y'know, just in case he needs to recharge the muzzlo-static telepathy battery). +You page-pose, "Ranna whiiines at the growl, even if it is pretend, and lays his ears all flat, squirming at moufing." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi, once he sees you flatten your ears, decides to perk you back up by licking attentively at your cheeks and snout. +You page-pose, "Ranna's ears are at the whimsy of foxmuzz, and move about according to it's actions. These actions do make them perk up, but they also make him rubrubrub at your sides." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi snarfs your whiskers on into his mouth, sucks for a moment, and then releases. "There we go." +You page-pose, "Ranna writhes when you capture his whiskers and giggles ticklishly, closing his mouth over part of your snout afterwards. Hrr." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi slumps down in against your side, not quite 'draping' himself over you, but more like lazily flopping in against you. +You page-pose, "Ranna keeps at least one arm around you, nibbling idly on the tip of one ear. Fox has to do the homework he wasn't doing while talking." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi giggles, and ruffles your tummy. "Crushing on foxes is no reason to not remain diligent, mister!" he teases. +You page-pose, "Ranna yaps! He squirms at ruffling and awmfs briefly on that ear, "But, but...!"" to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "But nothing! Well... okay, but SOME things," to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna pinches your butt." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi yips! "Okay. My butt is one of those things." +You page-pose, "Ranna nods. Rubrubsqueeze." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi rrfs and chuckles. "Yeah. Definitely room for a fox on my doorstep." +Somewhere on the muck, Miko has connected. +You page-pose, "Ranna pecks on your cheek and beams. For this, he's glad. Theory homework, though, can go screw itself, though. Grr." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi squirms rather nicely. He'd make another tickled pink comment, but you already one-upped him the other day. +You page-pose, "Ranna hrr? About tickling the pink out of foxes?" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi nods, blushing., +Logging stopped +Logging to file C:\Program Files\BeipMU\logs\Furry\Ranna - 2005-10-11.txt started +You page-pose, "Ranna rather likes that part of foxes, though :o)" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi knows you do. But if foxes have homework and need sleep, those parts can wait. :) +You page-pose, "Ranna nodnods, the're gonna have to, because he's really tired, on top of having a quarter of the assignment left.." to Rikoshi +You page-pose, "Ranna still all happy about talking to foxes, though." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi's happy, too, because... well, you're really sweet, and he's glad he wasn't misreading you. :) +Somewhere on the muck, MegaWolf has disconnected. +You page-pose, "Ranna squiiiiirms. Fooooooox. *cling*" to Rikoshi +Somewhere on the muck, Jim has disconnected. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi giggles happily, clinging back. "Whaaaaat, silly?" +Somewhere on the muck, MegaWolf has connected. +You page-pose, "Ranna tugs you down onto sprawling him and kisses the tips of whiskers, "Rawr, I dunno."" to Rikoshi +You page-pose, "Ranna watches his language get more and more contorted the more Cummings he reads." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi fences/kisses back. "You do too know." +You page-pose, "Ranna sighs. It's true. He sucks briefly on the tip of your chin before murmuring, "You're cute, and, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, I like ya lots."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi opens his jaw wide, and stuffs the tip of your snout into his muzzle, if only for a moment. "There. That's all I needed to hear." +You page-pose, "Ranna gigglesnrts. Should get his mind out of the gutter, but all he can think of is a 'muzzlejob'. "Okie, hon."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi is glad that the fox he's got is occasionally gutterminded. It's a nice contrast to his pleasant intellect. +You page-pose, "Ranna's digging this whole mutual-fox-havingness we've got going on, too. Hrr, really should keep from thinking too much for now, though. Stupid work." to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Want me to let you be, hon?" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna doesn't mind little vulpine distractions, just doesn't want to get caught up in thinking of what to do to them." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi smiles. "That's actually kinda sweet to hear." +You page-pose, "Ranna beams and curls around you, might be a little slow, but he can still nose on your tummy." to Rikoshi + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-653.md b/lj-dump/L-653.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..daa208fe --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-653.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title Bwagh! +%date 2005-10-12 16:54:44 + +So.. UPDATE! + +Dr. Moody: Is that coat Russian? +Me: Yeah, it's a Soviet greatcoat. +Moody: Funny, you never see anyone wearing Nazi regalia around. +Me: ... +Moody: Isn't it weird to be wearing a communist coat? +Me: Well, the Red Scare is over, so I guess I don't have anything to worry about. +Moody: Well, WWII is over, would you wear an SS coat? +Me: ... + + +Me: ... + + +----- + +So, brief freakout over email today. I'm sure people must've though it was weird that I was blushing and squirming uncomfortably in my seat, mumbling. Oh well :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-654.md b/lj-dump/L-654.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3401cee9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-654.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Omigosh! +%date 2005-10-12 22:08:14 + +I expect you'll be sane about this (since y'all seem fairly sane), and not, like, blackmail me or otherfox with it or anything ^^ + +
Picture! + + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-655.md b/lj-dump/L-655.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3a98ec45 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-655.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-14 21:39:45 + +Woop, all registered for FC. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-656.md b/lj-dump/L-656.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1799632f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-656.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Woo, cookies. +%date 2005-10-17 22:55:18 + +Absinthe Suissesse Apees + +2 cup all-purpose flour +1/2 cup white sugar +1/2 cup unsalted butter, cubed +1 tsp. almond extract +1/2 tsp. orange extract +1/4 cup Absinthe + +1. Preheat oven to 350F. +2. Cut the flower into the butter until the size of peas. Mix in sugar, add Absinthe and extracts and stir (or user a mixer) to make a dough. +3. Roll out on a lightly floured surface (too much flour will make the dough crumbly) to a little more than 1/4" thick. Cut into three inch rounds and place on greased baking sheets. +4. Bake until firm, but not colored, about 14 minutes. Cool on wire rack. + +Makes a firm cookie, though if you roll them too thin, they get fairly hard. I used Blanche de Fougerolles 74 because it was sweeter than the Verte, though with the color of the butter and the small amount of absinthe, if you used a verte, the color would likely be lost, so that won't make much of a difference. The taste is something like a pizzelle, only more full. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-657.md b/lj-dump/L-657.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2ba09b47 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-657.md @@ -0,0 +1,71 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-18 13:16:43 + +Ranna kerpounce! +Rikoshi yarf! +Ranna hrr! Sits on, triumphant. +Rikoshi, conquered fox. +Ranna would mention something about plundering, but that'd be cliche. Instead, he makes sure to claim his property by giving your neck a little nip. +Rikoshi closes his eyes, leans his head back, and tilts it to the side, exposing and offering his throat to you. +Ranna does the only thing that's left for him to do and closes his jaws carefully around that throat, hrrs turning - expectedly - into growls. +Rikoshi gasps softly, starting to whine quietly before he just goes quiet once he ears that growling in your own throat. +Ranna gets comfy against you, keeping you nicely pinned beneath him in the process. It's like a big, warm, soft, and growly blanket settling over you; one that's chewing on your throat lightly. +Rikoshi is more than just a little bit accepting of this - you can tell from his movement (or his near total lack thereof) that he's well and surrendered to you. +Ranna lets go of your throat after a bit and nuzzles up at your cheek, murmurring quietly, "I dunno about this, fox. I feel a little weird." +Rikoshi squeaks at you, looking into your eyes. "Hmm? What do you mean, foxy?" +Ranna pokes his nose in against yours and plants a little kiss while he's there. "I'm not sure. I think I'm just in an off mood tonight; feel kinda.. rusty, or just not really growly.." +Rikoshi kisses back, and then pets your ears. "You don't need to be growly, hon," he assures you in a calm little voice. "I just hope you're not feeling weird on account of me." +Ranna lays ears back and sorta rolls onto his side with you, "No, that's not it.. We just hadn't done anything like that in a while, so it though it might be fun." He shrugs a little, "Guess I wasn't in the mood for the whole dom/sub thing, which is okay." +Rikoshi rubs your belly gently, and licks at your lips. "Is it weird for you, if I get too submissive towards you?" he asks. +Ranna mouths at your tongue and giggles a little, leaning into the tummyrubs. He continues the roll onto his back, tugging you up onto his front. "Nah," he murmurs, adding, "Well, I mean, it might be right now, just 'cause I'm feeling weird. Maybe it is just that we haven't really done anything like that in a while." +Rikoshi smiles, and hugs you back. "You mean, like, been all sexual?" he says, giving you another lick on the face. "Are you maybe feeling a bit... I dunno, a bit too adoring to want to get forceful?" +Ranna tilts his face up into the lick and rrfs, smiling. "Well, I was going to use some big word like 'egalitarian,' but that fits a little better, yeah. Still all woozy and such from all that's gone on in the past week or so." +Somewhere on the muck, Vexus has connected. +Rikoshi pets your cheek. "It's okay," he says, smiling. "I think it's really sweet, actually, that you've been feeling that way. It makes me... well, it makes me feel pretty nice, myself." +Ranna tilts his cheek a little into the pets, his own paws brushing down over your sides. "Rrf.. I'm sure in time we'll get back into the routine of doing all sorts of foxish things to each other," he says, all pink in the ears, "But I'll still adore the heck out of ya." +Somewhere on the muck, MegaWolf has disconnected. +Rikoshi pecks at your lips. "I know you do," he says. "Heck, I'm surprised it took me this long to admit how deeply I'd fallen for you, foxy. Probably was just my hesitation and all, I suppose." +Somewhere on the muck, MegaWolf has connected. +Ranna prrfs at the peck and nods, laying ears back. "I was trying to be conservative, by not saying anything." He shrugs, "I thought I'd sworn off long distance things with Shanerak, but.. ouf.. how can I resist foxes?" +Rikoshi touches your ears. "I know what you mean," he says. "It's tough; I've done the long distance thing more than once, and it's tought. Still, we've both been taking it pretty slow, and it's obvious that we're still both... well, more than a bit sweet on each other, all the same." +Ranna perks his ears to foxfingers, nodding some. "It's worked out well, taking it slow." He adds, "As long as I can still sneak in a few hurried kisses in semi-public places.." +Rikoshi giggles happily, kissing you right there, for one. "Slow is nice," he says. "Not that I'm not glad that the last week or two's been really, erm... nice for both of us." +Ranna kisses back once or twice and hees, nodnodding. "Very nice." He gives you a brief squeeze, followed by a pat to the rump. +Rikoshi yips, tail batting downwards. "It's gonna be nice to see you again, hon," he says. "And I mean, not just because we get to be all alone and foxish, either. Rar!" +Ranna meeps at the tail and giggles; he'll be nice. "Mmf!" he mmfs, "Of course! I can hardly wait! I want to try and balance foxtime with meeting a whole bunch of people. Maybe tip the scales a little more towards foxtime, though. +Rikoshi chuckles, and embarrassedly admits, "It'll be easier for me to be more, er, 'open' and all when my ex-boyfriend isn't sitting in the other bed, yeah." +Ranna snickers, "True, true. And procyonids. Won't have to worry about secretive touches and keeping everything hidden under covers." +Rikoshi feels no shame about being close to foxy. Especially not since everyone in the Nurple has been considering you and him and item since before you and he were. :) +Ranna hees. 'Specially not after AC, what with the whole snogging during the room party and looking up to see two or three people watching. +Rikoshi says, "Wait, did that happen? Really?" +Ranna hrr? "Yeah, you were working on "Frankincense and Murr" in the armchair, and I was sitting on the arm. Afterwards, I looked up, and Andreal and Kurt were just sort of.. watching. I'm sure I turned quite red.." +Rikoshi giggles. "Oh, right, THAT party"! he says, blushing a bit himself. "Hey, I don't mind the fact that I like you, sugar." +Ranna laughs, "I hardly mind either, foxo." He hmms, and adds, "You'll have to forgive me if I'm not quite as open about it around some people as others. Like Shanerak, or any of his friends (whom I don't think we'll be running into)." +Rikoshi smiles, and licks your lips again. "Oh, more than forgiveable, sweetheart," he assures you. +Ranna licks back against your tongue, "I dunno that we'll be seeing him much, though, since I see him nearly every week, anyway. Urm.. and another of my exes might be coming, but he's got a really severe case of social anxiety, so I don't think we'll see much of him, either." +Rikoshi says, "Well, Randall's gonna be back, but I don't expect we'll need to worry much about him, because he's kinda anti-social, and I don't think I'd ever make special time for an ex-boyfriend when I could be spending time with... er... um... you." +Ranna blushes, "Well, I do plan on spending at least a little time with Maverick, but just 'cause I've known him so long. I'll still be following you around lots :o)" +"No worries, foxy hon. I don't keep you on a leash or nothing," Rikoshi says, "Besides, that's for you to keep on me." +Ranna rowrs and giggles, "Mmhm. Have to tug a fox around somehow, and waistbands don't work when you're not wearing anything." +Rikoshi yerfs, blushing even though he doesn't seem the least bit ashamed. "Oh, did I ever mention that I think you have a really cute butt, sweetie?" +Ranna meeps, his turn to blush, "Oh? Er.. yeah? You were looking?" He giggles a little, "Well, I suppose that's kinda to be expected.. +Rikoshi says, "Well, there was one night in particular, I forget when, when we were just kinda lying together alone, and I had my hand there, and I was thinking, 'Oooh, that's kinda nice.'" +Ranna supposes his butt is a little curvy. Oh well, he's still blushing. "I like having you touch me like that, by the way.." +Rikoshi says, "Yeah? I mean, you didn't seem to mind, and all, but..." +Ranna giggles, "Well, I mean, like the little touches, too. Like.. well, when we were just kinda snuggling, but it was sorta leading to something else, your fingers would get all sneaky and check if I was aroused, 'n such.." +Rikoshi blushes real, real deep! "Nrrf! Well... yeah. I mean, it sorta just seemed to make sense, and all, given the thing, and... er..." +Ranna laughs and gives you a quick little kiss, "Hey, hey, no worries, foxo. I think it was one of the cutest things anyone's ever done to me. Much more so than my rather blunt 'wandering paws'. You know, the whole avoidavoidavoid-grope! sort of thing." +Rikoshi's still blushing. "You know, hearing you say that is really making me a very happy sort of fox, cutey." +Ranna grins, "Good, foxes need to be happy. Truth be told, I was a little wary of mentioning it, on the chance that you might not do it anymore." +Rikoshi says, "That's... just sorta how I am, I guess. So, then, no worries?" +You yerf, "Psh, of course not! Like I said, I really enjoy those sorts of little touches." +Rikoshi kisses you on the foxnose. "Well, good," he says. "I like obliging to that." +Ranna wiggles foxnose and ruffles his paws down your sides. "Mmm, goodfox." He frowns a little, "It got late.." +Rikoshi rubs you back, still smiling. "Gonna go to bed, honey?" +Somewhere on the muck, Vexus has disconnected. +Ranna gets pokey with nose, "I think I might. In a few, maybe." +Rikoshi rubs his snout at yours. "You know what's really cute, if you don't mind my saying?" he asks. "The fact that you're always so reluctant to leave me at night." +Ranna earperks, then earflattens, to hide all the pink that wells up in them. "Um.. well, I just don't want to go! I think I'll stay up just a little bit longer.. I'm sick, so I won't have to sing tomorrow. 'Sides, all this talk of foxtouching sorta got me going c.c" +Rikoshi shushes you with a fingertip to your muzzle, and then just pushes into a very gentle, very affectionate little kiss with you. +Ranna goes quiet obediently and presses up into the little kiss, trying not to seem too eager about receiving it. +Rikoshi wouldn't mind if you were, truth be told. He's a fox who likes it when he's liked. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-658.md b/lj-dump/L-658.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b4e3562b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-658.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Fractal food! +%date 2005-10-18 22:24:48 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-659.md b/lj-dump/L-659.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c9deb1f2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-659.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-18 22:51:16 + +Concert time; wish me luck! Though, if you'd like to come, it's at the UCA (at Pitkin and Remington) at 7:30, $4 for students, $8 for non-students! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-66.md b/lj-dump/L-66.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7d51ae5f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-66.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Tonzura koite!! +%date 2004-02-26 22:25:16 + +Yay! One down, two to go! No sectionals, too! Life's looking up :oP +
Read more... + +
+Today was pretty good. Left public speaking a little early to go sing Insomniac over the announcements. I'll sing Li'l Red tomorrow. After that, the day was peachy. Went out with Shannon for lunches, then went home and nearly passed out after a shower, until my mom startled me awake, then I was nearly asleep again until Moondog startled me awake. She arrived early, but I wasn't complaining. We sorta laid around for a while, since she was operating on no sleep and I was operating on no energy. Then there was Pops, which was pretty uneventful as far as Pops goes. Too long as usual. Anna gave me flowers, which was really nice, and I gave them to Moondog, since I'd forget to water them. After, she had to depart to go home and sleep, but she kept stalling. She tastes like rootbeer and cloves. + +
You're gonna slip in the shower 'cause of a hand-made
soap +

Choose your dramatic death
brought to you by Quizilla \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-660.md b/lj-dump/L-660.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ed1649bc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-660.md @@ -0,0 +1,51 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-19 06:20:12 + +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi noses your cheek. "Foxy?" +You page-pose, "Ranna rrf, smooches on your nose, "Hi you :o)"" to Rikoshi +Somewhere on the muck, Rikoshi has connected. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi wiggles his nose. "Hiya," he says. "How's you?" +You page-pose, "Ranna wraps you up in arms and tails, "Good, foxy. How 'bout you?"" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi hugs back. "I'm good, fuzzer," he says, squeezing a tad. "Sorry about earlier..." +You page-pose, "Ranna mrrp, "C'mere, foxy?"" to Rikoshi +MEETME: Request sent. +Rikoshi has arrived. +Rikoshi's here. An' fuzzy. +Ranna tugs tugs you on up and sits you down by him, putting a smooch on whiskers, "You know, it's really okay, fox.. I was mostly just concerned about being cranky in feedback.." +Ranna eats a 'tugs', +Rikoshi leans against your side, looking kinda shy. "You didn't sound cranky," he says. "If it's not a story your comfortable reading, then it sorta naturally follows." +Ranna leans back a little and tucks his nose in fur, "Mrf.. I shouldn't read things that only make me comfortable, though..." +Rikoshi says, "One time, one of my fellow writers, who I'd gone back and forth with a few times, wanted critical feedback on a story. About partway through, though, it started to involve sex with like... non-two-legged animals, and I got kinda weirded out. So I was just, 'I really couldn't read the second half of the story too closely. Sorry.' And he understood." +Ranna nods, "I guess I sounded a little dire.. sorry I got you all worried, foxer.." +Rikoshi says, "Well, no, I'm glad that you said something, hon." +Ranna mmfs and nuzzles against your cheek, "Okay.." He strokes a finger down along your muzzle and adds, "You're a good fox, hon." +Rikoshi closes his eyes when you pet his muzzle like that, and then he licks your hand. "I try," he says. "But, um... maybe you don't want to read my 'Maerchentic' stuff?" +Ranna keeps his hand still for the lick, then brushes fingers back over whiskers. "I already have, foxo. I didn't mention it, though, 'cause it didn't really.. er.. tweak whatever emotion it was that Sanguine and Clockwork did quite as strongly.." +Rikoshi says, "I mean, 'Sanguine and Clockwork' IS a disturbing story, about obsession and lack of self-control, but I didn't mean for it to be... I dunno, downright unnerving. :/" +Rikoshi says, "I hope that doesn't reflect poorly on me." +Ranna flattens ears, "Don't say that, hon.. Even if it did, you've got more than a year of nothing but kindness and beauty to more than cancel that out." +Rikoshi squeaks, and folds his ears back, looking like he's all clammed up and unable to find any sort of words for that. So, instead, he just kind of puts his face down near your shoulder and hugs against you. +Ranna mmfs and squeezes you against him, whispering things like 'fox' and 'rrr'. +Rikoshi squeaks again, a little softer. "You're so nice," he says back, his tail flitting just once before going still. +Ranna lays himself back with you to just relax and keep you close easier. Strange day for foxes. +Rikoshi nuzzles near the crook of your neck. "What's up, foxy?" +Ranna rubs his paws along your sides, "I just mean, for both of us, it feels like a strange sort of day." +Rikoshi says, "I just want to make sure that you're... y'know, okay with me." +Ranna giggles a little and responds mostly by nudging your muzzle up for a proper sort of kiss. Which means mainly 'yes.' +Somewhere on the muck, Vexus has connected. +Rikoshi meows at the kiss, and kisses back. "I hope you weren't worried for me too much, fuzzo," he says. "I mean, I know I probably reacted strongly, but only because I was concerned about you, is all." +Logging stopped +Logging to file C:\Program Files\BeipMU\logs\Furry\Ranna - 2005-10-19.txt started +Ranna titters. Foxgoesmeow. "Well.. you know I'm alright, fox? We understand each other, I think?" +Rikoshi says, "I think so. I don't think you and I have a lot of problem understanding one another, really. Even if I am kinda... shy." +You yerf, "We're both shy, I think. Or maybe shy isn't right, but careful about where and when we say and do things."" +Rikoshi says, "Because we're so crazy about each other that we're afraid we might say something silly? ^^" +Ranna laughs, "I think that might be about it, hon..." +Rikoshi smiles. "Okay," he says, ears all pinkened. "Now I feel lots better, sweetie." +Ranna hees and tugs you up onto his front, rolling onto his back, "Good. I think we both do." +Rikoshi wrrrms and squiggles, smiling as he settles atop you. "Gonna kiss you," he says, before smooching you on the lips. Then he giggles again. "There!" +Ranna ruffles paws down at hips, then up around your back. He submits readily to the smooching and laughs, "Foxykisses are love." +Rikoshi grins proudly, and says, "I want to eat a WHOLE bunch of Krispy Kreme donuts. Then my kisses will taste like sugar." +Ranna laughs! "So.. about that saying silly things.." +Rikoshi nods his head in fervent agreement! +Ranna raar! So cute! Mauls you with smoochings. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-661.md b/lj-dump/L-661.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..af966a38 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-661.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-19 14:31:27 + +Sickness came back with vengence! + + +Arg x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-662.md b/lj-dump/L-662.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d0349477 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-662.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-19 19:48:37 + +I just had a huuuuuuuuge dream about FC. I can only remember parts of it, but I get the feeling it spanned several hours - pretty much from when my alarm woke me up until.. like.. now. It featured a lot of a certain fox, and also , , Kevv, Tsuki, and Dr. Kim (!). There wasn't any real plot, but for some reason it was held in Denver on a hill, and the hang-out was something that wasn't quite the 16th St. Mall. There were two rows of benches facing eachother in this area even though it was on a decently steep hill. I, of course, kept falling off the benches, being my clumsy self. Also included was a bunch of thinly veiled sexual innuendo, and me trying to climb out of my hotel bathroom via a window, which somehow led me back to a sort of common area for the room. I guess this means I can't wait x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-663.md b/lj-dump/L-663.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d4456337 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-663.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-20 00:44:17 + +The fever dreams continue and do nothing to make me feel better. This last one was a depressing apocalyptic movie involving something crashing into the moon. That part was fantastic to watch, but, like.. I dunno. It kept skipping around. I wanted to get to my mom's house so that I could be safer than in the cities, and I kept thinking about how I had made the wrong kind of life for myself in a world that would lack such simple transcontinental communication. Sure, that may be true. If a giant moonsized asteroid crashes into the moon and somehow doesn't kill us all on the spot. Anyway, it was kinda depressing and I don't want to sleep anymore -.- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-664.md b/lj-dump/L-664.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cf87616b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-664.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-20 16:38:39 + +Sleeeeeeeeepy -.- Even after 15-16 hours yesterday. As a result, I'm pretty much continuously comfy. I'm rather enjoying it, despite nearly falling asleep while playing the oboe. + +Also, Fort Collins has the highest rape reports in the state. Higher, even, than Detroit, Atlanta, and New York. Kristin's words of wisdom are: "Boy, we should really worry about same-sex couples." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-665.md b/lj-dump/L-665.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..31917041 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-665.md @@ -0,0 +1,28 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-21 07:56:41 + +You page-pose, "Ranna sorta nestles against. Also helps that he's sorta clingy." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi's clingy, too, if the situation (or fox) warrants. +You page-pose, "Ranna kinda feels like he might be a little too much. What says otherfox?" to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Be a little too much what?" to you. +You page, "Clingy :o)" to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Nawwww, foxy. Please, you've never yelled at me for not being online 24/7 like my LAST boyfriend." to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna giggles a little, "I don't really plan on it.. I'm just.. a little paranoid right now, I guess. Feel silly for + asking that c.c"" to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Don't feel silly. It's a good sign that you asked. Means that you're, y'know... caring about what I think about + you." to you. +You page, "Rrf.. okie. You don't mind if I ask every now and then? I mean, you show it well, but it sorta makes me feel better, if maybe + alittle selfish.." to Rikoshi. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi kisses you. "Communication is important," he says. "I feel weird if people don't talk enough." +You page-pose, "Ranna kisses back and nods a little, "Okie.. I don't think I've ever really had it, so it kinda makes me feel odd." + Nosebumps, adds, "Good, though."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi giggles. "Never really had what, foxy?" he asks. +You page, "Communication in a relationship, I mean. Shan and I talked, but it was all pretty empty :oP" to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Is our talk okay?" to you. +You page, "I like it.. I was afraid at first that it'd change things, or, like, invalidate what had come before, but that's just + paranoia." to Rikoshi. +(p) Rikoshi pages, "Well, you like me, and I like you. That seems to not be changing. :)" to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna grins and nods, "Which is A-doubleplus good."" to Rikoshi +You page-pose, "Ranna babbling. Should sleep." to Rikoshi +(p) Rikoshi pages, "You're not babbling, cutie." to you. +You page-pose, "Ranna feels like he is, a little. Buries his face in your fur to fix that." to Rikoshi \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-666.md b/lj-dump/L-666.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9108e552 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-666.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-21 07:57:47 + +Guh.. you know you're a geek when you start comparing situations in real life to those in an anime. + +You know you're a terrible, terrible person when that anime is FLCL :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-667.md b/lj-dump/L-667.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4f97c711 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-667.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-22 21:52:38 + +Today's broken. I should just go back to bed and wait for tomorrow. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-668.md b/lj-dump/L-668.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..baa37465 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-668.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-23 01:41:10 + +Ice cream sends soothing waves of chocolate and coffee to the depths of my soul @.@ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-669.md b/lj-dump/L-669.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10a28910 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-669.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Never experienced this before x.x +%date 2005-10-24 04:54:14 + +The kitty's in heat. Suddenly, I'm her bestest friend EVAR!!! + +It's cute, in a kinda 'Sera, get out from under my feet!' sort of way. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-67.md b/lj-dump/L-67.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e913db9c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-67.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Muh. +%date 2004-02-27 17:28:59 + +School really wasn't all that great, now that I think back on it. I'm amazed I can feel like I'm having a lot of fun while I'm there, then get home and realize how much I really don't like that place. Revier was in a good mood, at least. He tried to run Steph P. over with a baby grand piano with an expression that was somehow both vacuous and angry. Had a slight pack with Andrew and Ryan at anime while watching something goofy. After, I walked around the house naked and ate pizza (it's amazing what you feel like doing when you know you have the house to yourself). I took a drive to get some air, too, but it smelled like stale cigarette smoke. Pops tonight, Pops and strike tomorrow night, then I'll have a Moondog. + +I'm so tired. It must be time for tea. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-670.md b/lj-dump/L-670.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7e382a13 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-670.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-24 06:12:04 + +http://www.compfused.com/directlink/963/ + +I'm now enlightened. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-671.md b/lj-dump/L-671.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..317c3595 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-671.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Rrf. +%date 2005-10-25 03:27:21 + +
Some posters, I guess + + + + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-672.md b/lj-dump/L-672.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..94b4886c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-672.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Lyrics! +%date 2005-10-25 05:44:20 + +Keats and Cummings! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-673.md b/lj-dump/L-673.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..709b013d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-673.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-25 07:00:01 + +You whisper, "Since the bathroom's occupied, I also feel like I should appologize. Haven't really been myself these past few days. I know it's not really something that can be helped, but.. like.. I dunno. Still feel sorry." to Rikoshi. +Rikoshi whispers, "Oh, foxy, you don't need to feel sorry! You haven't made me feel weird or bad or anything." to you. +You whisper, "Ranna nods a little and says, "Okie.." Crazy need to explain takes over, "I think it's just some brief disenchantment with the internet, 'cause I really liked getting to talk to you on the phone the other day. I'm sure it'll pass into normalcy soon enough."" to Rikoshi. +Rikoshi whispers, "I was gonna call you on the phone tonight, actually, but my parents' anniversary is today, so I called them instead." to you. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-674.md b/lj-dump/L-674.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1d7db8ca --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-674.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title *babble* +%date 2005-10-25 13:20:25 + +So I'm not quite sure what happened last night, but I'm reasonably sure it wasn't sleep. I took a shower at about 1 because I was feeling wired and hoped that it'd calm me down. It felt a little like it did, but after just laying there for three hours worrying and thinking my usual stupid thoughts (I get on these 'what if' trains that don't seem very bad at the time, but then I think back on them and I sound like I'm terribly depressed, plus some delusions of grandeur), I got back up. I was feeling pretty off kilter for the next few hours, though just because the whole tired-but-wired thing was getting to me - I got some work done on a song, but realized I forgot to do my ear-training. When I finally started feeling tired at around 5, I figured I'd lie down for a nap. That's when things got weird. It started with this weird clicking noise I thought was coming from my speakers, but I got up to find that I'd turned them off. This happened twice, so I just drank some water and laid down. From then until 6:45, I don't know what happened. I feel like I didn't close my eyes, and I 'woke up' terrified, fearing that I was going insane. A shower calmed me down, and I guess I'm okay now, but.. I dunno, this was weird. I've been feeling strange the past few days, and I'm dreading finishing out the week like this - I'm thinking it's just stress (mostly stressing myself out - school's not too bad) and hoping it's not the start of some big downswing. Oh well :o/ I've been drinking less caffeinated stuff, but maybe I'll try cutting it completely. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-675.md b/lj-dump/L-675.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10786fd0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-675.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-26 13:47:03 + +Huzzah for and his art, which is decidedly cute. + +Edit: I think both (the ghost) and (the n1nj4) are particularly well done :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-676.md b/lj-dump/L-676.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e6164694 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-676.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-26 16:24:29 + +I just remembered I had a dream last night about one of the people I mentioned a while ago – one of the people I placed so highly for being more distinctly human – telling me that they loved me. I remember being dumbfounded and speechless, then waking up. It was a dream about choir. Crazy o.o \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-677.md b/lj-dump/L-677.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b6be5172 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-677.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-26 16:56:31 + +
"We call this a virtual dance experience although some people have mentioned it's more like a virtual drug experience," said Taro Maeda, senior research scientist at NTT. "I'm really hopeful Apple Computer will be interested in this technology to offer it in their iPod."
+- From here, via \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-678.md b/lj-dump/L-678.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..01741764 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-678.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Just 'cause... +%date 2005-10-29 03:35:37 + +
This Is My Life, Rated
Life: + 7.1
Mind: + 7.3
Body: + 8
Spirit: + 7.3
Friends/Family: + 4.7
Love: + 6.9
Finance: + 5.2
Take the Rate My Life Quiz
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-679.md b/lj-dump/L-679.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..16612181 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-679.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Hahaha. +%date 2005-10-30 20:31:23 + +Hobo: Hey, does anyone have some spare chicken? +Girl: Ha, ha, "chicken"? Sorry, I only had room for one rotisserie in my bag...and this one's for me. + +-- Over heard in New York \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-68.md b/lj-dump/L-68.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..31ddb0c4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-68.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-02-28 10:23:21 + +Got sick last night. The last time I threw up was when I tried smoking. It's strange.. I don't mean to make it sound like a pleasurable experience, but since the last time I'd demonized vomiting, and it wasn't nearly as painful as I thought it would be. I guess I mention this by way of asking, I wonder if I've done this in any other aspects in life? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-680.md b/lj-dump/L-680.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..55cbc0ee --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-680.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-10-31 20:43:11 + +Hey! All you folks in Colorado should vote! I'm not going to try to convince you which way to vote on C&D or whatever, 'cause I know that's a touchy subject, but still, getting out and voting counts: this local stuff will affect you. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-681.md b/lj-dump/L-681.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b2394df0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-681.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title On Makyo +%date 2005-11-01 03:50:22 + +So I was looking for the characters for one of my names (this according to Pharmako/dynamis, this according to WWWJDIC), and ran across this. According to Pharmako/dynamis, makyo are "visions that appear at certain stages of the meditation path" and that "these visions are harmless, even excdellent, progressive stages, unless the practitioner believes that they signify complete attainment". + +Heh. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-682.md b/lj-dump/L-682.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3c16afef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-682.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-03 05:00:42 + +I was at Waiting for Godot and some woman behind me had a seizure halfway through the first act; I left at intermission, and now I feel non-existant. + +Maybe I'll go see the whole thing another night. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-683.md b/lj-dump/L-683.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f6e43a4d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-683.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title What the hell was I thinking? +%date 2005-11-04 00:42:33 + +Umlauts make me cry / diacritics make me die / es-tsets I can deal with / along with thorn and edh / but, lord only knows / umlauts make me cry + +"Scrape forth such slogans from the vehicle of your soul, dear Excel - lest you belch fumes of pretense beneath a chromed and vulgar piety." +--Il Palazzo \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-684.md b/lj-dump/L-684.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..62e07aa5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-684.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Stolen from Belanth. +%date 2005-11-04 03:42:57 + +If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if +we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and +me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to +come after you with a HillShire Farms Beef Sausage, either way. + +When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be +surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you. +(comments will be screened) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-685.md b/lj-dump/L-685.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f8e7985e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-685.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-04 21:11:47 + +See? Look what procrastination gets you. + +I'm not sure all of that's correct x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-686.md b/lj-dump/L-686.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8705ff10 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-686.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-06 03:35:28 + +Just slept through a required concert. Instead of feeling angry at myself, I just feel really, really sad. Hrrf. Oh well.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-687.md b/lj-dump/L-687.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ef2d4a25 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-687.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title Haha. +%date 2005-11-06 23:21:28 + +I was looking around through the Pharmako* books and found that I'd missed several more pages of content in the reference section, where Pendell does more than just list the references he used: + +On the science front, researches at Cambridge University found that they were able to kill 238 mice with a combination of methamphetamine and loud music. + +
Say...what?
+--Dale Pendell - Pharmako/Dynamis \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-688.md b/lj-dump/L-688.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c4fc27aa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-688.md @@ -0,0 +1,73 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-07 02:16:09 + +
Read more... +(12:49:15) Moondog dragon: I almost hooked up with this one guy last week, but shyness got in the way +(12:49:32) Ranna: Oh? +(12:49:51) Moondog dragon: yeah, met him online, he's a cool guy +(12:50:37) Ranna: How do you mean hooked up, if I may ask? +(12:51:05) Moondog dragon: sex +(12:51:11) Ranna: Ah. +(12:51:21) Ranna: Change of heart from after me? :o) +(12:51:29) Moondog dragon: hehe, no not really +(12:51:38) Moondog dragon: just... yiffy I guess +(12:52:04) Moondog dragon: it's easier to find a guy who just wants sex no strings attached than to find a girl who wants that +(12:52:08) Ranna: Urf, yeah, I can understand that x.x +(12:52:19) Ranna: Both parts of that :oP +(12:52:37) Moondog dragon: hehe +(12:53:28) Ranna: I'm terrible with girls, so no matter how much I think about it, I don't think I'll ever get a chance at that sort of thing with anyone :o/ +(12:53:43) Moondog dragon: sex or relationship? +(12:54:10) Ranna: Sex. Haven't met too many girls I'd be willing to have a relationship with. +(12:54:28) Moondog dragon: I'm always there if ya wanna try the whole sex with a girl thing +(12:55:05) Ranna: Really? That wouldn't be weird for you? +(12:55:11) Ranna: Or Brandon? +(12:55:17) Moondog dragon: not for me... +(12:55:23) Moondog dragon: I can't say with Brandon +(12:55:56) Ranna: Yeah.. +(12:55:57) Ranna: Hmm. +(12:56:07) Moondog dragon: got ya thinking did I? +(12:56:17) Ranna: Yeah c.c +(12:56:23) Moondog dragon: yay +(12:56:50) Ranna: Hehe. +(12:57:21) Ranna: You're pretty much the only one I'd trust about that, and I thought I'd ruined things last time c.c +(12:57:35) Moondog dragon: no you didn't +(12:57:43) Moondog dragon: if anyone did, it was me +(12:57:53) Moondog dragon: but see? we're talking now right? +(12:57:54) Moondog dragon: ^_^ +(12:57:59) Ranna: Hee, true :o) +(12:59:55) Moondog dragon: like I said, I'm here if ya wanna try again +(13:00:15) Ranna: Hehe, alright. +(13:02:09) Moondog dragon: *poke* +(13:02:29) Ranna: Yip? +(13:02:37) Moondog dragon: nothin +(13:02:48) Ranna: Sorry, thinking. +(13:02:58) Moondog dragon: it's all good +(13:03:02) Moondog dragon: what ya thinking about? +(13:04:34) Ranna: I dunno, just possibilities and such. +(13:04:43) Moondog dragon: ah, okie +(13:09:10) Ranna: Hmm. Anyway, something to think about. +You're moving back with your mom, then? +(13:09:23) Moondog dragon: yeah, pretty much moved in actually +(13:09:39) Ranna: Little cheaper that way? +(13:10:05) Moondog dragon: yeah, hopefully +(13:12:27) Ranna: That's good. I should find a cheaper place :o/ +(13:12:49) Moondog dragon: hehe +(13:13:39) Ranna: So what about in the realm of furry? You still into that? +(13:14:23) Moondog dragon: yeah, havent' had the chance to hang with any furs lately though +(13:14:32) Ranna: Awr.. No piles? :o) +(13:14:45) Moondog dragon: no +(13:14:49) Moondog dragon: I so miss the piles too +(13:15:09) Ranna: Maybe one time when Andrew visits, you can come up and we can do that again. +(13:15:50) Moondog dragon: yeah +(13:16:23) Moondog dragon: I should go... need to clean so I can hopefully get my deposit back +(13:16:45) Ranna: Awr, okie. +(13:16:53) Ranna: Talk to you soon? +(13:17:22) Moondog dragon: yeah, may be without internet for a bit, but txt me or something +(13:17:42) Ranna: Okie. I've got a bunch of messages, so you can text me, too. +(13:17:55) Moondog dragon: cool +(13:18:09) Moondog dragon: and let me know how the thinking f sex goes +(13:18:12) Moondog dragon: ^_~ +(13:18:55) Moondog dragon: talk to ya later foxie +(13:19:10) Ranna: HEhe, okie ^^ Ciao. + +
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I still have to go, mind you. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-690.md b/lj-dump/L-690.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e45c53dc --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-690.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Oh, by the way.. +%date 2005-11-07 04:01:08 + +Doing NaNoWriMo. My problem seems to be that I didn't think through the details well enough. I've got a plot all outlined, and no content. + +Oh well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-691.md b/lj-dump/L-691.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b58f9813 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-691.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-07 15:02:02 + +I don't think I got much sleep last night - every time I'd look up at the clock, a half hour or so had gone by, even though I felt fairly rested. Eventually, it was about 4:30. I got up about an hour and a half late (a shame, I would've liked to have gone to history), angry as all heck. I dunno what's going on.. maybe it's some sort of general downswing judging by my mood the past few days. Er.. weeks. Oh well. If so, that means it'll just go back up later :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-692.md b/lj-dump/L-692.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..82e44650 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-692.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-07 20:59:54 + +Watching Firefly! + +Still trying to wrap my mind around Waiting for Godot, sorta. Kinda came out a lot different than I thought. Oh well. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-693.md b/lj-dump/L-693.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e3ecdcef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-693.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-08 04:48:38 + +So, uh, I just saw a piece for five marimbas, two vibraphones, and bells, and I think I'm in love. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-694.md b/lj-dump/L-694.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b2142680 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-694.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-08 14:14:01 + +Another angry morning. Grrf. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-695.md b/lj-dump/L-695.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..90e31955 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-695.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-08 20:54:51 + +Fine at school, angry at home. + +But I've got orange cream sherbert, so it's okay. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-696.md b/lj-dump/L-696.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8af13699 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-696.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-09 15:23:05 + +Music history was cancelled. And on the one day I didn't get quite enough sleep x.x Oh well. + +Music wise, things have been going alright. Since I've started NaNoWriMo, it's turned into a quality way to spend my time procrastinating on that (still having content issues). It's not so much that I've been writing new stuff, but rather that I've just been learning more about what I do and what I want to do. Right now, CSU is hosting David Maslanka, a fairly famous composer, for the Rocky Mountain Contemporary Music festival; I went to hear him speak to the composition seminar (which I'm not part of, and wasn't.. really all that welcome at), and it turns out that he and I share a lot of the same ideas on the source of music for the composer. Granted, we differ on a lot, also, such as the fact that he refuses to touch computers, or to plan out his songs in advance, whereas I use the computer for 75% of my composition, and, being a choral writer, can't help but plan out my works. Anyway, I printed out a few of my pieces, and I'm going to try to schedule a little meeting time with him today before he leaves so that I can have a talk with him and maybe have him look at some of what I've written. I really hope that goes through - I'd be nice to have some input from someone who has been doing what I want to do for the past.. oh.. 50 years. + +In other news, coffee. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-697.md b/lj-dump/L-697.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b353831e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-697.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Maslanka. +%date 2005-11-09 23:07:16 + +So, I had my meeting with Dr. Maslanka about my composition. Hrr. When I first met him on Monday, I got the impression that he didn't really like me - I mean, he's a nice enough guy, but he just didn't quite warm up to me like he did to Elliott. Anyway, today I got to spend about 40 minutes with him talking about both myself and my music, and.. well, it was rather discouraging. We both have strict ideas on harmony, it seems, and while his is more minimalist, I tend to enjoy both stark chords, as well as those juicy enough to bite into. So we disagreed a little on that section. It's mostly my fault, however, for bringing in two of my choral pieces in which I specifically wanted a rather rich harmonic sound. The real problem he seemed to have was with my use of scansion, though. I have a particular fondness for abusing the scansion of a poem as a color: putting accented syllables on beats that are normally unaccented. For example, in 'To Sleep,' I have a 9/8 bar "misscanned" purposefully to sound like a 4/4 bar with an extra eigth note at the beginning, sort of like an anacrusis. This followed by another 9/8 bar scanned with an extra eight note at the end. He mentioned readability, but, to me, I don't think having a bar of 1/8 (or 1/4, if I want to stretch it), followed by two bars of 4/4, followed by a bar of 1/8 is any clearer. I suppose, if I wanted, I could do something like 8+1/8 or augment the rhythms to fit some larger meter. It still doesn't change the fact that I like it misscanned >:E + +Anyway, I was a little disappointed in him - he did have some very good suggestions for engraving, as well as some different textures I'd like to try out, but really, I don't think I'll take too much away from this personal lesson. I gained a lot, however, from his lectures on the source of music, for which I'm grateful. Good luck to him wherever he goes. :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-698.md b/lj-dump/L-698.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7a547b48 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-698.md @@ -0,0 +1,222 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-10 03:51:59 + +
Read more... +(17:10:45) Ranna: Anything else new? +(17:11:35) Moondog dragon: ... no +(17:11:41) Moondog dragon: thinking more than usual +(17:11:44) Moondog dragon: but that's it +(17:11:50) Ranna: What about? +(17:12:06) Moondog dragon: sex mostly +(17:12:08) Moondog dragon: ^_^ +(17:12:25) Ranna: Man, today's just been a really hormonal day for a lot of people I know, including myself ^^ +(17:12:39) Moondog dragon: yiffy going all around? +(17:12:57) Ranna: Mmhm. Kept getting.. distracted by thoughts in class. +(17:13:07) Moondog dragon: hehe +(17:13:20) Moondog dragon: I need the yiff... ~whimper~ +(17:13:30) Ranna: Yeah x.x +(17:13:51) Moondog dragon: hehe +(17:14:00) Moondog dragon: I told you, just let me know if you wanna +(17:14:47) Ranna: Seems I always want :oP +(17:15:07) Moondog dragon: with me that is +(17:15:38) Ranna: Mrf, yeah.. you sure it's okay? +(17:16:26) Moondog dragon: I still haven't talked it over with Brandon, but it's ok with me +(17:16:37) Ranna: Okie. +(17:17:03) Moondog dragon: why? do you want to? +(17:17:46) Ranna: Rrf, you mean now? +(17:18:14) Moondog dragon: ~shrugs~ +(17:19:16) Ranna: Not now, I think. Getting down there's a problem, and all :oP +(17:19:39) Moondog dragon: yeah, I know +(17:20:41) Ranna: Stupid gas :oP +(17:22:42) Moondog dragon: yeah i know +(17:22:57) Moondog dragon: I still don't have a job so its even more of an issue +(17:23:11) Ranna: Yeah :o/ +(17:28:23) Ranna: Grrf, now you got me thinking again. Tsk :o) +(17:28:35) Moondog dragon: hehe +(17:28:41) Moondog dragon: nothing wrong with that +(17:28:50) Ranna: Nope :o) +(17:29:21) Ranna: I wasn't.. er.. too heavy for you last time, was I? Felt like I was gonna crush you or something :oP +(17:30:22) Moondog dragon: no no, you were fine +(17:30:29) Moondog dragon: how much do you weigh? +(17:30:40) Ranna: I think about 200. +(17:30:59) Moondog dragon: about 20 less than brandon, so it's all good +(17:31:45) Ranna: Okie. +(17:31:51) Moondog dragon: ^_^ +(17:32:11) Ranna: Just got me thinking about different positions where that wouldn't be a problem :oP +(17:32:44) Moondog dragon: hehe, I did get you thinking didn't I +(17:33:09) Ranna: Yeah c.c +(17:33:16) Moondog dragon: hehe +(17:34:14) Ranna: Can't help it. I'm a fox. +(17:34:48) Moondog dragon: it's not just foxes, wolves are like that too +(17:34:55) Ranna: Really? +(17:35:29) Moondog dragon: oh yeah +(17:35:35) Moondog dragon: either that or it's a guy thing +(17:35:42) Ranna: Hee. +(17:36:05) Ranna: So.. random question. Have you been with anyone else since me, besides Brandon? +(17:36:29) Moondog dragon: nope +(17:36:36) Moondog dragon: I told you that last time we talked +(17:36:52) Ranna: Ah, heh. Sorry ^^ +(17:36:59) Moondog dragon: it's all good +(17:37:04) Ranna: You mentioned almost hooking up with someone, so I was curious. +(17:37:28) Moondog dragon: almost hooked up with them, but never did +(17:37:52) Ranna: Ah.. +(17:38:18) Moondog dragon: what about you? been with anyone since me? +(17:39:22) Ranna: Not really. I mean, there've been some times when, like, there was heavy petting through clothes, but only once or twice at that. +(17:39:48) Moondog dragon: nothing under the clothes? +(17:40:17) Ranna: Nope c.c +(17:43:03) Moondog dragon: I need to reboot, be back in a few +(17:43:10) Ranna: Okie. +(17:43:10) Unable to send message: Not logged in +(17:58:22) Moondog dragon logged in. +(17:58:31) Moondog dragon logged out. +(17:58:40) Ranna: Yip? +(17:58:45) Moondog dragon: back +(17:58:48) Ranna: Woo! +(17:59:09) Moondog dragon: still thinking about the yiff? +(17:59:18) Ranna: Always :oP +(17:59:24) Moondog dragon: me too +(17:59:46) Ranna: Hee. +(17:59:55) Ranna: Thinking about anything in particular? +(18:00:21) Moondog dragon: sex +(18:00:29) Ranna: :oP +(18:00:38) Ranna: That's as specific as it gets? :o) +(18:01:07) Moondog dragon: lots of sex +(18:01:16) Ranna: Hee. +(18:01:41) Moondog dragon: what you thinking about? +(18:04:39) Ranna: I dunno, I got distracted by tea. Um.. making sure my condoms aren't expired o.@ +(18:05:00) Moondog dragon: hehe +(18:05:23) Moondog dragon: I don't usually have to worry about that +(18:05:25) Moondog dragon: ^_^ +(18:05:32) Ranna: True, true ^^ +(18:05:48) Ranna: But it wouldn't do if either of us got sick, or, you know, something caught c.c +(18:06:55) Moondog dragon: yeah, don't want either of that... really not the second one +(18:07:07) Ranna: Yeah x.x +(18:07:34) Ranna: I mean, it might be nice to see what it felt like, but it's not worth the risk. I doubt it's that much different without a condom, anyway. +(18:08:01) Moondog dragon: I would doubt it +(18:08:10) Moondog dragon: it's so not worth the risk +(18:08:22) Ranna: Yep :op +(18:09:46) Moondog dragon: so I see you're thinking much more about it now... +(18:10:13) Ranna: Well, looking at porn ain't gonna get rid of it :oP +(18:10:23) Moondog dragon: is that what you're doing? +(18:10:45) Ranna: Yeah. +(18:14:26) Moondog dragon: me too now +(18:14:34) Ranna: Hee ^^ +(18:14:37) Moondog dragon: damn the porn and the more yiffiness +(18:15:00) Ranna: Hehe, 'bout time to take care of that? At least for a little bit? +(18:15:28) Moondog dragon: for me or for you to take care of it? +(18:15:51) Ranna: You c.c +(18:15:59) Ranna: Still don't think I can make it down there. +(18:16:03) Moondog dragon: i would but can't +(18:16:11) Ranna: No? +(18:16:21) Moondog dragon: we wouldn't have time even if you could make it down here +(18:16:26) Moondog dragon: and we don't really have a place +(18:16:30) Ranna: Yeah :o/ +(18:16:44) Ranna: So if we were to do anything, would it be up here? +(18:17:19) Moondog dragon: not quite sure where... +(18:17:51) Ranna: There's always the car :oP +(18:18:03) Moondog dragon: mmm.... car yiff... +(18:18:09) Ranna: Hee. +(18:18:58) Moondog dragon: I like that idea +(18:19:09) Ranna: Yeah? +(18:19:14) Moondog dragon: but where oh where do park the car? +(18:19:44) Ranna: Heh.. hmm. Good question. +(18:19:59) Moondog dragon: hehe +(18:20:58) Ranna: Out back of some place, maybe? +(18:21:23) Moondog dragon: maybe... have to find a place to not get caught +(18:21:37) Ranna: Hehe, yeah :oP +(18:22:39) Ranna: There much of a chance of you being able to stay up here for a night or something like that? +(18:22:56) Moondog dragon: no chance +(18:23:10) Ranna: Okie. +(18:23:50) Moondog dragon: that would make it easier, but there's no chance of that happening +(18:24:39) Ranna: With Brandon and all? +(18:24:55) Moondog dragon: yeah +(18:25:25) Ranna: Ah.. +(18:25:44) Ranna: Involving him out of the question, too? +(18:25:44) Moondog dragon: I almost think it'd be easier if Brandon didn't know +(18:25:49) Ranna: Ah, yeah c.c +(18:26:01) Moondog dragon: ... probably out of the question +(18:26:08) Ranna: Okie. +(18:26:24) Moondog dragon: would you want to involve him? +(18:26:39) Ranna: I dunno, just trying to make things easier. +(18:26:56) Moondog dragon: I don't think that'd make it easier +(18:27:08) Moondog dragon: I think the easiest thing to do is to not tell him +(18:27:33) Ranna: Hmm.. +(18:28:34) Ranna: Think that'd work out well enough? +(18:29:30) Moondog dragon: probably the best way to work it out +(18:29:36) Ranna: Yeah. +(18:29:46) Moondog dragon: as long as neither of us post about it on lj or talk to him about it +(18:29:52) Ranna: Yeah. +(18:30:01) Ranna: Just.. like.. when he's at work or something? +(18:31:19) Moondog dragon: yeah, but that's only during the day... and you have school and then it'd be more easially caught outside in the car... +(18:31:20) Moondog dragon: hmm +(18:31:32) Ranna: Well, I only have school until 1. +(18:31:40) Ranna: And there's thanksgiving. +(18:31:55) Moondog dragon: hmmm +(18:32:08) Moondog dragon: but i am really fond of the car idea +(18:32:12) Ranna: Hee ^^ +(18:32:25) Moondog dragon: but that'd be uncomfortable +(18:32:44) Ranna: Well, the pathfinder's got room.. +(18:32:56) Ranna: Maybe not much, but enough for me to lay down in the backseat with my legs bent. +(18:33:04) Moondog dragon: hmm +(18:33:23) Moondog dragon: hmm... +(18:33:29) Ranna: Or there are sitting positions.. I dunno c.c +(18:33:48) Ranna: Or kneeling, or doggy style.. +(18:33:56) Ranna: Clearly, I've thought a lot about this :oP +(18:34:10) Moondog dragon: ... doggy style.... ^_^ +(18:34:15) Ranna: Rrwr ^^ +(18:34:19) Ranna: Foxystyle? +(18:34:44) Moondog dragon: hehe +(18:34:58) Moondog dragon: you didn't mention standing +(18:35:22) Ranna: True, though that's hard to do in a car ^^ +(18:35:49) Moondog dragon: against the car though... ^_~ +(18:36:08) Ranna: Hehe, yup ^^ +(18:36:49) Ranna: Hmm.. +(18:37:38) Moondog dragon: lots of thinkin going into this +(18:37:49) Ranna: Yeah, badfox :o) +(18:39:53) Moondog dragon: i almost wanna cyber yiff now.... but i can't paw off right now... +(18:40:04) Ranna: People around? +(18:40:25) Moondog dragon: at a friend's house +(18:40:35) Ranna: Oh, hehe. +(18:41:34) Ranna: Probably not a good idea, then. +(18:42:10) Moondog dragon: the pawing off or the cyber? +(18:42:17) Ranna: Pawing off. +(18:42:37) Ranna: If you've been talking about sex for the past hour, cybering's probably not much different. +(18:43:01) Moondog dragon: not much different,no +(18:45:19) Moondog dragon: I want sex... +(18:45:25) Ranna: Awr, hehe. +(18:46:34) Moondog dragon: what time do you get out of school? +(18:47:10) Ranna: 1. +(18:48:02) Moondog dragon: hmm +(18:48:22) Moondog dragon: what about on the weekends? any class then? +(18:48:35) Ranna: Nope. +(18:48:40) Ranna: Occasionally a concert. +(18:49:08) Moondog dragon: ah +(18:49:35) Moondog dragon: there would be more time on the weekend... but where? +(18:53:53) Ranna: The car? Hehehe. +(18:54:19) Ranna: I dunno, still not sure of where to go. +(18:54:22) Moondog dragon: yes, but the daylight makes it easier to get caught +(18:54:38) Moondog dragon: your place is out of the question I assume? +(18:56:34) Ranna: Hmm? No, it's fine here :o) +(18:56:53) Moondog dragon: nobody there during the day or what? +(18:58:55) Ranna: Well, Ryan usually goes home, and Shannon just listens to loud music in her bed. Like, all the time. Besides, we have a closed door policy. +(18:59:07) Ranna: I've fooled around before with both of them there, neither noticed. +(18:59:12) Moondog dragon: hmm... +(18:59:17) Moondog dragon: it's a possibility +(18:59:19) Moondog dragon: brb +(18:59:27) Ranna: Okie. +(19:01:57) Moondog dragon: back +(19:02:04) Moondog dragon: I wanna paw off soo bad right now.... +(19:02:10) Moondog dragon: ~whimper whimper~ +(19:02:39) Ranna: Awr *helps* ^^ +(19:02:44) Moondog dragon: mmm +(19:05:03) Ranna: Hee, sorry, shouldn't tease ^^ +(19:05:20) Moondog dragon: not now at least... +(19:05:25) Moondog dragon: oh well +(19:06:46) Moondog dragon: i gotta go now +(19:06:53) Moondog dragon: talk more about this later +(19:07:04) Ranna: Alright, definitely. +(19:07:10) Moondog dragon: bai bai +(19:07:53) Ranna: Byee ^^ +(19:07:53) Unable to send message: Not logged in + +
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Basically, just convert the LaTeX file into xml, and distribute with the package an xslt2html.xsl, xslt2xsl-fo.xsl, and latex2html.css file to deal with these things. The output from xslt2xsl-fo.xsl can be converted into a PDF, straight TeX (and then to dvi, if that's absolutely necessary), or PS with java on the commandline. Besides, then DocMan can deal with a better LaTeX converter, without random images popping up. + +RFP.pm redone - finished project - http://ranna.bolognia.net/available/in-progress/docman/RFP.pm +Now it has different styles supported: normal (current), minimalist (http://ranna.bolognia.net/minimalist), greenery (http://ranna.bolognia.net/greenery), printable version, text/plain, and application/octet-stream. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-70.md b/lj-dump/L-70.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9df7dd07 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-70.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title Yooof. +%date 2004-02-29 19:28:32 + +Pops went fine. More tickling Kory (since I guess I'm the only one who can do it), and then strike. I made a fairly large tape-ball with scraps from the stage. I called Moondog at around 11:30 and ended up leaving at around 12. I kept thinking she'd show up any second, so I kept delaying taking a shower. When I finally did, of course, she showed up while I was still in there. Odd.. don't feel like writing much about this. + +Anyway, She ended up staying about 17 hours, four of which were spent not in the bed or on the futon, and four of which were spent sleeping. That leaves nine hours for snuggling and frottage while Hank looked at us funny and Hobbes tried to lay on top. We went to Abo's and Cafe Sole for lunch; she ordered a chai, so they gave her a cider. We went to 14th St. Bar & Grill for dinner. When she left, she tasted like vanilla and cloves. + +In other news... +Shanerak: When's your graduation? +RannaFox: May 31 I believe.. +Shanerak: Hmm. +RannaFox: Hmm> +RannaFox: ? +Shanerak: Yeah +Shanerak: I dunno, maybe I'll come c.c +RannaFox: Really? That'd be way cool.. +Shanerak: I'll see, yeah. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-700.md b/lj-dump/L-700.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ead1d55d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-700.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title I was born on... +%date 2005-11-10 23:14:03 + +x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-701.md b/lj-dump/L-701.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a4aa0c3f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-701.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-10 23:33:57 + +So, I was kinda angry because all the nose in and around the house kept me from napping, but when I finally got up, I found that the place had been cleaned pretty thoroughly. <3 Shannon. + +Also, thinking of writing an article about Harmonielehre. The song. I'll write one for the book when I finish it, perhaps. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-702.md b/lj-dump/L-702.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8ce64483 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-702.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-11 21:13:09 + +Just spent an hour of pain with Finale. Grrf. Both Finale and Sibelius are filled with visual gimicks, but, in my opinion, those in Finale tend to get in the way more than they could help. There were also quite a few bugs with the Speedy Input function. Well, whatever. I guess I'm just used to Sibelius. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-703.md b/lj-dump/L-703.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c10adfc3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-703.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Bahahaha, QOTD. +%date 2005-11-11 22:10:53 + +"Your Neutralness! Beige alert!" +"If I don't survive, tell my wife... 'hello.'" \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-704.md b/lj-dump/L-704.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b7bf7fef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-704.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-16 17:20:30 + +I think I've pretty much given up on NaNoWriMo. It's not that I plan on giving up on the novel itself, just that I can't do it this month - just not nearly enough time what with class and all. + +However, I think I might turn December into NaSoCoMo - National Song Composition Month. Heh. I don't think the NaNo people would be too happy with that, though. The reason I'm doing it is this, which seems like a good idea: sending my music off to a publisher, not to get published, but surely to get exposed. Since there's a better chance of winning that than there ever was of winning the ABO award, I think I might go for it, perhaps with the Keats Cantata. Whatever ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-705.md b/lj-dump/L-705.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..84945657 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-705.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title History essay. +%date 2005-11-18 07:22:13 + +I was all excited about it, but it came out really crappy 'cause I got so distracted :o/ Oh well, I got to include examples, which makes it all better ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-706.md b/lj-dump/L-706.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f5fb26a6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-706.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Two things. +%date 2005-11-20 05:03:01 + +Noodling around with SL. I think this makes me a bad person. + +Hot buttered rum is weird. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-707.md b/lj-dump/L-707.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a2fa1883 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-707.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-21 20:41:01 + +http://furries.frithcat.com/prints/Rikoshi.jpg \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-708.md b/lj-dump/L-708.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..32ff881b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-708.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-22 21:16:24 + +So I got to thinking, after grabbing the Serenity soundtrack at Borders, that writing soundtracks would be a mighty nice summer job, if I could pull it off. I'd probably need to add composition to my major, though, but I figure that since I can always picture something visual to go along with music, with training, I could picture music to go along with something visual. + +Just a thought :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-709.md b/lj-dump/L-709.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..340ab6d5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-709.md @@ -0,0 +1,33 @@ +%title osnap! +%date 2005-11-23 08:41:39 + +My supposed humility turned into elitism, if it wasn't that all along! + + + +Well, shit. + +Chi imparar vuole a tòr moglie +Mastri esperti eccoci qui; +E diciam che chi la toglie +Dato aver vedrà in duo dì +‘una diavola infernale, +‘una zucca senza sale. +Me ne stetti al detto altrui: +Un buon uom mi disse: “Fa”; +Oh minchion, minchion ch’io fui! +Inciampai (e ben mi sta) +‘N una diavola infernale, +‘N una zucca senza sale. +Ohimè! Chè per bellezza +Ch’era tutta frondi e fior +Colsi poi frutti d’asprezza, +M’incontrai, ebbro d’amor, +‘N una diavola infernale, +‘N una zucca senza sale. +Zie, sorelle, madri e nonne +Lo staranno a inzipillar, +E dieci altre mone Cionne +Per finirlo d’affogar +‘N una diavola infernale, +‘N una zucca senza sale. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-71.md b/lj-dump/L-71.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e379dc3f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-71.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-03-01 22:27:59 + +My body's rebelling. + +I feel a little like a failure. The worst kind, the biological kind. The kind with no chance of success. + +But, I know that's just Mr. Pessimism, and that everything will be okay. Better than okay, things will be wonderful ^^ + +In other news, today was pretty good. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-710.md b/lj-dump/L-710.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b3409f6b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-710.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-23 09:55:54 + +What a stupid night. Voilent mood swings, the likes of which I haven't had since high school, mostly 'cause something's keeping me from thinking things through clearly. Hopefully I can get things figured out over the next couple of days, because if this keeps up, I'll probably end up doing something stupid :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-711.md b/lj-dump/L-711.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ca4f4ac6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-711.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-25 01:30:53 + +So.. the standard deal today - went over to Jack and Diane's (my step-step-grandparents - don't ask) for dry turkey and good food. Ate.. well, not quite too much, but more than I usually do. I have to say, I'm thankful for a smartass family, who likes a good smartass like myself, as well as 's couch, but most especially foxish phonecalls, despite impending pie. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-712.md b/lj-dump/L-712.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a842dbeb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-712.md @@ -0,0 +1,17 @@ +%title x.x +%date 2005-11-25 09:00:36 + +I got bored, so I played a sort of game, making recursive acronyms out of people. I've done it a lot before, but I guess I try to make it challenging. + +For instance.. :o) + +Srass' repass ass' sass surpass(es). + +Or now, making sentences... + +Ben's enviably nice. Undine, needing diversion, invites new evil while Varsonin, agreeing, reserves special onaid networks inside Norway. Ranna apparently notices, notifying authorities. Ben escapes! Neat :o) + +Vexus explains xeroscaping, underestimating severely Srass' reply, affecting simplistic sarcasm in Varsonin and Ranna (another notoriously new association), seeking other nobodies in need. + + +I think I discovered something completely useless o.o \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-713.md b/lj-dump/L-713.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b2c0fb0c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-713.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-26 19:57:06 + +You whisper, "I guess I'm just sorta curious as to what's going on lately.. I feel a little like you're not letting me get close to you. I mean, there's not really too much of a problem with that, 'cause it's just the internet and all, but.. well, the interenet's about all we've got right now. I think that's why I got sorta jealous last night." to Rikoshi. +Rikoshi whispers, "Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you with anything. I guess I'm not sure what I've been doing that makes you feel like we're not so close anymore... I mean, I don't FEEL like I'm un-close to you. Is there anything I can do to fix that, hon?" to you. +You page, "Well, I'm not quite sure what's happened, or if things changed or something. I don't feel any less close to you or anything, just that.. when I get affectionate or something, it seems like you just get passive and just repeat whatever I said or something. I guess I don't really have a problem if you're not really into doing that sort of thing with me anymore - I suppose it can get stale if one does it enough :o) - but I'm a little confused as to why. I think about you an awful lot, so I guess it's just been weighing on my mind, and last night was just kind of proof that I was maybe focusing on it a little too much.." to Rikoshi. +You page-pose, "Ranna rambles @.@" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi hugs you on up. "Oh, hon, I get what you mean," he says, nosing at your cheek. "I can promise you that there's no... disinterest on my part. I think that lately, it's just been a matter of timing combined with stress -- I haven't been writing about work in my LJ as much lately, but it's really starting to... kinda get to me, and so at night, I'm sorta... I dunno, in a weird mood, a lot. Last night, actually, I was... well, definitely kinda frisky and all, but it was just sorta late so I didn't wanna start too much. Does that make sense? I don't want to sound like I'm making excuses, because I'm not trying to." +You page-pose, "Ranna smiles a little, "I trust you hon, I know you're not disinterested, it's just.. I guess like I said, I've kinda gotten a little too attached to you over the past few months, and so I guess I've started thinking of us as in.. well.. some sort of relationship, whether we are or aren't. I think I started having some expectations of you without really realising it, much less voicing them. Of course, I hardly would expect such things of you simply 'cause foxes like each other - you're free to do your own thing, really.." He pauses and smiles a little, "Though, for the future, I'm not too keen on watching; makes me feel kinda weird."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi kisses you on the nose, first. "Thanks for getting that out, hon," he says. "I appreciate that, and believe me when I say that you're not just... you know, imagining stuff. There's... y'know, a definite mutual fox-liking going on, here." :) +You page-pose, "Ranna wiggles his nose a little and licks at your chin, "I know, hon. Foxes like eachother lots. And expect a nice christmas gift, even if it might be a little late :o) Anyway, I guess all this is coming out 'cause I don't have the stress of school to worry about, so it's good to at least talk about some - I don't mean to put any sort of damper on your day."" to Rikoshi +Somewhere on the muck, TealFox has disconnected. +Somewhere on the muck, Farrel has connected. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi smooches you again, and then kinda grabs your butt. "Aw, you're not a damper. And I think the stress on both parts is probably understandable. I don't think we need to worry, maybe." ^^ +You page-pose, "Ranna giggles a little and yips at the grab, wagging about. "Yeah, I'm sure it'll work out. Besides, in less than two months, I plan on pouncing a fox, anyhow," he says, grinning." to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi rrrls and smooches you once more. "Hey, and I plan on maybe getting some thorough digital pouncings in between now and then, Mr. Playful," he teases. +You page-pose, "Ranna chirps and smooches back once or thrice, "Hee.. I can't help it, s'just the fox I am." He shrugs. And predictably, follows that up with a pounce," to Rikoshi +Huh? (Type "help" for help.) +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi catches you, or at least tries to, before you end up just knocking him over. "Hee! Well, that's one for Rannafox, I guess," he says, wiggling his nose and whiskers. +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi acks! "Hey, foxer, houseguests have shown up (Van and Raffy) and so I should probably go and keep 'em company," he says. "You'll be around later, yeah?" +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi steals a nice, deep-muzzle kiss from you, first, though, because that's, y'know, foremost. +You page-pose, "Ranna kisses back all nice and deep. Rrrf. Part of the reason he likes foxes so much. "I expect I'll be around a bit, yeah.."" to Rikoshi +(p) In a page-pose to you, Rikoshi rubs your butt some more, and smiles. "Okay, sweetheart. See you soon!" +Somewhere on the muck, Rikoshi has disconnected. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-714.md b/lj-dump/L-714.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b3e0343b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-714.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-11-27 07:38:02 + +I think if I ever write a memoir or something, I should go through my LJ and just pick out the most flowery, wankerish, dramatic posts and compile them into a short book :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-715.md b/lj-dump/L-715.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f003f34f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-715.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Badgers? We don't need no stinkin' badgers! +%date 2005-11-28 01:48:10 + +Tee hee! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-716.md b/lj-dump/L-716.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3d4992c2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-716.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title Time! x.x +%date 2005-11-30 19:51:33 + +Work schedule. + +Friday 7-8, 9-12 +Sunday 5:30a-2:30p +Monday 1-4:30 +Tuesday 1-4:30 + +Finals week. + +Wednesday 10:00-10:15 piano +Wednesday 11:20-1:20 history +Wednesday 1:30-3:30 flute/oboe +Thursday 1:30-3:30 theory +(Tuesday 7:00-9:00 choir) + +Maybe time to take a break from the internet, too, for a little while. + +And now it's time to rehearse for voice lesson! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-717.md b/lj-dump/L-717.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d42dc93f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-717.md @@ -0,0 +1,65 @@ +%title Furries! +%date 2005-12-04 23:27:10 + +
Read more... +(15:11:11) Chansey RN: Hi. This is Deja, Rikoshi's friend. Are you available right now or should I pester you later? +(15:14:40) Ranna: I'm available now. +(15:14:40) Chansey RN logged in. +(15:14:55) Chansey RN: All right then. +(15:15:13) Chansey RN: Thanks. +(15:15:21) Ranna: No problem :o) +(15:15:43) Chansey RN: Firstly, what do you define as a furry? I find that this is the hardest thing to explain to people. +(15:18:07) Ranna: Ah. Well.. of course, you're going to get a different answer from everyone, but for me.. hmm. I suppose it started out more spiritual for me than it is now - with a certain feeling of connection to foxes or whatever - but lately, in the past few years, it's turned into more of a community thing. It's something that my friends and I all have in common so, even when we're not talking or doing whatever online, we still have something to talk about just among ourselves in person. +(15:21:08) Chansey RN: I guess the next obvious question is the one someone asked Rikki, why a fox? Is there some quality about them that you identify with or that you hold as an ideal? +(15:23:05) Ranna: I think it started mostly as a means to get attention :o) I saw that foxes were popular.. oh.. six and some years ago, so that's what I chose in order to get attention. I guess it sort of stuck, though it seems widely agreed that people think I'm more of an otter. I don't know how they decided that... +(15:23:32) Chansey RN: So you were a part of the community before you had a particular fursona? +(15:24:54) Ranna: For a little bit, yeah. As soon as I found out about it, it was sort of a slippery slope and it didn't take long for me to get pretty deep into the whole thing. +(15:25:24) Chansey RN: What was it that attracted you to the furry subculture in the first place? +(15:27:37) Ranna: A couple of people and a website. At the time, I was a moderator on a bulletin board, and a few of the people there were furries. They got me intrigued, and after a search, I found the site yerf.com with a bunch of art on it, and I guess that's how it began. +(15:28:13) Chansey RN: Have you been to any of the conventions? +(15:32:06) Ranna: Yes, I went to Anthrocon this year, and I'm going to Further Confusion in Januar. +(15:32:07) Ranna: y +(15:32:42) Chansey RN: When you go, do you meet with a lot of new people or people you already know online? +(15:33:09) Ranna: Hmm.. at AC, I pretty much just stuck with Rikky and his housemates, along with a few others, but I met some new people.. +(15:33:33) Chansey RN: Have you been to other cons? Like anime or gaming cons? +(15:34:21) Ranna: Nope.. +(15:34:44) Chansey RN: OK. +(15:35:17) Chansey RN: How did dealing with the people in person change from how it was online? +(15:37:46) Ranna: It was a little strange at first because, like you suggested, everyone was very affectionate, but in a rather different context. People seemed used to, you know, swishing their tails and such which isn't too terribly possible in person :o) +(15:39:20) Chansey RN: Did it translate in to other shows of affection then? +(15:40:19) Ranna: For some people, yeah. For others - people with whom I'd been affectionate online - we never touched once, and in some cases, it was even a little awkward. +(15:41:08) Chansey RN: Because they weren't as affectionate? Were they more aloof or just more introverted in person do you think? +(15:42:30) Ranna: For the situations in which it was awkward, I think part of it had to do with the shock of meeting them in person - it's really easy to change how you are online from how you are in real life - but yeah, there were situations where one or the other of us was just not quite as extroverted as we might have seemed. +(15:43:03) Chansey RN: So I take it you're fairly new to the community or did you spend more time being part of it online before you went to the convention? +(15:43:30) Ranna: I spent more time online before making it to AC - about six years. +(15:45:44) Chansey RN: Wow. OK. Does this tendency towards affection translate out of community? Like, since becoming a part of it, have you found that you're more affectionate with non-furry friends and your family or does is this something that only gets expressed in the community. +(15:47:24) Ranna: I think that it has translated a little bit towards friends, but perhaps the opposite with parents and strangers, just because, with parents, I'm a little worried about their opinion on the matter, and with strangers (or, rather, new friends) I'm worried about weirding someone out. +(15:48:34) Chansey RN: Moving back into the furs, how does it get expressed publicly? Hugs and light touching mostly? +(15:49:19) Ranna: Yeah - leaning against, playful poking, and the like. +(15:50:05) Chansey RN: Is the culture as "sexually open" as most people think it is? +(15:52:23) Ranna: On the internet, it can be, but not as much in person. I think a much smaller percentage of furs are as "out there" as people think - at least in public. It is, however, a good deal more sexually open than non-furry culture - though some people on campus rival that image :oP +(15:52:50) Chansey RN: So it's no dorm. Or Dragon*Con. ^_^ +(15:53:09) Ranna: Hehe, nope. +(15:54:29) Chansey RN: How do you feel about being a part of this community? +(15:56:44) Ranna: Comfortable, though increasingly less so. I'm starting to get feelings of "dug myself into a hole" with the whole online thing, though that's not restricted completely to furry. Also, a lot of strange new people joining from all of the media coverage. +(15:57:24) Chansey RN: Are they the FoxWolfie Galen type or the cat-fangirl type or just new folks? +(15:59:14) Ranna: Hehe, um.. hmm. There does seem to be an influx of cat-fangirl types, but, well.. the current trend seems to be really young AOLers who seem to be in the whole thing just to get a 'mate', which varies anywhere from someone you TS with every other night to someone you bitch about in public. +(15:59:31) Chansey RN: TS? +(15:59:52) Ranna: Tinysex - cybering, or.. er.. 'typefucking', as it's known c.c +(16:00:04) Chansey RN: Ah! I thought so. Never heard that term. +(16:00:49) Chansey RN: Well, I think that about covers it. If I find anything else, I'll probably pester you. Do you have any other comments or thoughts or just something you'd like to add? +(16:02:07) Ranna: Hmm.. not really, other than I'd be interested in seeing a draft or final version of what you've got, just to see what you found out - it's something I've wondered about for a while now. +(16:02:29) Chansey RN: I can get that to you tomorrow afternoon, if that's all right? +(16:02:59) Ranna: Oh.. er.. I have run into a few people - myself included - who seem to feel that they'd be intensely uncomfortable in a relationship with a non-fur. +(16:03:01) Ranna: Sure. +(16:03:18) Chansey RN: Hmm. Any particular reason why? +(16:03:21) Chansey RN: If I may ask. +(16:04:37) Ranna: Well.. I tried at the end of last semester, and it really didn't work out for me just because I felt like I would be hiding a large part of my life from whomever I was with, even though my partner was interested in learning about it. +(16:05:02) Chansey RN: OK. Thanks. +(16:05:22) Chansey RN: All right, I'll probably have the work done up by tomorrow evening and I'll send you off a copy. +(16:05:28) Ranna: Alright, thank you :o) +(16:05:35) Chansey RN: Thank you. +(16:05:42) Chansey RN: Have a good day. +(16:05:46) Ranna: You too. + +
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Spring '06 class schedule.
Spring '06 class schedule.
+ Not too bad..
+ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-719.md b/lj-dump/L-719.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5aaaca55 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-719.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-05 17:42:29 + +Got my first history paper back - the one on madrigals - and.. wow, I had to have been insane to write some of that stuff. I left out whole words and phrases! Somehow, I still pulled off a 100%, though, so oh well ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-72.md b/lj-dump/L-72.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9fc246cd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-72.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Fweeep. +%date 2004-03-03 21:24:01 + +Grooooooup toniiiiiiight. Got to see Moondog, who left her own bite marks on me, since mine left her a little bruised. Mostly, she tickled me to death, though, along with everybody freaking else!!3 Things seemed a little awkward with others around, but that's okay, I suppose. *luv to her* Ryan and Andrew both seemed a little awkward, too, though that may have been imagination. *luv to them, too* + +Other than that, life's been slow, but good. I still feel like I'm hiding/denying/something part of myself, and I'm getting the idea that it might have something to do with spirituality, and that the feeling may be my inner skeptic clamoring. Being raised by two engineers leads to doom. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-720.md b/lj-dump/L-720.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..07f1cb97 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-720.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-06 00:17:53 + +
Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Sunday I committed genocide... Sorry about that, (-5000 points). In July I gave a life-saving blood transfusion (50 points). In June I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). In February I helped across the street (6 points). In May I pulled 's hair (-5 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-4930 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!

Sincerely,
gv_ranna

Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:
+ +"A spanking, a spanking!" + +"Yes! And then, the oral sex!" +-MP&tQftHG \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-721.md b/lj-dump/L-721.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fe82cd51 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-721.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-06 14:20:30 + +I think Ryan's on to something - sleeping twelve hours on a school night feels really good @.@ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-722.md b/lj-dump/L-722.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b11297d7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-722.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-07 03:35:22 + +Working a lot. Should be nice to get some cash. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-723.md b/lj-dump/L-723.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..61ad62b7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-723.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-07 06:40:02 + +http://jwpepper.com/catalog/search?option=results&searchtype1=itmkey&itmkey1=3296184 +http://www.sheetmusicplus.com/store/smp_detail.html?cart=33427997231791699&item=5448468 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-724.md b/lj-dump/L-724.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d5a15d36 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-724.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-12 02:15:38 + +Worked for nine and a half hours with only one 15- and two 5-minute breaks. So, of course, when I got home and took a nap, I dreamt about work. Serving breakfast line in a post-apocalyptic world. It was really pretty stupid x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-725.md b/lj-dump/L-725.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5a433633 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-725.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-12 22:57:52 + +Worked another eight hours - I actually took my breaks this time, though. There's some neat people at work. A guy named Colin who was being friendly all day, and two brothers who work together in dish, who call me 'brother' and compliment my work-ethic. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-726.md b/lj-dump/L-726.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9cc39438 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-726.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-13 17:40:40 + +

Oh Great Cthulhu!

I have been an extremely busy devotee this year.

When the stars were right, I wore an Elder Sign (-10 points). In July, I legally changed my name to Randolph Carter (-40 points). In August, I fed [info]breakfastfox to a Shoggoth (250 points). In June, I stopped [info]terberlo from defiling Lovecraft's grave (-20 points). In May, I rammed a ship into you (sorry Cthulhu!) (-1000 points). In March, I made a burnt offering to the Dead Dreamer (100 points).

In short, I have been very bad (-720 points) and deserve to have my body used as a host for one of your servitors.


Your humble and obedient servant,
gv_ranna


Submit your own plea to Cthulhu!

Name some friends or leave them blank and let me look them up myself:
+ +In other news, I didn't do so well on my keyboard and sight-singing finals - too focused on my jury tonight x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-727.md b/lj-dump/L-727.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7f0a9fde --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-727.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-14 00:33:52 + +Yayjuries! Yay juries being over! Yay for doing good on juries! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-728.md b/lj-dump/L-728.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1331f9e5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-728.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Continuation. +%date 2005-12-14 00:42:46 + +Yay for coming home to a dark house. Yay for living with people more sedentary than most rocks. Yay for checking online to find people that you hate - people you hate because it makes you feel bad to dislike someone so much. Yay for being so dependent on the internet. Yay for three more finals tomorrow, and another on Thursday. + +Woo. :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-729.md b/lj-dump/L-729.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f104a79c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-729.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-14 17:47:25 + +Piano final sucked. Oh well. Last piano class for me :o/ + +I was thinking I'd be all economical and take the shuttle from CSU to the airport, but it turns out, it'd be cheaper to drive to Boulder and take the bus by $13 each way. Oh well. Guess I'll do that, then. + +Edit: Oh, oh! I got my second history paper - the one about choral compositions; I got another 100% on it @.@ My teacher even wants to talk with me more about it, being a composer himself. I BS'd both of those papers, too.. + +Edit edit: Talked with my history prof. He's apparently really into composition, and wants to be a sort of faculty sponsor/member of the NMF! This is good, 'cause now we have some leverage in the department, and can let people know what there are still those interested in composition. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-73.md b/lj-dump/L-73.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..399cb7dd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-73.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2004-03-05 01:01:19 + +This recording takes the 'second' Libera Me really fast, and pull it off quite well... except for the brass, which gets far too loud at times. + +Anyway to.. uh.. yesterday was kinda boring. Endless school, with droning teachers. Mind you, there were good parts, such as a discussion on No Child Left Behind and the implications of it in history, and the fourth amendment in creative writing. After that, there was another Gloria rehearsal, in which random stuff happened, and Revier made faces while Mr. Wallace conducted. After, I dropped Shannon off and went to pick up some food at Deli zone. Shortly after, I fell asleep - at around six - and woke up at around 12:30. Talking to Moondoggy now. + +Tomorrow, Shannon, Ryan, Kiran and I were going to go play pool at the Wynkoop, but it's snowed a good deal, and it's still sorta coming down. I think I'll offer movies instead. I hope they don't mind c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-730.md b/lj-dump/L-730.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7e2199f0 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-730.md @@ -0,0 +1,59 @@ +%title Everyone else is doing it (and a picture). +%date 2005-12-15 07:10:18 + +
Fourfourfourfour4fourFOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE: +Web designer +"Light office help" +Workshop assistant +Student hourly (line, line manager, line prep, salads, cook, dish) (might as well be one job) + +FOUR MOVIES YOU COULD (AND DO!) WATCH OVER AND OVER: +Amelie +FLCL (might as well be a movie) +Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind +Hero + +FOUR CITIES YOU'VE LIVED IN: +Lakewood, CO. +Boulder, CO. +Fort Collins, CO. +Nederland, CO. (might as well lived there) + +FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH: +Firefly +FLCL (might as well be a TV show) +Azumanga Daioh +I guess CSI is okay.. + +FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN ON VACATION: +Raratonga, French Polynesia. +Turks and Caicos, the.. uh.. Carribean somewhere.. +Incheon, Seoul, and Young-Wol, South Korea (might as well be a vacation) +Philadelphia, PA. + +FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY: +LJ +GMail +VCL +My school email account (might as well be a website) + +FOUR OF YOUR ALL-TIME FAVORITE RESTAURANTS: +Sushi Tora, Boulder. +Beau Jo's, Fort Collins. +Sherpa's, Boulder. +My kitchen (might as well be a restaurant) + +FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS: +Curry +Rice with bonito and soy sauce +Ramen (see, but I make it real good) +Tea (might as well be a food) + +FOUR PLACES I'D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW: +Somewhere warm +Somewhere warm +Somewhere warm +California + +
+ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-731.md b/lj-dump/L-731.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8661ef72 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-731.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-15 21:35:00 + +Grr! My clutch is starting to screw up pretty badly now. Last night, it scared me because it was working differently than it ever has before. Normally, I have some leeway about halfway to the floor depressing and releasing the pedal. Last night, it seems to have flipped, so that I had all the leeway when the pedal was almost all the way out, and the clutch engaging/disengaging would occur when I nearly had the pedal to the floor.. This morning, the same trend continued, this time with a twist. When I was at a stop, it was pretty much impossible to get the car in gear - first or reverse, though on occasion, I could get it in third or fourth, though still with great difficulty. To get it into first or reverse, I'd have to slide my foot to the side with the pedal depressed and let it release all by itself while the car was in neutral. The pedal would pop up with a *clunk* and then, after depressing it fully, I could finally get the car into gear, still with a good deal of difficulty. According to the internet, this is a fairly serious problem, likely involving water getting into the system, and either the master or slave cylinder going bad. + +Damn.. shitty time for this to happen x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-732.md b/lj-dump/L-732.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..496146c5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-732.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-21 21:05:34 + +Wagh! Got my first Christmas presents! Kinda hammers home just how close the holidays really are. They're sitting under my wreath (since we were all going home, we skipped the whole tree thing) looking tempting. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-733.md b/lj-dump/L-733.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fe081784 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-733.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-22 01:39:59 + +My mint plant is attacking Shannon's bamboo. It's like.. gnarrr! + +In other news, I'm writing a Christmas song, lyrics by Kafka. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-734.md b/lj-dump/L-734.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6774e571 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-734.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Meadmeadmead. +%date 2005-12-24 16:46:18 + +Since I cleaned the house, I moved some stuff around, and now the mead has a room all of its own! + +
Read more... + +x-posted: + +
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I spent a grand total of.. uh.. nothing on gifts! All my gifts were made (baked, cooked, brewed) or re-gifted. My dad got a Colorado State sweatshirt I never wear, Julie got some towels I got in Korea, my mom got some CDs I had already and a DVD I had (well.. I admit that I kinda bought it for her, but I opened it and watched it, because I'm a terrible fox ^^). + +I got some neat things. I think my dad finally clued in that I'm getting more and more minimalist now that I've moved out and don't need a bunch of random shit to fill my house with; from him, I got two nice - and I mean REALLY nice - baking pans, a REALLY nice set of measuring cups, Sibelius 4 (more on that later), and a compilation book of The Onion, which will come in useful as a coffee-table (read: bathroom) book. My mom's been getting me useful stuff for the past few years, and only a little bit at that (which is quite alright by me), so I just got OS X Tiger and some cash (enough to pay for FC hotel :o) ). + +It was nice to spend time with the parentals. I got to cook with both of them - I made use of the new baking pans to make some cheddar bread with my dad, and at my mom's, we made something out of my Soup Bible and some foccacia to go with it. I made some tomato-herb sourdough for both of them, too (supposed to be just rosemary, but I got a little overzealous and added some fresh marjoram, too. And I didn't have cornmeal to keep the loaves from sticking to the sheet, so I used some cream of wheat (cracked farina wheat), sorry ). Also, my mom's letting me take some of her cookbooks that she no longer uses (since she became a vegan and moved up into the mountains to live alone with her two dogs and cat, three weeks after I moved out :oP). + +So.. yeah, Sibelius 4 is pretty awesome, far as I can tell. The neatest feature I've found so far is the complete integration of video, making it really easy to do soundtracks. Since that's what I was thinking of doing during the summer when I'm teaching, I'm all excited. now all I need are videos to do a soundtrack to :oP They gave me a few, so I might play around with them some. If I get anything done, I might post it somewhere. I think part of the reason I'm so excited about that is that writing for something visual gives me so much more focus; like when I was writing the program music for The Bucketrider, having the story with all its imagery made it really easy to think up music for it. + +Ur.. so yeah ^^ Merry what-have-you and a happy everything, everybody. + +PS - if you were invited to the dinner party, don't forget to RSVP. *nudgenudgepromote* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-738.md b/lj-dump/L-738.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ec4a12a2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-738.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-28 01:28:34 + +I have 30 days to get the cat spayed. :D + +Which means I also need to get her rabies shot and get her licensed. + +EDIT: I guess I should explain. I went to the Larimer Humane Society and picked up a voucher for a discounted spay, and it's only good for 30 days. Most all vets won't spay unlicensed pets with no rabies record. No one got in trouble :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-739.md b/lj-dump/L-739.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ba348666 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-739.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2005-12-28 07:04:16 + +Picked up Serenity today :D + +Also, The Exorcism of Emily somethingoranother. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-74.md b/lj-dump/L-74.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0b5a50d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-74.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Glurr. +%date 2004-03-05 21:35:52 + +Huzzah for mood swings. Back to the fish oil I go! + +Today was fun. First, sectionals and rehearsal, then breakfast, where Spencer Bowie tried to eat a spoonful of butter, and ended up getting quite sick 'cause he wouldn't swallow it. Much pool at the CU-UMC with Ryan, Kiran, and Shannon, then a movie (which, while it had an interesting plot, was such standard fare that I forgot the name. It started with a T...), then Anime Anonymous, where we saw Azumanga Daioh. Ryan was mleh on the way to his house (don't appologize, I know the feeling). I purchased an ounce of fine Lady Grey today. Making a little now. Too bad an ounce seems so small.. + +(Later) The tea is quite tasty, worth the money. I miss Moondog. Crackers are salty. +
Read more... + +
+I'm Mihama Chiyo!
You are Mihama Chiyo! +

Which Azumanga Daioh Character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-740.md b/lj-dump/L-740.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4c7ec90b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-740.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-03 03:50:31 + +I've a hankerin' for some gin o.O \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-741.md b/lj-dump/L-741.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5290b0df --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-741.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Jerky. +%date 2006-01-03 07:15:21 + +So, tonight, I couldn't really restrain myself from cooking, and everyone had already eaten, so I decided to try my hand at making beef jerky. It's marinating in the fridge right now. + +Oh well, I think I might be an addict :o/ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-742.md b/lj-dump/L-742.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..35a77bf2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-742.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-06 21:53:40 + +It's break, and you know.. it actually feels kinda good not to have anything to write about.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-743.md b/lj-dump/L-743.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..818ebb60 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-743.md @@ -0,0 +1,133 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-09 06:36:01 + +
Character meme: Ranna +1. What is your character's name? +Gaius Vulpius Ranna + +2. What kind of character is it (furry, anime, etc) and any particular race? +Furry (Mutated Red Fox) + +3. What is the first thing your character would think of when he/she first wakes up? +Yip... wait, what species am I? + +4. Your character's favorite outfit would be? +Nothing? :o) + +5. When your character looks into a mirror, what's the first thing they would notice? +Omigosh tails! + +6. Does your character have the same tastes in food as you? +I suppose so.. + +7. How is your character similar to you? +I'd like to think so. + +8. How is he/she different? +Well, he's a red fox with a mutation in the tail area. Other than that, I suppose the fact that he doesn't wear clothes.. + +9. If your character could speak, would he/she have the same voice as you? +Yup, I value my voice, what with, you know, the singing and all. + +10. If you were to suddenly become your character, what do you think would be the first thing you would do as him/her? +Scream. + +11. Is there something about your character that you don't like how others think of him? +(Grammar says what?) Uh.. I'm really not sure. I don't really know how others think of me. + +12. What advantages does your character have over you? +Fur? It's warm, I guess..? (I was gonna put cock, but.. uh.. I've got one of those already) + +13. What disadvantages? +(cooooock!) You know, the whole in a human world type thing. + +14. Do you have any secrets relating to your character that only you know? +Probably? + +15. Do you have any secret drawings only you know about? +There's only two drawings of me total that I know about. + +16. Do you have any plans for your character or are you working on something big relating to him/her? +Nope. + +17. What misconception(s), if any, do people have about your character? +Again, I don't really know what people think about my character. + +18. If you could have just ONE characteristic from your character, what would it be? +(cooock) Tails, probably. + +19. Have you made any characters that go along with yours, based on real-life people, that have the same relationship with your character as you with the real-life person? +No. + +20. Have you written any stories about your character? +Nope. + +21. How has your character changed since his/her first creation? +He's lost some clothes, gained some weight, and grown a good deal more cynical. + + +
+ +1. What is your character's name? +Makyo + +2. What kind of character is it (furry, anime, etc) and any particular race? +Furry (Arctic fox) + +3. What is the first thing your character would think of when he/she first wakes up? +Yip... wait, what gender am I? + +4. Your character's favorite outfit would be? +Depending on gender, a dapper pinstripe suit, or a toga-type wrap of various shades of green. + +5. When your character looks into a mirror, what's the first thing they would notice? +Omigoshfluffy! + +6. Does your character have the same tastes in food as you? +Yes. Doubly so on the tea. + +7. How is your character similar to you? +The wit. Ohhhh the wit.. + +8. How is he/she different? +The fact that it's so much easier to be witty when you can think long enough to type something out. + +9. If your character could speak, would he/she have the same voice as you? +No. I think Makyo's speaking voice would be smoother, more of a real tenor (as a guy) or alto (as a girl). + +10. If you were to suddenly become your character, what do you think would be the first thing you would do as him/her? +I'd pet myself an awful lot. Or, well, I'd scream, then pet myself. + +11. Is there something about your character that you don't like how others think of him? +I know even less about what people think about Makyo, considering he's so new. + +12. What advantages does your character have over you? +Being fluffy and still looking good :o) + +13. What disadvantages? +Both clothing choices are not very practical, for very different reasons. Sitting is a pain in both a toga and a suit. + +14. Do you have any secrets relating to your character that only you know? +Not anymore. (I didn't exactly advertise the whole gender-changing thing) + +15. Do you have any secret drawings only you know about? +No drawings of Makyo. + +16. Do you have any plans for your character or are you working on something big relating to him/her? +Nah. Probably freak a few people out. + +17. What misconception(s), if any, do people have about your character? +Dunno.. + +18. If you could have just ONE characteristic from your character, what would it be? +Poofy white fur :3 + +19. Have you made any characters that go along with yours, based on real-life people, that have the same relationship with your character as you with the real-life person? +Nope. + +20. Have you written any stories about your character? +Nope. + +21. How has your character changed since his/her first creation? +Yeah. He used to be named Astarael. That was a little too deathy, so I changed it. + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-744.md b/lj-dump/L-744.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a0f3fdaa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-744.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-09 22:22:13 + +This defeated me for a good half-hour this morning o.o Fun little game, though. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-745.md b/lj-dump/L-745.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..67480759 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-745.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Icon <3 +%date 2006-01-11 21:15:23 + +From . + +I think Mal's kinda hot :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-746.md b/lj-dump/L-746.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..386017e3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-746.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-11 23:21:27 + +Ohyeah, I got some new CDs! + +Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine (which I shall lend to Shannon - it's good) +Christopher O'Riley - Christopher O'Riley plays Radiohead (solo piano :o9) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-747.md b/lj-dump/L-747.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..58d97d04 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-747.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-13 10:56:50 + +
Nor have we one or two kind of drunkards only, but eight kinds. The first is ape drunk, and he leaps and sings and hollers and danceth for the heavens. The second is lion drunk, and he flings the pots about the house, calls his hostess whore, breaks the glass windows with his dagger and is apt to quarrel with any man that speaks to him. The third is swine drunk - heavy, lumpish, and sleepy, and cries for a little more drink and a few more clothes. The fourth is sheep drunk, wise in his own conceit when he cannot bring forth the right word. The fifth is maudlin drunk, when a fellow will weep for kindness in the midst of his ale and kiss you, saying "By God, Captain, I love thee; go thy ways, thou dost not think so often of me as I do of thee. I would, if it pleased God, I could not love thee so well as I do" - and then he puts his finger in his eye and cries. The sixth is martin drunk, when a man is drunk and drinks himself sober ere he stir. The seventh is goat drunk, when in his drunkenness he hath no mind but on lechery. The eighth is fox drunk, when he is crafty drunk as many of the Dutchmen be... + - Thomas Nashe, 1592
+ +I don't think I'm a fox drunk. I think I am a sheep, most likely, and my dad is lion or martin. It makes me wonder if part of my interest in such subjects is due to growing up around him and my mom, who used to be a swine drunk, with her wine and her books. + +Edit: Of course, I don't mean either of those things I said about my parents as insulting. I just tried to fit them into Nashe's categories. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-748.md b/lj-dump/L-748.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..22dea9ac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-748.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-13 22:40:48 + +Woo! Got Sera scheduled for pre-snip exam, as well as vaccines (feline leukemia, feline distemper, and rabies), whereupon I can schedule her snippage :3 + +Poor kitten.. probably gonna be a rough few visits to the vet, but I'll feel better with a well-vaccinated cat, and I think having her fixed will be good for the house's sanity. + +Prrr? Prrr? Prrr? Prrr? Prrr? Prrr? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-749.md b/lj-dump/L-749.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..86d566ef --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-749.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-14 07:17:25 + +So nearly set the house on fire with a $6 piece of bamboo. + +Man.. now I'm out $6 ;.; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-75.md b/lj-dump/L-75.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bf11f031 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-75.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Myeep. +%date 2004-03-06 15:31:19 + +A few minutes after the last post, Sam IM'd me to tell me that Moondog was feeling bad, and that I should call her, invite her over, and have sex with her. So I did the first bit of that (calling her), and eventually ended up going over to Kelly's to spend the night. It was fun, there was snuggling and a really, really gory movie, Battle Royale, and then Moondog and I stole the bed, making Kelly and Sam sleep on the floor. I actually got some sleep this time, even though Samir was watching Love Hina. Some stuff in the morning. I left when Moondog got up for work, since I figured I had to go to my dad's eventually. Tonight, there's gonna be a big meat dinner thing. Glad I got to see the Moondoggy outside of group again. + +Now, downloading Azumanga Daioh - 01, Doris Day - Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps, Cake - Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-750.md b/lj-dump/L-750.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e393114e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-750.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-14 13:00:08 + +Ahem.. so.. here's what happened. I picked three bamboo steamer baskets and a lid (they stack, you see), along with some azuki, with the intention of making steamed buns last night. Well.. I made some, and they actually came out pretty good. Well.. the first half of the batch came out pretty good. The second half, I forgot that I had to add water to the pan during the steaming, and all the water that -was- there evaporated. Shannon noticed the smoke about a minute before they were supposed to be done and caught the whole thing before it actually caught on fire. The bottom-most steamer was charred quite badly, and the buns on that layer were lost. The rest of the buns.. well.. now they're smoked buns :oP I have yet to try one, but they should be sufficiently weird.. + +Anyway, I need to go pick up another basket from E-W Imports, and wash the two I have thoroughly to hopefully get rid of some of the smoke flavor. + +By the way, the internet says I'm most like River Tam. I think it's because I said I'm most likely to say, "My food is problematic." + +Edit: I kinda got roped willingly into working as line manager at 5:30AM on weekends again. The problem is that my manager changed his schedule, so instead of working that position on sundays, I now work it on saturdays. Looks like no Alley Cat for me after the furmeets.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-751.md b/lj-dump/L-751.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..072fbe6b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-751.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title FComigosh! +%date 2006-01-14 23:10:05 + +It's in a few days! I'll be staying with , and I'll be hanging out with (or at least meeting) a good deal of folks from both the MUCKs and IRC. I'll have a few Ranna badges to make myself obvious, but my other badge using my name from Taps will be hidden, and I'll only show it to people I know because.. uh.. it's kinda embarassing :o) + +Anyhoo, I'll see all y'all who are going there. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-752.md b/lj-dump/L-752.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b5308283 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-752.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Hahaha.. +%date 2006-01-16 20:07:44 + +

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Ranna!

  1. White chocolate isn't technically chocolate, because it doesn't contain Ranna.
  2. Four-fifths of the surface of Ranna is covered in water.
  3. The first toy product ever advertised on television was Mr Ranna Head.
  4. Ranna does not have toes.
  5. Ranna cannot jump.
  6. If you drop Ranna from the top of the Empire State Building, he will be falling fast enough to kill before reaching the ground.
  7. Every day in the UK, four people die putting Ranna on!
  8. A lump of Ranna the size of a matchbox can be flattened into a sheet the size of a tennis court!
  9. The water in oceans is four times less salty than the water in Ranna!
  10. In Vermont, the ratio of cows to Ranna is 10:1.
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brought to you by Quizilla + +I always thought he was kinda cute, in a nice and pudgy sort of way :o) + +Haven't read ASB in ages.. just read Buster Wilde last night :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-754.md b/lj-dump/L-754.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d71f28b6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-754.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-18 03:26:45 + +This was easily the worst day of work yet. + +I don't feel like bitching about it too much, but honestly, I'm giving work another week's chance before I start looking for a better job. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-755.md b/lj-dump/L-755.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e45bc3f8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-755.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title LJ from a con kekeke! +%date 2006-01-19 17:08:25 + +So.. yeah ^^ I'm at FC, just to let you all know, room 519. If you don't have my phone number, ask someone else who knows me - I've given it out to quite a few peoples. + +I forgot a lot of stuff at home x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-756.md b/lj-dump/L-756.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..74ff637c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-756.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Voice Post: +%date 2006-01-23 03:47:41 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-757.md b/lj-dump/L-757.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6e357c8a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-757.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Back.. +%date 2006-01-23 08:04:49 + +I'm back from FC, y'all, just figured I'd let you know. I think I'll type up a report of some sort tomorrow, but right now I'm too tired to mess around with it. I'm really bummed to have left it all so soon, but a few nice folks mentioned the possibility of hosting me for a visit at some point, so I might take them up on it, maybe over spring break, though I should start talking to STA travel soon (or check around on the 'net), if I'm going to go through them (I don't think my mom would be willing to do another set of free tickets). \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-758.md b/lj-dump/L-758.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4838f2f6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-758.md @@ -0,0 +1,16 @@ +%title Conreport: FC06 +%date 2006-01-24 04:48:58 + +Alright, so here’s my version of the con. School started on Tuesday and sucked all the way through my last class on Wednesday, after which I drove immediately down to Boulder, so that I could take the bus to the airport and avoid having to pay for parking. I nearly missed the bus, due to some guy telling me that Jesus loved me and that he liked my jacket. I made it, though, and got to the gate about two hours early. + +The plane ride sucked, as usual, because I was looking forward so much to getting there that time just wouldn’t pass fast enough. I tried reading, writing music, watching a movie, squirming.. anything I could do to pass time. Eventually, I got on the ground, and met , , and There was a good deal of friendly banter about cats carrying bags as we made our way to Rikoshi’s foxbox (read: Scion xB) to head over to the Doubletree, where we sat in the bar and watch people go by. As it happened, two conventions were dovetailing in the same space: an eBay con was just ending as FC was just beginning. I think we freaked a good deal of them out (as well as the non-con-goers that are always there). Bed followed shortly after – I was staying with just Rikoshi, so that was nice. + +Thursday mostly involved sitting around in the lobby and meeting all sorts of nice people. We met up with and for an attempted breakfast at IHOP, but that failed, so we ended up eating at McDonalts (damnit). More people were met afterwards, including Tsuki, , , , , Endy, Darkwolf, Kevv, , , , , , , Mav, , and I’m sure several others – all scattered throughout the day. Somewhere in there, I bought ten advil for $6. Later on, we went to an all-you-can-eat type Italian restaurant and racked up a $400 bill with 12 furries ([Sim] and a bunch of others came along). When we returned, the registration lines were open, so I went ahead and picked up my badge and such, just to get it out of the way. + +Friday started out bright and early. I got up in time to grab a quick, overpriced breakfast burrito at the hotel restaurant and get into my renaissance garb in time to help Ogg with the Ren Dancing for Fursuiters. I did my best, but I’m really not that good at playing the recorder, so I kinda only really could play along with one song. No one seemed too miffed about it, though it did seem to stress Ogg out. After that, I donned some furry stuff (paws ‘n tail), and wandered around, checking out the dealers room, the art show, and artist’s alley. Since I forgot ALL of my badges at home, I bought one from , which is cute, with big cheekruffs. That night, I met LC and Avon, and eventually played a game of Lupus, a social game about werewolves that was really fun. After that, however, I snuck off to Tsuki’s room for port and other tasty beverages. There, I meat Malkoten, Herefox, Equis, Ozz, Farrel, Roma, and several others whom I can’t remember. By that time, I’d already had a good deal to drink, and everything just kept on coming, so I ended up getting quite tipsy, to the point where, with Rikoshi already in bed, Teal walked me back to my room after I nearly fell asleep on the floor of Tsuki’s room. Sleep and stuff was had. + +Saturday was equally as fun, what with it being my birthday. There was more hanging out at the con, and more people met, but the highlight of the day was probably dinner. Vlad, foxfoxleopard, and went out to Shebele, a local(ish) Ethiopian food where raw and cooked beef, lamb, and grains were had, eaten with something like wet pitas. It was pretty tasty, and not really what I thought it would be like – lots of bitter spices used. Afterwards, we went to Teal and Andreal’s room for mead (the mint was overcarbonated, probably due to the altitude change, and tasted more like a beer; the maple and lemon-lavender were good; the dandelion was weird; and the coffee was good, though I think it would be better without any acid blend. Oh well). Teal got a little tipsy, and we ended up playing Catchphrase for about three hours with ("Raff calls me this all the time.." "ADD?" "Van, you forgot to hit next, the other team just did that..."), ("Toss the pintos.."), and ("Speaking of foxes on beds, three word phrase, places in the bible.." "Sodom and Gommorah!"). After that, there was an attempted trip to Krispy Kreme (closed), wherein the whole ‘leaving tomorrow – oh wait, technically today’ started to sink in. This continued through the night and caused a few problems. + +Sunday was the worst, though, and I ended up emoing out by the game tables, doing my best not to make a complete fool of myself, after a decent IHOP with previously mentioned folk plus and one or two others. I felt okay afterwards, though, and even made it through the airport (with a coffee break) and most of the plane ride home in good shape (I worked on an Usagi Yojimbo character). I didn’t do so well at the airport, or on the rides home, or at home. Even now, I still hate everything and all that jazz. Oh well.. I guess that just means it was an extraordinarily good con, or something. + +Edit: Just got a call from my mom – Hobbes was put down earlier today. Even more joy. I’m gonna not do homework, to celebrate, and take a shower and go to bed instead. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-759.md b/lj-dump/L-759.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bee505ab --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-759.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Mmf. +%date 2006-01-24 14:48:05 + +Still not feeling too good. There's all these questions, like would things be different if I was out there? Or why do I seem to make such trouble for myself, relationship-wise? Or why am I -really- dissatisfied with living in Fort Collins - if my living situation were to change, would that improve? My school? My friends? + +Whatever.. I'm trying not to drama all over, but it's hard when I can't stop thinking about the last weekend; especially some of the people. + +Edit: A suitable distraction helps a great deal.. Now.. I just need to stay distracted. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-76.md b/lj-dump/L-76.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..30b8468d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-76.md @@ -0,0 +1,25 @@ +%title From Ryan. +%date 2004-03-06 16:43:52 + +Test thingie from Ryan! Fill in answers about the person you got this from, then you put the entire thing as a comment. Don't feel obligated to answer this; you can just copy and put on your own livejournal. + +01. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. +02. Am I lovable? +03. How long have you known me? +04. When and how did we first meet? +05. What was your first impression? +06. Do you still think that way about me now? +07. What do you think my weakness is? +08. Do you think I'll ever get married? +09. What makes me happy? +10. What makes me sad? +11. What reminds you of me? +12. If you could give me anything what would it be? +13. How well do you know me? +14. When's the last time you saw me? +15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? +16. Do you think I could kill someone? +17. Describe me in one word. +18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same? +19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen? +20. Are you going to put this on your LJ and see what I say about you? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-760.md b/lj-dump/L-760.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2d0f3e1e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-760.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-24 15:55:45 + +Oops.. guess I didn't have quite enough money for FC. Oh well.. Ryan has yet to give me a check, anyhow. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-761.md b/lj-dump/L-761.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d76bcf47 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-761.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Need me one of these. +%date 2006-01-26 03:20:24 + +http://www.engrish.com/detail.php?imagename=cheerful-fox.jpg&category=Household%20Items&date=2004-07-07 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-762.md b/lj-dump/L-762.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..711ae67a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-762.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Grrf +%date 2006-01-26 05:21:35 + +Why can't I feel better? ;.; + +I thought of taking a sabbatical, but I can't tell if I'm lonely or not.. I don't even know what's wrong. I can't tell if it's because of people that I have around me or those that I don't, or if it's because of stress, or school, or a creative dryspell, or any combination of those.. Kinda makes me feel like a nullified existance would be good for about a week or two - just a little bit of non-being to skip ahead past this crap. + +Emo Ranna :o( \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-763.md b/lj-dump/L-763.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..916a694c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-763.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Voice Post +%date 2006-01-28 21:57:40 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-764.md b/lj-dump/L-764.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e914e0dd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-764.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-29 20:03:11 + + + + + + + +
Poor KittyPoor Kitty
+ Sera got fixed on Friday! No more prr? prr? prr? prr? prr? prr? prr? prr! hrrowl! hrrowl! hrrrwl! prrf...
+ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-765.md b/lj-dump/L-765.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c05b59bf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-765.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title Ranna update. +%date 2006-01-29 23:05:02 + +All I've been doing recently is angsting here, so I figured I'd actually say what's going on. + +School's going okay. My classes aren't as bad as they seemed the first week of school, so that's good, but some of them are still going to be a pain in the butt. The only one I'm really not liking is Low Brass techniques, though I haven't been that often. I just.. don't really dig the idea of sharing a tuba with two other people. My schooling in the US class could be better, but I'm liking it better as time goes on. I just need to remember to pick up the packet of readings x.x First bit of 'field work' starts on Wednesday: the whole MuEd Practicum class is gonna go to FCHS to watch a band rehearsal or something. Should be interesting. Got my songs for studio: Fanny Mendelssohn Hensel - Das Meer erglänzte weit hinaus, Giacomo Carissimi - Vittoria, mio core!, Samuel Barber - Now Have I Fed and Eaten up the Rose from "Three Songs", Lully - Bois Epais, and Jean Sibelius - Svarta Rosor. English, Swedish, German, French, and Italian @.@ + +Work's going to be much better now, though it's a shame that I work the AM shift both Saturday and Sunday. At least I get Monday and Tuesday off. No more shifts with certain supervisors (or, at least, very few). And I still get paid money to work with food. + +Got a few projects in the works, even though I have so little time to work on them. For music, I'm still poking at Der Kübelreiter; I'm thinking of adding a narrator, but I can't decide if I want the narration to be in English or German. Also, still have the Keats Cantata in the works, though I'm still toying with the idea of whether I really want to have it be for chorus and windband, or just chorus and piano. Oh well. Also still toying with the idea of film scores. There are some other, smaller projects, like a few Kafka songs, Sappho's Hymn to Aphrodite for SSAA and brass choir in the original Greek, and a goofy waltz I was planning on singing for studio, but never really got started on. My goal is to be more cognizant of what I'm writing instead of relying so much on what it sounds like in Sibelius. I'd really like to get my stuff performed someday.. + +The project I had in mind for NaNoWriMo is still there, and I'm still planning on writing the story out into a novella or something. It's kinda-sorta semi-autobiographical, which places it somewhere in the gay, modern, nearly-fiction category, with leanings towards Catcher in the Rye style slice-of-life, college life, and music textbook categories :D I'm such a geek.. I still need to straighten up a "Foxes and Milkshakes" and maybe send it off to some publisher of furry smut somewhere, if I can ever stop blushing about it. + +If I ever get back into programming, I've got an idea left over from back when that was my thing. It's something like a Wiki, but not quite. It's a content manager with several parts, including a semi-unique way of organizing files, and of dealing with filetypes. If anyone other than myself remembers, it's like an improved mix of CollMan and DocMan. Hehe.. that was forever ago c.c I don't know if it'll ever come to fruition. + +I'm still fooling around with food. My recent interests are braising and (still) breadmaking. Since I've been back from FC, I've made some whole wheat bread for the house, as well as some braised pork in a white wine and rosemary sauce with potatoes and onions. The latter is particularly good served in little french bread cups :o9 + +I've sorta stalled out on brewing, though not because my interest has faded. Rather, I've run out of carboys to hold mead in progress, and bottles to hold finished mead. Actually.. if I get off my lazy butt and wash some bottles, I should have enough for a batch or two. So far, in the works, I've got: two gallons of prickly pear melomel, one gallon of coffeamel, one gallon of vanilla metheglin, one gallon of sack metheglin, one gallon of spiced cider, and half a gallon of persimmon mead. There's some stuff left in bottles, as well. Once I bottle some stuff, I've got plans for more lemon-lavender-rosemary melometh, as well as some other things I.. uh.. can't remember right now. I also really, really want to get started on beer; I totalled everything up that I'd need: equipment kit plus 5.5 gal. stockpot, recipe kit for honey brown ale, and three cases of bottles come out to about $190 with free shipping. Maybe once I get money straightened out with work. I've got some other ideas for what kinds of beer to brew.. I want to try the juniper rye ale, an IPA with some toasted malt a la Papazian, and a bitter. And a mild :o9 + +Anyway.. er.. I guess that's about it. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-766.md b/lj-dump/L-766.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4b1f8bbe --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-766.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Quick poll.. +%date 2006-01-30 04:21:40 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-767.md b/lj-dump/L-767.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2769275b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-767.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-01-31 06:31:28 + +I'm so tired of Wagner. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-769.md b/lj-dump/L-769.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9b9a7ec1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-769.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Beeah! +%date 2006-02-02 00:42:16 + +My fascination continues! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-77.md b/lj-dump/L-77.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0da7c83a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-77.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title Fromafuzzy. +%date 2004-03-07 19:49:26 + +Test! +
Read more... + +
+Yellow Vibes
Your Energy is Yellow. You are generous, bright,
and expressive. An excellent communicator, you
keep your audience captivated with your
animated storytelling. Sometimes you talk too
much, but when you learn to listen you will be
sought out for your talents to advise. + +The communications field appeals to you as a
profession. Public speaking, writing, radio,
acting or teaching would also be good career
choices. +

What color is your energy?
brought to you by Quizilla \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-770.md b/lj-dump/L-770.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..08872c1e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-770.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Badfoxy +%date 2006-02-04 00:19:26 + +I spent a whole lot of money yesterday c.c + +I also got paid! Hopefully I'll get more next pay period, what with no FC taking money from me. Though the university seems pretty bent on taking a good deal from me c.c Everything adds up on the pay stubs, but it still seems like I should be getting more than I am. Oh well.. what I want most of all is a regular paycheck, which will be starting now-ish. + +I'm also doing my best to get things underway for next fall. I filled out my portion of a merit-based workstudy application and gave it to Dr. Kim. He, however, forgot to fill his part out and just passed it on, so I had to go bug him. The workstudy people aren't too happy with me, still, though it's not my fault! The finance lady for the music department left, so no one knows the job code. They've got three or four apps piled up at the workstudy office because of it. At least it was stamped as recieved, and will still be considered as such. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-771.md b/lj-dump/L-771.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4d534617 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-771.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title *proud* +%date 2006-02-05 05:54:09 + +I calculated the estimated starting gravity on that recipe I made up correctly! + +Hee ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-772.md b/lj-dump/L-772.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..48afe9bd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-772.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title BEH-EH-EH-AH! +%date 2006-02-08 23:26:38 + +I'm a geek c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-773.md b/lj-dump/L-773.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..90db29da --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-773.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-02-09 23:20:08 + +Just recieved 72 bottles in the mail :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-774.md b/lj-dump/L-774.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..73521c70 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-774.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-02-11 23:16:12 + +Omigosh! I got praise at work! A pretty hefty amount, too! And here I thought they only worked on negative reenforcement. + +Also, I racked my beer ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-775.md b/lj-dump/L-775.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c574913e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-775.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-02-12 01:43:05 + +Homemade lauter tun ftw. It'll also help with bottling. + +Also, I found that they sell pre-coiled copper tubing, which would make making a counterflow wort chiller much easier - I wouldn't have to deal with a pipe-bender. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-776.md b/lj-dump/L-776.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..966071f7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-776.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Almost forgot, from work.. +%date 2006-02-13 01:38:48 + +Holy cow! More praise! Better not let this get to my head c.c \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-777.md b/lj-dump/L-777.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..462799ba --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-777.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ooo +%date 2006-02-13 07:13:48 + +http://www.quixotewinery.com/ looks pretty neat.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-778.md b/lj-dump/L-778.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..171cb48e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-778.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Oh jeez.. +%date 2006-02-13 15:52:08 + +
So much BS! +“Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can’t remember how you got from where you were to where you are.” O’Brien’s tendency throughout The Things They Carried is to explore this one particular why of stories. Granted, each story has it’s own why, or maybe several – sometimes even none – but when the writer steps back from his “story-truth,” as O’Brien does in the chapter “Good Form,” he does nothing to clarify why the story is. + +This obfuscation is well worth it in this case, however. By pulling the reader back from the directly told stories of the previous chapters, the story expands from just the twenty-one men in the stories to a wider world and a larger time scale. “Stories are for joining the past to the future,” O’Brien mentions, and in this case, a dreamlike bridge is drawn, as Curt Lemon was, up through the trees of the war and into a present time, where an aging veteran writes for his own particular why. O’Brien does this several times throughout the book, and each time solidifies the true story. + +It isn’t easy for a writer to write to an audience. Without sounding cliché, he must address the reader and hold their interest through a conversation, all while keeping track of the plot. The same problem continuously faces a composer. Through music, he must write a little story woven through the melody, and one portrayed in the instrumentation, another hidden in the harmony; and throughout the whole piece, he must tie them together with one bit “Why?” for the listener to explore. + +When I write, both music and words, these stories are really what I’m thinking about. I don’t think too much about creating a bridge to get from here to there, or to try and remember how I got where I am, just as I’m sure that O’Brien wasn’t thinking of how he could write a novel that somehow spanned twenty-some years of his life, so much as he was thinking about telling the stories in The Things They Carried. + +Perhaps that’s what he carried; the stories. Stories of a man he killed, stories of comrades being lifted to the trees by the sunlight, stories of a grown man and his daughter. Each of these has it’s own why, or several, or none. When he wrote this book, he was getting the reader to help share the burden of these stories, to hump it with him, all the while asking why. + + +
+ +Note how I use big words and a distant writing style with Cummings-like grammar to try to impress - or at least confuse - my professor XD I probably should've started on this a little sooner ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-779.md b/lj-dump/L-779.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d9dcf9d9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-779.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Johari +%date 2006-02-14 18:46:28 + +Johari - View \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-78.md b/lj-dump/L-78.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c2e5a044 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-78.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Kowareta tokei wo shinjite jikan wa dare no mikata? +%date 2004-03-08 00:54:18 + +Mmmnnnghhh. Homework! I actually did all of it this time. IB Lab due tomorrow, as well as a FLCL speech, National Latin Exam, and Math homework test. Nothing much other than that. Drunken dinnerparty saturday night. My dad decided to cook a whole lot of meat. I didn't mind at all :o) Tim Toner won $60 in Shut the Box, and he gave me $20 'for my next date.' Sorry, fuzzy, I used it to buy gas instead c.c Kinda needed to get back to my mom's. Speaking of, she returned from Costa Rica today. I got a shirt that says "Just do it later" a bunch of chocolate, and a wood box. I suppose I'll hear about how she wants to retire there tomorrow. CSAPs next week. Tuesday, wednesday, and thursday, I don't have to get to school until 11, so maybe I could do some stuff. + +Today, I watched Azumanga Daioh eps. 1-2 (downloaded), FLCL ep. 1, and an ep. of Yami no Matsuei. I must inflict Azumanga Daioh on others ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-781.md b/lj-dump/L-781.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..801c0d5f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-781.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Gah! +%date 2006-02-16 00:23:55 + +I'm bad x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-782.md b/lj-dump/L-782.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d5045d56 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-782.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Hmm. +%date 2006-02-19 05:15:33 + +Both of my housemates have posted about it already, each in their own way, so all I'm going to do is show this, and let you figure it out for yourselves. + +You know, it's been fun, but I'm ready to move on from this experience - maybe, if Kevco is willing to waive some fees, I'll start looking for my own place; perhaps I can find an affordable single or studio apartment, as long as it has a kitchen. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-783.md b/lj-dump/L-783.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d5f37ffa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-783.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Stolen from Finland. +%date 2006-02-23 22:38:44 + +Bahahaha! + +As put it, "Horribly not-safe-for-work, so if granny is watching from behind (heh heh) don't show her this, or you better watch your back." + +Watch the movie, reread the warning, and wince. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-784.md b/lj-dump/L-784.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9ff60c9e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-784.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-02-25 05:00:38 + +Alright, here's the thing. + +I have work on Saturdays at 5:30 AM. + +I have always had work at 5:30 AM on Saturdays, ever since I signed up for shifts last semester. + +It was never a one time thing, nor was it on alternating weekends. + +Remember this, and quit assuming I'm free, and can cover you 'cause you want to party until the wee hours on Friday, or that I can work more than 20 hours, or that I can stay out until midnight the night before with furries, or that this is something I can change at will. + +Deal :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-785.md b/lj-dump/L-785.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..49562654 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-785.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-02-25 23:49:05 + +Almost forgot, we had this really awesome countertenor come by and sing for us in choir. It was flippin' amazing :D I wish he'd sang Chichester Psalms for us.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-786.md b/lj-dump/L-786.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4484f990 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-786.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Note. +%date 2006-03-02 21:12:36 + +Current-culture vs. Future-culture and how to cater to both in education. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-787.md b/lj-dump/L-787.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10329205 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-787.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-03-05 06:12:15 + +First batch of all-grain beer. And a distinct lack of Ryan. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-788.md b/lj-dump/L-788.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..e5fe9cfd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-788.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Moof. +%date 2006-03-07 19:04:22 + +So.. things are actually looking pretty good right now. My teachers had everything due a few weeks ago, and so this week is looking to be pretty easy, and next week is spring break, wherein I have no school or work from Friday afternoon until Monday morning. I'm feeling really happy when I'm at school, and okay when I'm at home (for some reason, being in the house really drags me down, but I had the same trouble at my mom's during the spring time). I'm really starting to enjoy the outdoors, but homework and other such things are keeping me inside a lot of the time when it's light out. I think we should have a picnic. Pack up some bread, some cheese, some beer, and some summer salad and go out to city park or campus or somewhere. + +There've been a good number of subtle sorts of changes recently. I'm feeling less and less lonely, but more and more distant from some friends. I feel less of a need for love, as if it just tickles me pink to feel subtler things. Less of a need for affection, but no loss of meaning. Less enjoyment for composing, but not for lack of ideas, so much as lack of time. Less frustration with work, but more responsibility. Humility in knowledge, but selfishness in social interaction. Pride in improvement, acceptance of evaluation from self and others. Less religious, less thought-filled, but no less spiritual. I think I can live with all of this for a while, but I'm fairly sure a change is coming up, possibly over break, possibly over summer, because I think a lot of it has to do with how much free time I have with school and work. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-789.md b/lj-dump/L-789.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fb66ab4a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-789.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-03-08 22:51:08 + +Beef stew, crumbly bread with Chevrie, and barley malt tea (meiji germy). Prr. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-79.md b/lj-dump/L-79.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6db0614f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-79.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Nnghghgheee +%date 2004-03-08 18:53:27 + +After three hours of sleep, I got up feeling pretty good, and that feeling continued through most of the day (excepting, as usual, choir). Did my FLCL speech (or, rather, I bullshitted it), and got pretty good comments on it. Freaked a good number of people out. Then I annoyed Shannon and pestered Ryan in art before heading off to take the National Latin Exam instead of my math homework test. This meant I didn't have to go to Latin, so I dragged Ryan, Shannon, Kiran, and Kory out to lunch at Deli Zone, which was full, and thus, safeway. After school. I went home for a while, then sought out Ryan for Excel Saga, and ended up taking an incredibly strange walk after tea with him. I started melting into the earth in a non-physical manner, as well as projecting outwards and upwards, and I think I kinda freaked him out (well, I definately did when I was projecting outwards and went to bite his neck, whereupon he nearly fell into a pondlet (little pond!)). I also found five wands and two twisty sticks (which I lost). + +Now I'm freaking my mom out with anime and about to take a shower, then bed. Waaaaay tired, still melty ^^ I kinda want to talk to Moondog, though. Curious about Sam stuffs and other things. Maybe later. + +Ryan's perspective \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-790.md b/lj-dump/L-790.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..60181865 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-790.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-03-17 05:45:22 + +That... was a strong... gin and tonic! *wobble* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-791.md b/lj-dump/L-791.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..be3d99f9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-791.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title The story of my childhood 9.9 +%date 2006-03-18 19:35:51 + +
Cut for lameness :DMy brothers towered above me, exchanging glances and smiles I could not interpret. My mother and father lived on an Olympus of subtleties and nuance. I watched them and wondered. I wondered about a lot of things. + +"If you were a tiny man, as big as my thumb," I said to my father, "and you stood inside my mouth, and I closed my mouth, would you suffocate and die?" + +My father stared at me. + +"Jane," he said, "I'm speechless." + +"'I'm speechless' is speech," I said, somewhat mollified by this linguistic triumph. + +I resented the state of childhood wonder. It was insatiable, yet it seemed to me to be no more than a puerile affliction, like baby teeth. My ignorance struck me as a bizarre anomaly, for I felt, with utter certainty, that I was - how can I say this? - that I was sufficient. Evidence to the contrary forced itself on me every hour of every day, but that seemed to me some preposterous misunderstanding. + +- The Evolution of Jane by Cathleen Schine + +EDIT: Not quite sure what a 'fother' is, so I figured 'father' was close enough :oP + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-792.md b/lj-dump/L-792.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..65f80f77 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-792.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Rrf. +%date 2006-03-20 06:52:09 + +I feel so happy right now I almost don't know what to do with myself. + +I guess I'd better finish my homework, since just about everything seems enjoyable now. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-793.md b/lj-dump/L-793.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..685ba188 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-793.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title Huh... +%date 2006-03-21 17:51:30 + +

Get your own spectral analysis from Area 23®
+Edit: Figure I should stick in a real update about stuff, as well. + +Music progress: +Svarta Rosor: 90% +Now have I fed and eaten up the rose: 85% +Vittoria, mio core: 75% +Das meer erglänzte weit hinaus: 52% +Bois Epais: 30% + +Goin' to the Auction: 90% +This little light of mine: 90% +Let me fly: 90% +Ching-a-ring chaw: 90% +Set me as a seal: 85% +Choose something like a star: 85% +Of Crows and Clusters: 85% +Chichester Psalms: 75% +Carmina Burana: 30% + +I need to get back into composing, though at least I'm being a little creative: I've been sketching around a bit, though nothing too great so far. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-794.md b/lj-dump/L-794.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8f2afbb2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-794.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Oof. +%date 2006-03-22 17:11:59 + +Gonna be getting a new computer chair soon. The one I've got now has served me long enough, and now it's gotten to the point that this morning, I was really too sore to move, so I didn't get up in time for class. Gonna be using my exercise ball for a while, just to get my posture straightened out, though I'll have to wait until next week to get it. Hopefully that'll help with the ceaseless back and neck pain :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-795.md b/lj-dump/L-795.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f4c66c39 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-795.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-03-25 11:01:35 + +Bah. + +At least it was fun to do. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-796.md b/lj-dump/L-796.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1c5010c4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-796.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Bahahaha. +%date 2006-03-25 12:24:50 + +MASH PADDLE ARE FOR BEATING WITH. + + + +I like that.. barefoot brewery. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-797.md b/lj-dump/L-797.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fc337737 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-797.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Now pay attention. +%date 2006-03-28 03:35:14 + +
Schedule. + + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-798.md b/lj-dump/L-798.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9cbb6be7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-798.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-03 07:11:56 + +I've been looking for this for a while now :D + +Hehehe. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-799.md b/lj-dump/L-799.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c9ab0416 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-799.md @@ -0,0 +1,218 @@ +%title Kanja log. +%date 2006-04-05 17:50:48 + +
Read more... +
+Kanja nuzzles.
+Ranna kisses whiskers.
+Kanja smiles and twitches whiskers softly.
+Ranna giggles and strokes over your muzzle, "Fawks.
+Kanja nuzzles into your paw a bit and gives your palm a kiss.  "Mmm, viksin." :>
+Ranna awrfs and grins, nestling herself against you and nodding, "That's me.."
+Kanja grins a bit and snuggles you in closely, giving a squeeze.  "Especially the sin part.." ;>
+Somewhere on the muck, Snout has connected.
+Ranna hees and chirps at the squeeze, returning it around your morphic middle.  "Awr.. s'not sinful!  Naughty, maybe ^^"
+Kanja cups you gently in his forelegs, the nice lap he quite likes to provide, squeezing you a little more in his arms.  "Both!" :>
+Ranna snickers and nods a little, nestling into that lap and petting her paws back down over your back and over the second set of 
+    shoulders, "Yeah, I suppose."
+Kanja leans down a little so he can nuzzle at you, kissing your ears a bit while he rubs softly up and down your back in return, 
+    scritching.  "We're not married but we live together!  We're living in siiiiin!" he teases, giggling. :D
+Ranna snickeres and wiggles her ears about at you, arching up a little at the rubs and scritches.  "Hey!  I can be your common-law wife, I 
+    guess..."
+Kanja nuzzles about and kisses here and there at your ears, smiling and pulling you in close against him.  "Mmm, that's true..  My vixen 
+    mate." :9
+Ranna beams and blushes a little, tucking her muzzle up under yours and snuggling close.  "Mmhm.. my foxyminkerwoof mate."
+Kanja nestles his chin overtop your head and presses there, tucking in with you warmly while he tightens his arms around you, just 
+    embracing you firmly.  "Well, then now I really am yours," he murmurs, grinning and blushing warmly at the same time.
+Ranna awwrs and giggles a little, splaying her reddened ears and squeezing you firmly, pressing close against your front and nuzzling into 
+    your fur.
+Kanja rubs his chin overtop your head affectionately, nuzzling a little at your ears here and there while he keeps his hold around you, 
+    forepaws gathering up a little around your hips to helpfully embrace.  "Guess we're not living in sin then.." he teases, giggling. :D
+Ranna chirps as you help gather her up against you, kneading her paws at the small of your back and giggling.  "Well.. 'cept when we're 
+    both boys, or girls.."
+Kanja rrms quietly, kneading his own paws along you likewise, rubbing up to your shoulders a little and squeezing them slowly.  "Ooh, 
+    well, I guess you might have a point there.  Oh well, so we're sinful foxes." ;>
+Ranna snickers and nodnods, "Yeah.. and there's nothing new with that."  She leans up to kiss at the corner of your jaw, rrring quietly at 
+    the rubs to her shoulders.
+Kanja tilts his muzzle down and kisses at your nose and the corner of your mouth, smiling and nuzzling in.  "Never really had a mate 
+    before.." he muses with a soft giggle, blushing along his ears.  He kneads gently but firmly over your shoulders, squeezing along them 
+    contently.  Rrm.
+Ranna perks her ears a little, then splays them and blushes, rubbing her snout to yours and shrugging a little into your kneading paws.  
+    "You haven
+Ranna bites fingers.
+You yerf, "You haven't?  I thought you said you had an ex.."
+Kanja muzzlerubs slowly together while he keeps kneading at your shoulders, squeezing up to the crook of your neck on either side and then 
+    back down again.  "Had a couple.  But that was RL." :>
+Ranna rrawrfs and tilts her head a little at the squeezing, eyes closing a little as she rests against you.  "Ohh.. I've had more online 
+    than RL.." she murmurs, blushing.  "All of my experiences in RL have just proven to me that either myself or others really not mature 
+    enough for the kind of relationship I want."
+Somewhere on the muck, Ivan has connected.
+Ranna squeak.. gotta run real quick!  She'll be back later, though..
+:gah!  Sorries c.c
+Ranna gah!  Sorries c.c
+Kanja cuddles.  He saved the conversation. :>
+:awr :o)  Goodfox.
+Ranna awr :o)  Goodfox.
+Kanja lets his paws drift up again, squeezing at the crook of your
+neck once more and then kind of wandering along the back of it,
+kneading gently at your scruff again.  "I suppose I've had some
+relationships online, but nothing so close as to call a mate.  I guess
+generally I had friends with benefits, hee!  Or maybe I was just a
+slut back then," he chuckles, grinning a little ruefully at himself.
+He nodnods softly and licks your muzzle a moment.  "My second one was
+like that.  We parted amicably and are still friends, but yeah, I
+don't think either of us was ready for that.  First one was pretty
+similar, just not mature enough, especially since we were both rather
+young anyway.  Though we also just simply grew apart, to the point now
+that we haven't really spoken directly in years.  Third one, the last
+one, was an entirely different thing, one of those horror tales people
+tell.  Kept me from being close to anyone again for years."  c.c;
+:'s only got a few minutes, and is in a computer lab, so.. er.. yeah.
+Just so you know.  "I can understand all that.  I.. er.. used to be
+way into the online thing, and rare was the friendship that.. well..
+didn't have benefits.  I suppose I've been drifting away from that,
+though there are still a few friends that I'll let get close to me
+like that.  The sort of.. turning point was with Rikoshi, whom I got
+really close to, but we both sort of realized that an online thing
+wouldn't work out between us, so for about a year, we stayed real
+close, but never quite got into a true.. Relationship, I guess you
+could say - capital R and all.  It started getting rather painful
+nearing the end of last year, so even we've been drifting apart, which
+is for the  best, I suppose.."
+Ranna's only got a few minutes, and is in a computer lab, so.. er..
+yeah.  Just so you know.  "I can understand all that.  I.. er.. used
+to be way into the online thing, and rare was the friendship that..
+well.. didn't have benefits.  I suppose I've been drifting away from
+that, though there are still a few friends that I'll let get close to
+me like that.  The sort of.. turning point was with Rikoshi, whom I
+got really close to, but we both sort of realized that an online thing
+wouldn't work out between us, so for about a year, we stayed real
+close, but never quite got into a true.. Relationship, I guess you
+could say - capital R and all.  It started getting rather painful
+nearing the end of last year, so even we've been drifting apart, which
+is for the  best, I suppose.."
+"I think I do better with online things at the moment just because RL
+just isn't too terribly stable for me - living situation, emotions,
+and.. er.. coming of age, I guess you could say, are all sort of in
+limbo.  The last one, in particular, is sort of up in the air: I'm
+really still trying to figure out how I fit into the workings of the
+world, I guess. c.c
+You yerf, "I think I do better with online things at the moment just
+because RL just isn't too terribly stable for me - living situation,
+emotions, and.. er.. coming of age, I guess you could say, are all
+sort of in limbo.  The last one, in particular, is sort of up in the
+air: I'm really still trying to figure out how I fit into the workings
+of the world, I guess. c.c"
+:ramble.  Was thinking about this for a while.
+Ranna ramble.  Was thinking about this for a while.
+Kanja nuzzles at your ears softly.  "I was really into the online
+thing too, yeah.  It would not be slanderous to say I really WAS an
+online slut for a while, hee.  But that was years ago, like seven,
+eight years maybe when it was at its peak, which coincides with just a
+natural hormone peak of that age, hee. :>  After that I started
+calming down, but even during that time and before then, I would form
+very close and tight friendships.  I still do, that's never changed.
+I'm just less.. er.. hormonally driven these days.  Not that I can't
+be extreme sexual as the urges hit.  c.c;;  I guess to be fair, my RL
+relationships were long distance affairs, done a lot online but
+getting together in person every time we could.  That's part of why
+the first two didn't work out so well, though the second was just,
+yeah, we weren't mature enough, and kinda incompatible.  Glad he and I
+are still friends though."
+Kanja says, "I do better with online myself, in a lot of ways, not
+just relationship.  It's easier for me to talk and open up and really
+be myself online, with the protective barrier of the screen.  I'm a
+lot more closed and shy and maybe even secretive offline.  Defensive,
+I guess would be a good description."
+:rrfs and nods..  She's gotta run again, but she'll save the convo..
+Ranna rrfs and nods..  She's gotta run again, but she'll save the convo..
+"See Kanja cuddles.
+ya soon, love..
+You yerf, "See ya soon, love.."
+Kanja will be here, sweetie. :>
+You yerf, "Sorry about all the interruptions, love.  Class, and all."
+Kanja kisses softly.  "It's okay, sweetie.  I know how it goes." :>
+Ranna kisses back lightly and smiles to you, "Just one more thing to add, to our.. er.. extended conversation.  I'm definitely your vix, 
+    but I don't want to lie or hide anything, so if you ever want to know something, I'll let you know.."
+Kanja wraps his arms and forelegs around you gently, squeezing you in close to him, tightly so.  "And same for you, sweetheart.  You're 
+    welcome to ask me anything you want.  Like I said the other day, it's rare for anything to be too personal.  Especially if I'm gonna 
+    be your fox, even less stuff is too personal." :>
+Kanja ponders.  "I remember reading in your journal your feelings about monogamy and othersuch, hmm."
+Ranna rrfs and nods a little, "Do you remember what it was in reference to?  Two people in the last two years have kinda made me wonder 
+    about things.  The more I.. well.. experience that, the tougher it gets for me - I don't think I could ever be polyamorous x.x"
+Ranna erf.. guesses it's been three years, now.  Oh well.
+Kanja nuzzles at your ears a little bit, and perks his own.  "Hmm, really?  Unless I'm just misremembering one of your friends' journals 
+    you linked to, I could've sworn your entry was about your decision that you're a polyamorous person and that's that.  Hee.  Either 
+    way, hmm.  Maybe I'm thinking of one of your friends, since I read through a lot of stuff you linked to in your journal, that was 
+    links to other journals.  Aaannnyway, it occurred to me as something to mention, since me, I'm not really a poly person myself."
+Ranna splays her ears a little and peeks up at you, "I really tried for a while, there, with Moondog and Rikoshi, but.. I just don't work 
+    that way, I guess.  I get a little jealous, I suppose, 'cause I can only feel that way about one person at a time, really, and it 
+    feels a little strange if I'm with someone who's.. well.. dividing their attention.  I have to admit that sometimes, I do play around 
+    a little online, but I never really let it get to the point where I'm diverting my attention away from the person whom I'm really 
+    devoted to.  But if that's something you don't want me to do, I'm perfectly willing to do that for you, love :o)"
+Kanja oohs and nodnods gently, nuzzling here and there at you and giving a kiss between your eyes.  "Yeah, I get jealous too, and it makes 
+    me very uncomfortable.  It's especially bad RL, but I can get jealous online too.  I'm definitely a monogamous type of person in a 
+    real relationship.  That being said, I'm.. flexible.. I guess would be the word.  What Ranna@FM or Makyo does is not my concern nor 
+    does it bother me, since I'm here with you and that's what's got my focus.  If you want to play around with them, well feel free!  Not 
+    going to hurt my feelings. :>  Though yeah, I'm a little more closed when dealing specifically with the vixen I belong to.  It's a 
+    little different."
+Kanja giggles.  "And flexibly also in that while I don't lean towards polyamory, the idea of sharing something physically intimate with a 
+    third person isn't such an issue with me.  Just not a relationship.  A little tryst isn't polyamory.  It's a threesome." O:>
+Kanja says, "But in that, that's definitely a mutually agreed-upon situation, from all three people, and the third knows it's play, not a 
+    relationship."
+Kanja says, "And not something I would do regularly."
+Kanja rambles.
+Ranna blinks a little and giggles, rubbing her muzzle up under yours and nodding a little.  "When it comes to a relationship in RL, I'm 
+    definitely quite monagamous.  Rrf.. it's quite different dealing with just a little fling versus dealing with my mink.  Or fox'taur, 
+    hee ^^"  She giggles a little and nods, adding on to what you say, "As long as the third person understands about the relationship 
+    already in place."
+Ranna kisses on ramblyfox.  Rawrf ^^
+Ranna has to run to class in a few, just to let you know.  Just walking to class, though so she'll be back when she gets there.
+Kanja smiles and nodnods.  "Yeah, like I said, if the person knows there's a relationship already and this is just play, it's not 
+    polyamory, it's a threesome. ;>  Actually had that experience once, a couple friends who were engaged (they're married now).  We 
+    played around a little and such in threesomes, but with some limits on what I could do with either of them, and with the understanding 
+    afterwards we wouldn't do such anymore.  And I was fine with that, it was a fun experience.  There's still good friends. :>  Hee, but 
+    yeah, anyway, online stuff I'm more relaxed with.  Truth be told I probably wouldn't even be especially bothered with you-Ranna 
+    playing on here, but I'd feel more comfortable if I merely knew you did such and wasn't told more than that, since it'd probably perk up my discomfort and jealousy and I can't help that.  c.c;  Stuff you do elsemu doesn't bother me hearing about, and sometimes it's 
+    kinda hot." :9
+Kanja rrfs, typo.  They're still good friends, he meant to say.
+Ranna will reply when she gets to class.  Shan't be long ^^
+Ranna ahem.  Anyway.  She kisses on your snout and replies, "I'm all yours, foxer.  I really don't even know all that many people here - I 
+    really hadn't been here in a year or so when I decided to connect on a whim and ran into Macy that afternoon :o)  All I really do 
+    elsewhere is talk, for that matter.  On FM, I just hang out in the Nurple and talk with that crowd - s'where I met Roma, after all.  I 
+    don't do much on Taps, either, since all my friends hang out in the Lining, and I'm usually a girl there (as much as some of my 
+    friends hate that), so if I'm with them, I'm a girl in a gay bar :oP"
+Kanja kisses softly at the bridge of your muzzle, nibbling it.  "I'm all yours too, vixen.  Definitely your mate. :>  I know few people 
+    here myself beyond Mac, hee.  I hang around on HLM (Here Lie Monsters) all the time though, as Puck my mouse character and personal-
+    fur, but that's a social muck, all talk.  For that matter I rarely do stuff on Taps, but occasionally I do, yeah.  Truth be told 
+    though, I've done more with you in this short time than I had in the last few /years/.  c.c;;  Not that that's a bad thing! :D  I 
+    loved every minute of it and happy to do more, rrm. :9  But yeah, either way, whether you play elsemu or not, it doesn't bother me." :>
+Ranna purrs quietly and tilts her muzzle up for the kissing, squeezing her arms around your middle and smiling to you, nodding.  "Same 
+    goes for you, too, foxer.  This is definitely a very intimate thing in a very intimate place, but I'm certainly not going to keep you 
+    from doing what you like elsewhere, or even here, if you want.  I don't even mind hearing about it, if you want to - there's a time 
+    and a place for that, whether it's in a teasing, sexy sort of way, or if you really just want to talk about it."  She shrugs it off 
+    and rubs her muzzle up against yours, "Anyhow, I'm really glad to be yours, hon.  It's kinda strange that I spend time looking for 
+    relationships, and just as soon as I stop, I find such a wonderful fur.."
+Kanja smiles and muzzlerubs slowly.  "Doubt I'd do anything with anyone else on here.  No real reason to, but also I like being just your 
+    fox and yours alone."  He giggles and kisses the side of your muzzle.  "Though yeah, sometimes it can be fun to hear about what's been 
+    done elsemu.  Can be pretty hot, not to mention can give a fox some ideas. :9  I'm really glad to call myself your fox, and your mate. 
+     It still feels kinda strange to me, honestly, at the same time.  I mean, like I said, after that.. er.. last thing, I haven't really 
+    bonded or been close for years.  You're actually the first person that I've gone this far with since then.  c.c;  And we're still 
+    getting to know each other and all, so it kinda makes me feel weird, since I have that terrible stuff in the back of my mind and it 
+    colors my perceptions and my worries. :P  Still, I feel good around you and comfortable, and I don't take stuff like this lightly or 
+    enter into it with ease, so yeah, I feel good being yours." :>
+Ranna squeak ^^  Got her all blushed up in class, hee.  "Awr.. I don't ever want to do anything to hurt you, hon - though I know that not 
+    everything can always be good and light - but you're my fox, and I'd do anything for you."  She bumps her nose to yours and sneaks in 
+    a little kiss, "I can't stay too much longer, but I'll be back a little later, okay?"
+Kanja smiles and nibbles at your whiskers lightly, nuzzling.  "I know you don't, hon.  I can feel that.  I just can't help my worries 
+    sometimes.  I'm sure you understand about deep personal scars that you just can't push out of your mind so easily.  c.c;  Makes it 
+    pretty hard for me to full open up anymore, but I'm working through it.  And as we've already said, you're welcome to ask me about 
+    anything you want, especially if I'm being closed (it's a reflex these days ;.;), since asking me is the best way to get me to realize 
+    what I'm doing and open up.  If I'm gonna be your mate, there's nothing too personal."  He smiles softly and noserubs a moment, 
+    touching a warm kiss to your lips in return.  "I'll still be here, love."
+Ranna nods a little presses her nose to yours, "We'll talk more about this later - I've got real specific reasons for not wanting to hurt 
+    you (er.. besides, of course, the fact that I love ya lots ^^).  Right now, I gotta run, so I'll see ya then, honeyfox."
+Ranna curls up against and dozes for a little..
+
+ +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-8.md b/lj-dump/L-8.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..34b411cf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-8.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2002-08-13 19:09:13 + +Heh, I just realized that there's a PHP executeable (which makes sense 9.9), so I can add another type. Also thinking of doing this for other languages. Not like it's hard or anything. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-80.md b/lj-dump/L-80.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4f19993d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-80.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Umf. +%date 2004-03-09 17:35:11 + +Argh. I hate things being in limbo, surprisingly. As it turns out, my mom may or may not be getting laid off next month, which puts a whole lot of things in question. Of greatest impact to me, if she doesn't find a new job right away, my college plans may be altered. I might have to refile FAFSA (Of course, the due date for that at CSU was Mar. 1), get a job, etc. My mom has the money, but it's also her retirement, which means either she can't retire, or I have to help support her as soon as I start making money. In addition to that, we may end up moving to a smaller place as well. + +In other news, today mostly sucked. I have a concert tonight. I shan't be gone long, we're up first, and I don't have to stay after that. Jim and Andrew want to come over for my graduation. I'm not sure how I feel about either. Jim wants to stay at my place, and I'm not sure my mom, much less I, would feel about that. Andrew might also lead to awkwardness if he stayed over, but less so, since he's done it before. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-800.md b/lj-dump/L-800.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2a8de6a3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-800.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Housemabibble. +%date 2006-04-06 17:13:04 + +So.. yeah. + +Ryan just bit me. + +Anyway, looks like things are finally going to be finished up with the house pretty soon. We put everything in boxes today and get everything worth anything put into the garage, then tomorrow, we leave at 8 and don't come back until Tuesday. The owner's putting us up in a Comfort Suites in south FoCo, which is awful nice of him. Trying to talk Kevco into letting us out of our lease early without any major reprocussions, we'll see how that goes, I guess. + +Just to let y'all know. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-801.md b/lj-dump/L-801.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..caeca928 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-801.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title More housery. +%date 2006-04-07 17:56:23 + +So, despite everyone from Shelter Insurance to the guy who's painting the house has tried to dick with us or outright fuck us over, but things are finally getting done. Having talked it over a good deal with my mom, who went through a housefire shortly before I was born, it really sounds like a good portion of it is due to our status as college students. Because, you know, since I'm working to become a productive member of society, I'm clearly just as irresponsible as those who come here to drink. Of course. + +Anyhow, the recent spate of problems has been with the painter nearly refusing to paint our house, the hotel nearly trying to charge me $400 (Shelter refused to pay for it, so the owner's paying out of pocket), and very nearly not finding a place to keep the cat. Despite all of this, there have been a few friendly faces. Barb from Kevco really -is- working with us, despite her awkward position as manager (not even landlord), and has offered to help Ryan get out of the lease at the end of may instead of the end of july (though Shannon and I will have to stay, it looks like); they worked out the hotel rate, too, so that they'll pay, and take it out of the owner's rent payments. Also, at the suggestion of an Alley Cat employee, I found a very nice vet office that is willing to board Sera for $5 a day. + +Hrr. I'm ready to live like a normal person again. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-802.md b/lj-dump/L-802.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..229d1945 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-802.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-08 22:21:34 + +*ventventragerage* + +Drama's the last thing I need right now, please hold it in until Wednesday, when I'm back in my own house. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-803.md b/lj-dump/L-803.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0a0bb003 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-803.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-12 01:13:20 + +Thinking of joining the Peace Corps. + +On an unintentionally related note, I think rootbeer floats might solve the world's problems. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-804.md b/lj-dump/L-804.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0846a02d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-804.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title A Reading. +%date 2006-04-12 20:30:35 + +Three Voices Reading Series + +Thursday 4/13 7:30 PM +The Vault +146 N. College Ave \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-805.md b/lj-dump/L-805.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8ce7fad6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-805.md @@ -0,0 +1,21 @@ +%title Memery. +%date 2006-04-13 22:15:18 + +Yoinked from +Leave a comment and you win: + + 1. I'll respond with something random I like about you. + + 2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. + + 3. I'll name something we should do together. + + 4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me). + + 5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you. + + 6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you. + + 7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you. + + 8. If I do this for you, you must (please) post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-806.md b/lj-dump/L-806.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c0740618 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-806.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-14 15:22:47 + +Thanks to the music department scheduling EVERY academic class in a four hour block from 8 AM until noon, looks like there's a good chance I won't be able to graduate in four years. + +Of course, my parents have said they won't pay for any more than eight semesters of school. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-807.md b/lj-dump/L-807.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..3f0e323a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-807.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Ar. +%date 2006-04-16 17:43:03 + +So.. some people weren't too happy with my looking into the Peace Corps, so let me explain myself further. + +The more I learn about both education and music, the less sure I've become about my choice of majors. There's just too much going on in the world of education and music today that I really don't like, and really seems kind of dangerous in a psychological/job security standpoint. I just don't think I could jump right into that, so I started looking into things I could do instead, or at least to take a break. There were an awful lot of fanciful ideas, but the two that remain after logic intervened were joining the Peace Corps or continuing with school to get my masters, or even further. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages, so what I really need to do is decide what's more important to me. + +Oh well :o/ + +Schools going pretty terribly. + +Also, I've noticed that Serenity makes a few cameos in BSG. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-808.md b/lj-dump/L-808.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0b76522b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-808.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-19 04:57:52 + +Alright. + +Life's thrown me far too many curves this year, and they're all piling up right now, at 11 or so at night, and I'm just ready to give up. I've got no more motivation to deal with all of this - I had one last spurt today and I think that was about it. + +I'm ready for it to be August. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-809.md b/lj-dump/L-809.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8e74a0b3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-809.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-23 21:02:57 + +I just checked. + +It's really weird to see Donnie Darko's mom as the President of the human race. + +Hee. + +Edit: And when Gaius (no more mister nice Gaius) admits to being an instrument of God, he looks like a monkey. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-81.md b/lj-dump/L-81.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a523932b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-81.md @@ -0,0 +1,20 @@ +%title Curses! +%date 2004-03-09 21:21:21 + +Foiled again, by expenses! Whilst talking with Khieto, I learned that PPMP (a con in FL) was during my spring break, so I looked into going. Unfortunately, I found out too late, and the cheapest tickets I could find were $440. Add that to room, registration, and money.. egh. Oh well ^^ + +Edit: +khieto: A concert eh? How did that go? +RannaFox: Pretty good. Didn't feel too.. real, if that makes any sense. +khieto: Didn't feel real? Hmm.... +khieto: Well that's usually surreal but that applies to situations where ... it was either really really amazingly good or bad. +RannaFox: There wasn't any emotion attached to it. It was just kinda rote. Like I wasn't really there. +khieto: Either you are bored or something was on your mind. +RannaFox: I just had a concert two weeks ago, that might've been it. This just didn't feel as big, or something. I even forgot to tell my parents until earlier today. +khieto: Oh. Was this a small concert then? I see now. This is an ego thing. ;) +khieto: "*yawn* Small...concerts. Fine, lets get this over with." +RannaFox: Are you diagnosing me? Tsk. +RannaFox: Ego generally makes me feel guilty. This didn't make me feel anything. +khieto: Well I'm not a professional so I'm just talking out of my rear here. Well let me ask you this......does not feeling anything about this concert....do you think it's a bad thing? +khieto: Okay okay, no more analyzing. I'm no professional. +RannaFox: I guess I've just tried to distance myself for choir for a while there. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-810.md b/lj-dump/L-810.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..63e4709b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-810.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Ready for August. +%date 2006-04-24 19:31:12 + +Physically exhausted, mentally spent, emotionally numb.. + +Smitten and confused. + +S'all good. + +:D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-811.md b/lj-dump/L-811.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cdbb5122 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-811.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Thanks to Miko.. +%date 2006-04-24 21:50:58 + +I can't stop watching. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-812.md b/lj-dump/L-812.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..39ad0a60 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-812.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-26 01:07:46 + + Kittens + + + + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-813.md b/lj-dump/L-813.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8ab56846 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-813.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title So. +%date 2006-04-28 18:23:11 + +Three of my four computers are now dead, including my two year old G4 PowerBook. + +Just keeps on getting better :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-814.md b/lj-dump/L-814.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..2ab9b97c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-814.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-04-29 11:13:31 + +Holy cow. It's 5:10 in the morning and I'm all bouncy. + +Wtf. + +I had a concert until late o'clock last night! + +Well, whatever, I'm sure I'll crash when I get home from work. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-815.md b/lj-dump/L-815.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..55fbe590 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-815.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Huh. +%date 2006-05-02 13:04:43 + +Don't normally remember my dreams... + +I didn't really remember too much about last nights, other than a few snippets, and the premise of one. + +Snippet 1: Was trying to blow up a gasoline truck with a small charage, though the truck was empty, so the explosion, while big sounding, really wasn't that bad or anything, just a hollow, scary boom to scare people who were chasing me. The thing was, it felt so rehearsed, as if I'd done it many, many times before. Same place, same truck, same enemies.. the problem was that the escape route that I 'usually' took was fenced off 'this time' and I was confused. + +Snippet 2: Was reading manga for some reason on a busride through nowhere, and my dad laughed and asked "Is that one of those [...] books?" I don't remember what [...] was, but it was something just.. completely absurd, something only someone in a dream would say. Of course, when I realized this, I woke up to my alarm going off. + +Premise: Post-apocalyptic non-Earth world with only a few bands of people remaining and cities untouched and empty. There were these stylized statues of animals everywhere, and if you broke one by throwing it on the ground with a certain intent, the 'totem' animal or whatever would appear and offer its assistance. Most of these animals were helpful One, who was usually a dog of some sort named Portée would lick at your cheeks and ears if something bad was going to happen. But one, Caiaphas (hahaha) was corrupted and would do everything in its power not to help, though it seemed like it was restricted by a higher force to do only good, so it relied on giving the advice at the wrong time or clumsily tripping the user up. It was a moose, but would sometimes show up as a lion to be threatening. I remember trying to get in contact with someone across the city by kicking a similar statue of Buddha up onto a spire so that they could use it as a landmark. Hmm. Sounds like an anime or something. This may have led to Snippet 2. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-816.md b/lj-dump/L-816.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..280f28a9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-816.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title An interesting experience +%date 2006-05-02 21:40:46 + +So yesterday, a street preacher came and talked on the Plaza for a while - not an uncommon occurance - and as I was passing through, I saw a bunch of folk from the GLBTSS office, so I figured I go ahead and listen for a while. Val was up on the mic talking with the guy about homosexuality and the biological basis for similar things such as gender roles. It didn't take too long before a few of the more.. angry people from GLBTSS to get up and start up a verbal argument with the guy which led to insults flying both ways. Once both sides got fed up with making fun of each other, I figured I'd get up there, to at least change the subject, because honestly, I felt bad for the guy for having to deal with people who seemed quite intent on fighting. + +I started out on the same lines as the people before me - homosexuality - except that I disregarded biological statements and arguments for gender roles and started talking about how homosexuality actually worked within the Christian faith. Our conversation sort of resolved around the topic of the four Loves (eros, philia, storge, and agape) and how each one of those worked into a marriage and we disagreed on how it would fit into a homosexual relationship. He felt that a gay relationship would be based around eros, or philia gone too far, where as I felt that the love of any relationship should be as close to the selfless agape as possible and brought up that I Cor. 13, when taken in the context of a relationship, seems to me like the ideal. He argued that that passage was only about agape - the love of God/Christ for man. In a roundabout way, this led to him telling me that it wasn't necessarily the act of sinning that would send me to hell so much as living in sin - in denial of righteousness - that would, and I pretty much told him that I would gladly go to hell for the love - love being God's greatest gift to man kind - I've experienced in this life. I meant to add that I believed suffering to be, second only to love in my eyes, another wonderful gift, but he went on about hell for a while after I said that, and what it was. + +Anyway after this discussion, he asked me about my friends before me and why they had seemed so hostile towards him, so I offered up something Dr. Carter had said a long time ago - that sometimes a group has to push a little too hard for equality - to go a little too far for their rights before things level out and things are set into a balance; as was the case with women's sufferage and the Vietnam war demonstrations. By now, I'd been on the mic in front of about fifty people for nearly forty-five minutes, and said as much. To my surprise, the preacher asked for a round of applause for me, to which I didn't know how to react. I thanked him and left as quickly as I could. + +Last night, I decided to look up something that was mentioned when I said what I did about hell to find this: "What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world yet forfeits his soul?" I sort of waffled about on this and in the end, I guess I can't help but think how selfish it would be of me to not only deny God's gift of love and the ability to love, but also to expect that love is a means to the end of Heaven. Love is the means -and- the end, and if Heaven is anywhere, it's here on earth, where there are emotions, individuality, and the divine opposites of love and suffering, which have a wild tendency to be one and the same. I guess such an outlook leaves little enough room for hell, but.. well.. I'm not complaining. + +So. I remain agnostic - I'm too caught up in this Heaven of Earth and the God of Love/Suffering within all of us to worry about whether or not I'm following an established doctrine; I'm here for the Life and the Death and, above the rest, the Love of All. Hrrf c.c The preacher was good, though, and nearly had me converting. That wouldn't mesh with a good portion of who I am, though, and I now realize just how much. No matter what I agree with in the Bible or the Qur'an or any text, sect, or organized religion, I just can't stop being myself and having my individual faith of my own kind. To do so would be to wear a mask for the rest of my life. To do so would be to forfeit my soul. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-817.md b/lj-dump/L-817.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8ce8c11d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-817.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title :o9 +%date 2006-05-06 23:08:19 + +5 parts Gin +3 parts Cointreau +1 part Dry Vermouth +1 part Bitters +Twist of Orange peel + +Sounds good. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-818.md b/lj-dump/L-818.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..54ba75db --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-818.md @@ -0,0 +1,14 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-05-16 04:32:34 + +So Kevco installed a fan in the bathroom that turns on whenever you turn the light on. + +It's loud. + +Very loud. + +Loud enough that I've populated the bathroom with candles so that I don't have that high-pitched roar grating at my ears whenever it's dark outside. + +On the upside, showering in candle-light's kinda neat. + +Goals for the summer: two paintings (i will wade out and Dancing Fox), two batiks (The Green Man and Fetah), a carving, two small songs (one instrumental, one choral), and complete one large work (Cummings, Keats, or Bucketrider). I will not be strictly a consumer. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-819.md b/lj-dump/L-819.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..52d8cd20 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-819.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-05-17 02:52:26 + +New number, for those who need to know: +303-907-8068 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-82.md b/lj-dump/L-82.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7211d8ee --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-82.md @@ -0,0 +1,12 @@ +%title Wah..? +%date 2004-03-10 15:01:11 + +So much happened! Start with after I went to bed last night. + +Whilst doing farreiki on an unnamed entity, I got stuck on position 4 of the head (head cradle) for about fifteen minutes and ended up unintentionally taking the problem into myself, which I quickly dispelled most of (left a bit of a migraine) by just letting it flow through and out of me. After that I spasmed for a while in bed, tensing up uncontrollably and writhing about in general goodness before that feeling left. Afterwards, I read some Sins of Jesus and went to bed, getting a whopping four hours of sleep. + +This morning, I had an awful time waking up, but I eventually did it, making it to Shannon's on time to get everyone picked up for the BREAKFAST OF DOOM, whereupon we all ate ourselves sick and I spent money. We wandered around for a bit before ending up sprawled in a fire-escape at FHS with Shannon in my lap, me in Ryan's lap, and Andrew in Kiran's lap. Andrew ditched to go shooting with Ryan and Kiran, while I went to bomb a history test. That's when things started getting really weird. I had a percoset relapse (whether that's what it was or not, it felt oddly similar to the real thing: an incurable itch buried beneath my skin, to the point where I can't actually scratch it) near the end of the period, and then in choir I imploded from empathy - so many emotions from others that I had no room for my own. Then, horns grew from my chest and head, and wings from my back; a giant fox escaped, left, and exploded into a thousand birds over Viele. Mind you, none of this really happened, but I sure felt strange. During latin, I exploded from empathy in a patchwork swirl of colors while Starin et al. stared on as I banged my head against the desk. Ms. Gibert didn't notice. I yelled for help inaudibly and searched out white points of light in the black silhouette of Boulder. I yelled at Ryan and searched for Moondog. + +Afterwards, I figured out how to regain control (mostly) and just in time for the bell to ring. I got a small mocha at Cafe Sole, got eaten by small greenish crystals on a table while supposed psychics did fairy readings from a kids book, and here I am, about to take a shower and get ready for Great Works rehearsal, and then group, whereupon I shall request to Reiki Moondog (again) during the speakers board on gay marriage. Hopefully I don't ex-/im-plode again ^^ + +Help me.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-820.md b/lj-dump/L-820.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6e695824 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-820.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-05-20 06:42:24 + +Fasting. + +Didn't prep enough for a water fast, so I got some juice today. + +Green Machine is my savior. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-821.md b/lj-dump/L-821.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ba77fe6d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-821.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-05-26 02:46:14 + +PAAAAACT! + +Ryan and I are gonna learn two languages each, one easy and one hard. He chose French and Japanese, I chose Swedish and Finnish. Another thing to add to the summer ^^ Should be fun, though. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-823.md b/lj-dump/L-823.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..52ab4f3b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-823.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title 'Cause I'm a dork... +%date 2006-05-28 09:03:17 + +I fleshed out and typed up a full-deck tarot spread for those interested :oP \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-824.md b/lj-dump/L-824.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..466f24c3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-824.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-05-29 20:52:06 + +http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2426875888982457266&q=eddie+izzard \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-825.md b/lj-dump/L-825.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..db4f6b05 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-825.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-05-29 21:05:54 + +OMG teh flu arrrggh. + +-.- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-826.md b/lj-dump/L-826.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aafe1634 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-826.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title På svenska? +%date 2006-06-01 03:45:30 + +The Swedish goes slowly, but I haven't had the time, energy, or focus to put into it lately. That'll change after this shortweek of work, though. + +Got my XP box back up, and my PowerBook back. Slowly getting back to normal. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-827.md b/lj-dump/L-827.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ef7be0ac --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-827.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Woo, BS'd another paper x.x +%date 2006-06-01 16:23:12 + +
SomuchBS + +
+ Literacy can be difficult to make visible in a subject such as music. I will do my best to include it at every opportunity that I can. However, I believe that music is a language in its own right, and that making sure my students are musically literate should be my goal. + + Including English literacy in a music class can be difficult to accomplish. Most of the time is spent on rehearsal and warm-ups, if not concert preparation. Still, a teacher might ask for concert reports for required events, which they can grade for errors instead of just attendance. Also, my own choir director offered voluntary research projects on several of the composers and lyricists of songs that we worked on, requiring research time in both the library and on the Web, as well as a short, written document to be read in front of the class. While these are quite possible, and applicable to the class, I believe that the real literacy lies in music itself. + + Music is a language on its own. As such, time must be spent in a music class on making sure that kids are actually reading music to the level that the class demands, and, in some classes, even writing music. My choir teacher would accomplish this by ad hoc ‘chord quizzes’, informal pop quizzes held on one or two chords in the piece we were working on. While these were not graded, it did give him an idea of how well the class was doing when it came to musical literacy. I believe that this goes to show how a student reads the language of music in the same way a spelling quiz shows how well a student grasps their spoken and written language. E. E. Cummings wrote, “all which isn’t singing is merely talking,” I believe that this is particularly applicable in a music class, where time not spent on music is time spent ‘merely talking,’ something which is not the focus of the class. + + In short, I think that, while English literacy may play some part in a music class, I firmly believe that music should be the primary literary focus. With so many similarities to a spoken or written language, the same basic building blocks should be considered when dealing with music as when dealing with English. In addition, I think that the cracks and hiding places should be focused on even more, as it’s easy for a student to hide in such a large group. Musical literacy must not be ignored. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-828.md b/lj-dump/L-828.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..96942b29 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-828.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-06-01 19:25:45 + +What. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-829.md b/lj-dump/L-829.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8ce80658 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-829.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-06-01 21:54:27 + +Jag fann http://svenska.yle.fi i dag. Hallåmannen verkade mycket betryckt. + +What the hell's up with 'finna'? Can't figure it out. Also, I don't know how to indicate that the announcer was female. Oops. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-83.md b/lj-dump/L-83.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..addee7f8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-83.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Nng ^^ +%date 2004-03-10 22:24:27 + +My neck hurts a little, but I suppose Moondog's does too. Feeling much better now, just a little.. energetically queasy every now and then (occasionally I'll lag behind myself, a dissociative effect I haven't felt since nutmeg *shudder*) I guess having rehearsal run an HOUR AND A HALF LONGER THAN I THOUGHT was a good way to ground myself, as well as having a very good group, and then hot chocolate afterwards with Samir (notSamnotSamnotSam..), Andrew, ...oh dear, I've forgotten his name, but he's quite nice!, and Moondog. I'll get yelled at about coming home late tomorrow ^^ Or maybe I won't. Great works! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-830.md b/lj-dump/L-830.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..dfe0124b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-830.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-06-03 20:35:02 + +So, it's kinda gross, but I coughed so hard I made myself sick this morning. However, I only say that, 'cause I think it was the last bit of catharsis needed to work this crap out of my system. Right now, I feel good, if under-rested and thoroughly catted, what with playing with Splash last night and brushing Sera today. She thought I was playing, so I had to scruff her for most of it, but it seemed like I brushed half the cat away. So soft now ^^ Anyway, just worked from 5AM to 2PM, so that's cash towards bills. Huzzah for paying stuff off. + +I'd write more, but I'm so delightfully lazy. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-831.md b/lj-dump/L-831.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aafbe5f6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-831.md @@ -0,0 +1,5 @@ +%title Tokig! +%date 2006-06-04 03:05:34 + +http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3867385205736956903 +http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7132290782192397534 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-832.md b/lj-dump/L-832.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..0b2fb063 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-832.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Moof. +%date 2006-06-05 21:26:00 + +Back to my old phone number after a free upgrade. + +For those of you who don't know, 303-818-5943 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-833.md b/lj-dump/L-833.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ccb42c97 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-833.md @@ -0,0 +1,24 @@ +%title For Dach. +%date 2006-06-09 20:15:01 + +From Joy of Cooking '75, modified slightly + +Quick (Cocoa) Banana Bread +Two 8.5"x4.5" loaves +Preheat oven to 350° F. +Sift together: +3½ cups all purpose flour +4 teaspoons double-acting baking powder +1 teaspoon salt +2 tablespoons unsweetened powdered cocoa +Blend until creamy: +2/3 cup shortening +1 1/3 cups sugar +Beat in: +4 beaten eggs +2 cups ripe banana pulp (about one bunch of 5 or 6 bananas) +Add the sifted ingredients in about 3 parts to the sugar mixture. Beat the batter after each addition until smooth. +Fold in (optional): +(½ cup broken nutmeats) +(¼ cup chopped dried apricots) +Place the batter in greased bread pans. Bake the bread about 1 hour or until done. Cool before slicing. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-834.md b/lj-dump/L-834.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b9b155c2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-834.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Jag känner bot! +%date 2006-06-13 02:21:54 + +I feel the need to pass this on from : + +Bot Anna. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-835.md b/lj-dump/L-835.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..20961b78 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-835.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Stolen from Roma +%date 2006-06-15 00:40:45 + +Omigosh so cool! Ilona Mitrecey - Un Monde Parfait \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-836.md b/lj-dump/L-836.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f3129e2a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-836.md @@ -0,0 +1,34 @@ +%title Sneef.. +%date 2006-06-18 05:41:52 + +For all you programming folk out there, I've got a problem... + +
As follows +As part of a much larger project that I have in mind, I'm working on a bit of code now to manage a graph of links in a website that has the potential to grow quite large. I started out doing everything in a relational database, but it soon became clear that my ideas of managing links (edges) between pages (vertices), as well as pages grouped by topic (collections), wasn't going to work with any reasonable amount of speed if I kept everything in the database: I would be making far too many queries to the database if the site grew larger than a few pages. + +So I decided to create something new to manage these links. Instead of storing information about how documents are connected in the RDBM itself, which would either make the amount of queries to the database with each pageview depend on how many links were pointing towards, away from, and between that page as well as how many collections it belonged to or increasing the amount of code needed to extrapolate the results from the database, I decided to create a separate backend to the whole thing. What I've started work on is what I guess one could call a RGM: relational graph manager. + +The idea started out quite nice, really: I would have a circularly linked list each of vertices, edges, and collections. Each vertex instance would have a circularly linked list of both the edges pointing towards and away from that vertex, as well as a list of collections to which that vertex belongs. Each edge instance would have pointers both to the vertex it originated from as well as the vertex it was pointing to, along with a boolean variable declaring whether it was directed or not. Each collection instance would simply have list of pointers to vertices that belonged to it. No structure would be duplicated - everything would work on pointers. It was all so clean. No one would be searching for what was in a node with this program, since none of the actual data is stored with it, and since it would be accessed by the larger backend program, it wouldn't have to worry about whether or not the node existed - it would be kept up to date with all vertices, edges, and collections created or destroyed. + +Until I realized that, if the site started to get fairly popular, I'd take up all the memory on the machine with my instance after instance of vertices, edges, and collections. Well, shit. + +I started having all sorts of doubts about the worthiness of this program then: +A) I'm reinventing the wheel. I checked SourceForge, but.. +B) I'm going about this the hard way. +C) Speed's not that big of a deal unless this gets huge, in which case, see D. +D) I'm having delusions of grandeur. + +I'm not going to drop it just yet, though - what I'm asking about is whether or not it would be possible, easy enough, efficient resource-wise, and just plain worth it to try to store part of the graph after a certain size to the disk. One way to do this would be to add a 'weight' property to each structure - a simple integer that would be incremented every pageview (or x number of pageviews)* - and just store a certain number, percentage of the total, or size in memory amount of instances - or even just the edges - in the graph in memory and store the rest to the disk. The portion in memory could even be designated dynamically - each page view could load the adjacent nodes and edges into memory anticipating that a user would click a link away from that vertex.** + +A simple way to do this would be to make it a server type thing and give each graph a directory. In that directory, each vertex could get a file named after its ID (an integer) in a simple to read format containing its label (if I even need that in there), the edges-in and edges-out, as well as all of the collections to which it belongs. + +I'm wary that doing this would slow the program down a good deal - all that opening and reading and parsing and whatnot. More than that, though, I'm disappointed that the graph loses visability and connectedness, of a sort. Sure, with the careful programming I had in mind, the graph wouldn't change at all, but, well.. I guess I'm just disappointed that it can't be worked out better. Anyone have any opinions on this? I know I'm being kinda strange about it, but I thought it was Pretty Smart© and the possible need for change is a little depressing :o) + +Oh well, just let me know what you think. + +Edit: Figured out how to work it in a RDBM, though pride makes me loathe to implement it that way. + +* Ooh, or, you know what, I could keep a private record of which page was most popular, and make each instance's weight a percentage of that most popular page's weight *scribble* Whatever. +** This, of course, requires that I figure out how to know when to clear out this loaded stuff. Maybe have some maximum value of instances loaded at a time.. + +
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Look! I'm pretentious!A'ight, so I did some thinking (with the help of Aleister) about this past year and the next year or so when it comes to living situations. I'll be blatantly honest and say that I know that there's been some tension between me and housemates at various times, but moreso recently. We've all sort of skirted the issue - almost pretending it doesn't exist, and I don't necessarily think that's such a bad thing, 'cause it keeps us all fairly sane for the short time left we're living together. However, I do feel the need to sort of.. explain myself and what's been going on in my mind. The Sun + + It's not you, it's me. Haha. + +No, really. Anything I say in here is about me, unless I specifically mention someone by name. + +
+ + That was tacky. + +I've changed a good deal over the past year. I came into this whole living arrangement in a much more positive situation than I'm in now. Back then, I had a much higher opinoin of myself without becoming selfish; I thought a lot about my actions without becoming a shut-in; I spoke up when it was tactful; I managed, calculated, internalized and just generally thought things through. Fortune, Art, The Empress + +Thirteen months later, I feel like I'm nearly in shambles. My interests flit from topic to topic, I can barely manage to bring myself to do anything off the computer, my willingness to be educated has been drained from me, and all of my attempts at creation have been thwarted by intense feelings of dissatisfaction in my education in that area (perhaps this is why I'm getting farther on Warren than I ever got on music or visual arts). I feel exactly the opposite of how I felt, for lack of anything clearer. + +Much of this, I feel, is going to lead to self sacrifice out of selfishness instead of any desire to be generous and an over-indulgence in little things that almost make me happy, with a strong indication of vanity and internal self-praise on the horizon. I already feel that purple-off-green bubble of self-importance swelling to encompass various parts of my personality. 10 of Wands, 9 of cups + + I bet you think this is going to make sure people don't take offense to you. + +See, the problem with me, is that I think I see a difference between this past-me and the present-me. I think I somehow dealt with things differently then than I do now, and that, for some reason, the younger me was better than the older one. The real difference between then and now is the experiences I've had and the memories I've gained. + +This dispassionate me, with my mask of righteousness, can't possibly blend with the biting wit and individualism of Shannon, or the just and properly-destined sense of spirituality of Ryan. Not without being more flexible; not without the elasticity of mind needed to deal with such opposites - because, as much as you guys are similar, you're hardly the same - in one house for fourteen months. Princess of Wands, Queen of Disks, Prince of Cups, Prince of Wands + +No, as much as I seem to be on some sort of self-sacrificial road to homelessness (transientia, if you will ^^) with my lack of effort, will to put forth the same, courage, and confidence in the same, I still gots a buttload of growing and learning to do, trite as it sounds. I'm just not ready for living with two people of such deliciously counterpoint rhythms of life. I need less and more. Less at once, more time to incorporate this whole concept of, you know, other people into myself. Not just other people, but other people every day of my life, living not fifteen feet from me, sharing food, space, and responsibility. + + What's this, a beacon, so that other people's pity may find you? I'd sneer, if I wasn't you. + +While I think that, perhaps, I could live with either Ryan or Shannon alone, I don't know that know that I could do so happily for all three of us. I've opted to live with someone else, and opted for that a good while ago, in order to be decisive and self-seeking for the betterment of all; sometimes one has to serve himself so that one does not get stabby, so that maybe, with time, they can learn to deal with these things properly so that other people aren't such a challenge, thus letting him, you know, properly interact, instead of fucking around in their own little universe, like I've been doing (and doing quite well) for the past 20 years. + + A final note? Boy, you really are scared this'll be taken the wrong way. + +Basically, what I'm saying is that I'm sneaking out of this house-thing not because I can't stand either Ryan or Shannon, but because I really can't stand myself. + + Ain't that the truth.. + +For reference... + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
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✓ I miss somebody right now.✓ I don't watch much TV these days.✓ I own lots of books.
× I wear glasses or contact lenses. × I love to play video games.✓ I've tried marijuana.  (Eaten and smoked)
✓ I've watched porn movies. × I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.  (I... don't know o.o)✓ I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
✓ I curse sometimes.✓ I have changed a lot mentally over the last year. × I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.
it goes on...* * * * * ++++ + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + + +
✓ I have broken someone's bones.  (Preschool)✓ I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal. × I hate the rain.
✓ I'm paranoid at times. × I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.✓ I need/want money right now.
✓ I love sushi. × I talk really, really fast. × I have fresh breath in the morning.
✓ I have long hair.  (Not for much longer.) × I have lost money in Las Vegas. × I have at least one sibling.
× I was born in a country outside of the U.S. × I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past. × I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
✓ I like the way that I look.✓ I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months. × I am usually pessimistic.
✓ I have a lot of mood swings.✓ I think prostitution should be legalized. × I slept with a roommate.
✓ I have a hidden talent. × I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.✓ I have a lot of friends.
✓ I have pecked someone of the same sex.✓ I enjoy talking on the phone.   (A reasonable amount.)✓ I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.  (Scrubs FTW)
✓ I love to shop and/or window shop.✓ I'm obsessed with my Xanga or Livejournal.  (Obsessed in that I check it often.) × I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.
✓ I have a mobile phone. × I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.✓ I've rejected someone before.
✓ I currently like/love someone.✓ I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.✓ I want to have children in the future.  (c.c)
✓ I have changed a diaper before. × I've called the cops on a friend before. × I'm not allergic to anything.
✓ I have a lot to learn.✓ I am shy around the opposite sex. × I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.
× I have at least 5 away messages saved.✓ I have tried alcohol or drugs before.  (c.c;)✓ I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.
× I own the "South Park" movie.✓ I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal.✓ I enjoy some country music.  (Some of the Ditty Bops come close..)
✓ I would die for my best friends.  (But I'd sooner live for them.) × I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist. × I have used my sexuality to advance my career.
× I think Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.✓ I have dated a close friend's ex.  (I think..?)✓ I am happy at this moment.
× I'm obsessed with guys. × Democrat. × Republican.
✓ I don't even know what I am. × I am punk rockish. × I go for older guys/girls, not younger.  (While this seems to happen, I don't think I really choose to.)
× I study for tests most of the time. × I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met. × I can work on a car.
✓ I love my job(s).  (Well, like.) × I am comfortable with who I am right now.  (Less so now than ever) × I have more than just my ears pierced.
× I walk barefoot wherever I can. × I have jumped off a bridge. × I love sea turtles.
× I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup. × I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.✓ I am proficient on a musical instrument.
× I hate office jobs. × I went to college out of state. × I am adopted.
× I am a pyro. × I have thrown up from crying too much.✓ I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.
× I fall for the worst people. × I adore bright colours. × I usually like covers better than originals.
× I hate chain theme restaurants like Applebees and TGIFridays.✓ I can pick up things with my toes. × I can't whistle.
✓ I have ridden/owned a horse.✓ I still have every journal I've ever written in.  (Which shall be burned one of these days.) × I talk in my sleep.
× I've often thought that I was born in the wrong century.✓ I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions. × I wear a toe ring.
× I have a tattoo.✓ I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with. × I am a caffeine junkie.
✓ I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I'm not ashamed at all.  (Not ashamed, but hardly vocal.) × If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder. × I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.
✓ I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.  (Or two..)✓ I'm an artist. × I am ambidextrous.
✓ I sleep with so many stuffed animals, I can hardly fit on my bed.  (Tide of foxes, hehe.) × If it weren't for having to see other people naked, I'd live in a nudist colony. × I have terrible teeth.  (I thought I did, but then I saw my co-worker's.)
× I hate my toes.✓ I did this meme even though I wasn't tagged by the person who took it before me.✓ I have more friends on the internet than in real life.
× I have lived in either three different states or countries.✓ I am extremely flexible. × I love hugs more than kisses.  (They're both awesome.)
× I want to own my own business. × I smoke.✓ I spend way too much time on the computer than on anything else.
× Nobody has ever said I'm normal. × Sad movies, games, and the like can cause a trickle of tears every now and then. × I am proficient in the use of many types of firearms and combat weapons.
✓ I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.✓ I don't like it when people are unpleased or seem unpleased with me.✓ I have been described as a dreamer or likely to have my head up in the clouds.
× I have played strip poker with someone else before. × I have had emotional problems for which I have sought professional help. × I believe in ghosts and the paranormal.  (Agnostic. Except.. you know.. with ghosts.)
× I can't stand being alone.✓ I have at least one obsession at any given time. × I weigh myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.  (What the butt..)
✓ I consistently spend way too much money on obsessions-of-the-moment.  (:D)✓ I'm a judgmental asshole.  (:D)✓ I'm a HUGE drama-queen.  (:D)
✓ I have travelled on more than one continent.✓ I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.  (c.c;;) × I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.
× I am a Libertarian.✓ I can speak more than one language.  (Poorly) × I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.
✓ I would rather read than watch TV. × I like reading fact more than fiction.✓ I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.
× I have no piercings.✓ I have spent the night in a train station or other public place. × I have been so upset over my physical gender that I cried.
× I once spent Christmas completely alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night. × There have been times when I have wondered "Why was I born?" and may/may not have cried over it. × I like most animals better than most people.  (They're all way cool.)
× I own a collection of retro games consoles. × The thought of physical exercise makes me shiver. × I have hit someone with a dead fish.
× I am compulsively honest. × I was born with a congenital birth defect that has never been repaired. × I have danced topless in front of dozens of complete strangers.
✓ I have gone from wishing I was a girl to revelling in being a boy to feeling like a girl again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual sex.✓ I am unashamedly bisexual, and have different motivations for my desires for different genders.✓ I sometimes won't sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.
× I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on. × I dislike milk. × I obsessively wash my hands.
× I always carry something significant around with me. × Sometimes I'd rather wear a wig in day-to-day life than use my own hair.✓ I've pushed myself to become more self-aware and thereby more aware of others.  (Maybe..?)
× Even though I live on my own I still cry sometimes because I miss my mother. × I hand wrote all the HTML tags in this document.✓ I've liked something which a majority of people claimed was either bad or weird.
× I have been clinically dead for a brief period of time. × Instead of feeling sympathy/empathy with people and their problems, I simply become annoyed. × I participate/have participated in auto drag races and won.
× I do not 'get' most comedy acts.✓ I don't think strippers are money-greedy or slutty for dancing.✓ I don't like to chew gum.  (Makes my gums itch.)
× I am obsessed with history/historical things and can't wait for someone to build a time machine so I can be the first to use it. × I can never remember for the life of me where I parked the car.✓ I had the TEEN ANGST thing going for at least 2-3 years.  (Biological, I think.)
✓ I wish people would be more empathic and honest with each other.  (Surewhynot.) × I play Dungeons and Dragons weekly.✓ I love to sing.
✓ I want to live in my mother's basement when I grow up.  (OMG it's so awesome! Mom's got a neat house.) × I have a custom-built computer.✓ I want to create a certain someone's babies, even though there's a 0% possiblity of ever achieving it.  (Heh. Heh. c.c;)
✓ I would be in a relationship with one of my pets if they were human.  (What? I think Hank would be cute ^^) × I've gone skinny-dipping. × I've performed in three plays.
✓ I enjoy burritos. × I'm Irish and loving it. × I have a thing for redheads.
× I am a twin!✓ Most of the times, I'd rather do something intellectual instead of doing something generically 'fun'. × Once I set out to finish something, I always stay at it until it is completed before I move on to something else.
× I wish there were a way to erase past mistakes.  (Rather live with 'em.) × I sleep more than 12 hours a day. × I wish I could be prouder of what I've accomplished, but it's never enough.
× I need more time to myself. × I wish I was more open-minded. × I hope that I go really prematurely grey.
✓ I download songs from the internet. × I've just reenacted chapter 58 of Death Note with my best friend.✓ I say random things to freak people out.  (Well.. not to freak them out, but that happens sometimes.)
× I'm still a little mad about the ending of Death Note. × I love playing Truth or Dare.✓ I love listening to slow music, but I hate singing to it.  (Except Amarilli :3)
✓ Music helps me remember that I am not alone.  (Among other things.) × Playing my favorite sport makes me temporarily forget my problems.✓ I think this survey is particularly long.
× I prefer my LJ friends to my real-life ones.✓ I can only hate someone that I love. × I've ordered an extra two shots of espresso to an Americano at Starbucks.
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omgpictures. +Emo: + + + + +Dork: + + +
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Cut, 'cause the hotness is just too much. + + +
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You scored as XIX: The Sun. This is the happiest card in the deck. It is full of joy and optimism, everything is right with the world. We are as innocent children playing in the fields without care. The Sun brings success, well-being and happiness in all spheres - material, emotional, spiritual -wherever our desires lay.When this card appears in a Tarot spread it indicates success, joy and happiness. Obstacles will be overcome, goals achieved.When badly aspected, it can indicate a stagnation through over-indulgence, too much of a good thing.

XIX: The Sun

88%

III - The Empress

81%

XIII: Death

81%

XI: Justice

75%

VI: The Lovers

69%

0 - The Fool

69%

II - The High Priestess

63%

I - Magician

63%

VIII - Strength

63%

XVI: The Tower

50%

IV - The Emperor

38%

X - Wheel of Fortune

19%

XV: The Devil

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Which Major Arcana Tarot Card Are You?
created with QuizFarm.com \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-849.md b/lj-dump/L-849.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fdbf461b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-849.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title The Korean arrived. +%date 2006-07-28 05:20:06 + +Gonna be a tough 20 days :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-85.md b/lj-dump/L-85.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1e0b4aaf --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-85.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Do. +%date 2004-03-11 15:49:20 + +I've created a community, , upon 's suggestion, for LJ people deemed appropriate. If you think you are, then go ahead and message me to let you in - I won't add anyone without their permission. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-850.md b/lj-dump/L-850.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6861ea2c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-850.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-08-04 05:07:12 + +Someone make this year end now. + +And while you're at it, find my cat. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-851.md b/lj-dump/L-851.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b1d30df2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-851.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-08-04 06:20:11 + +Kudos to.. I think.. the occupants of #104 who heard Sera meowing outside the door to the complex. Boo on cats for being kinda stupid, and, at the same time, smart enough to stay around the complex. And boo especially on me for being so goddamn selfish. Many apologies go out to those I snapped at ;.; \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-852.md b/lj-dump/L-852.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d4f1a316 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-852.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-08-04 09:25:59 + +
Goodness, foxes are creepy. + + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-853.md b/lj-dump/L-853.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a837a353 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-853.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-08-10 20:22:13 + +R&S, last mo. bills $50 each. Whenever. I'll be out of town until the 19th, though, as of tomorrow. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-854.md b/lj-dump/L-854.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..fd29d83f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-854.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title Twinkle, twinkle, little bat... +%date 2006-08-21 21:08:14 + +Back from Texas. Crazy rain down in Denver. + +First day of classes again, gonna be a little more laid back this semester, though still expensive on the books. Gives me a chance to work and study for UDQEs. + +Also, should be starting my new job shortly. I get to work a good deal more than I thought I would, so I'll likely be turning down the promotion at the dining hall. Working with so much choir music is like a dream for me :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-855.md b/lj-dump/L-855.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..decfc2c2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-855.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-08-25 04:22:27 + +Dude.. bonus. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-856.md b/lj-dump/L-856.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..70cb77e5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-856.md @@ -0,0 +1,7 @@ +%title Dear Sera, +%date 2006-08-30 18:45:14 + +I understand you're under a lot of stress, and I understand that I've been cutting down on your food intake because, honestly, you're fat. Despite all this, PLEASE STOP CHEWING ON MY ELECTRICAL CORDS. + +Yerf, +     Ranna \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-857.md b/lj-dump/L-857.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..03819ce6 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-857.md @@ -0,0 +1,18 @@ +%title Catering - of sort.. +%date 2006-09-03 04:30:04 + +The opportunity to help cater an event - specifically, the benefit concert for my choir - has fallen upon a few friends and I, and I eagerly snatched it up :o) Details aside, here's what I'm planning on making. Despite my heritage lacking in that area, I decided to include a few greek recipes, simply because they're delicious. + +
Recipes Recipes +Sweet +Coffee Bread +Cocoa-Banana Bread +(Both served in individually wrapped slices) +Macaroon Jam Tarts (Chantillies) +Various cookies - provided by others +Savory +Cheese Bread +Spanikopeta +Dolmadas + +
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My Furry Code
+ +FCFp3admw A C- D H+++ M++++ P+++ R+ T W* Z Sm+ RLET/M/S/U a- cblmn+++ !d e- f+++ h* i+++ j+ p++ sm+ +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-860.md b/lj-dump/L-860.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..101a394b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-860.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-11 19:29:15 + +[æ̃] is a fabulous vowel to end a song on :D \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-861.md b/lj-dump/L-861.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..33f48dd8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-861.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Gosh. +%date 2006-09-15 01:18:07 + +Estimating five pounds per file-box, the 1,242 boxes I moved today add up to about three tons of sheet music. + +I love my job :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-862.md b/lj-dump/L-862.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4e09811d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-862.md @@ -0,0 +1,19 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-15 01:26:12 + +for the sake of Why +and the how of And +The Dysfunctional member +of socie-T-I-E +felt repressed, +as if you know AndWhy +left the weight +of you know the world +on the functional part. +as if you know the if of when +and the part of if +you question you know +tugged and pulled +evah so terribully +that the you know world +ought to you know know. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-863.md b/lj-dump/L-863.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6d1126fa --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-863.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-18 04:24:27 + +love's not +something to be explained away +something to be teased apart +something +love's not anything +anything but we +anything but one +anything at all \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-864.md b/lj-dump/L-864.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..59b982f5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-864.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-25 00:32:21 + +Goodness.. + +So much food. + +And I'm only half done x.x \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-865.md b/lj-dump/L-865.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cbd6f98e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-865.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Masterbaking early in the morn' +%date 2006-09-25 12:06:44 + +So yeah. + +I've got about 120 dolmadakia, 100 spanikopetes, and 50 cookies done. + +Still have six loaves of bread to do, but two are already on their way into the oven. + +I'll make a bigger post about it in a bit with pictures and recipes and what not., but basically, I'm catering my choir's concert. Y'all should come, if you want :o) 7 PM at the UCA in Runyan Hall. It's free, but donations are accepted - it is, after all, a benefit concert. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-866.md b/lj-dump/L-866.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..8cb1b534 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-866.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-25 19:21:53 + +After the spanikopetes, I can turn off my oven :3 + +Er.. well.. nevermind.. gonna have to warm the bread again.. + +Sigh. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-867.md b/lj-dump/L-867.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..637c2616 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-867.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-26 15:11:22 + +Out of all that food I baked, I came home with the crumbs left over from cutting the bread. I'll call it a success. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-868.md b/lj-dump/L-868.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..f24bef06 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-868.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-30 09:23:09 + +Busy but awesome day. + +<3 Kayla for the awesome party ^^ \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-869.md b/lj-dump/L-869.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1518126c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-869.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-09-30 21:16:17 + +Goodness! + +Just got back from a master class on male voice registers. Lots of new stuff to think about :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-87.md b/lj-dump/L-87.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..eddcb5d3 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-87.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Meep. +%date 2004-03-13 09:32:15 + +Surprise trip to Tucson, Arizona today. + +Surprise! :oP + +Anyway, won't be on AIM or anything until tuesday, though I should still be able to get to LJ for stuffs. Hooray :oP + +Here's some stuffs. +Doodles. +Agh, run! +Both from Brekky Fox (though I drew some of the doodles). + +Oh yeah, http://ranna.ath.cx/ might go down while I'm gone. The battery in the UPS needs replacing, and apparently the UPS, even though it says it acts as a surge protector, needs the battery to do that. I returned today to find the server, modem and my big ol' monitor off, which was disappointing. Anyway, I'll look into replacing that battery o.O \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-870.md b/lj-dump/L-870.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6839351a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-870.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Edit.. +%date 2006-10-05 18:04:31 + +Probably won't make it to FC07 this year. Slim possibilities remain. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-871.md b/lj-dump/L-871.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..4887dc46 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-871.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-10-15 16:43:06 + +Listening to someone talk this morning about how Jesus associated with everyone from tax-collectors to prostitutes - except that he messed up prostitutes and said 'protestants' instead (which, of course, is nonsense). + +So, the quote of the [duration] is, "Don't worry, you can trust that I know the difference between prostitutes and protestants." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-873.md b/lj-dump/L-873.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..cbe18324 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-873.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Aplo Manti +%date 2006-10-15 21:25:28 + +Moved to \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-874.md b/lj-dump/L-874.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..582231f1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-874.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-10-16 18:09:24 + +The quote of the [duration] is now "It sounded like you were singing 'Shepherd be lye and dairy', and milk and soap aren't good things to be." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-875.md b/lj-dump/L-875.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..1262b7f8 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-875.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-10-21 21:14:37 + +I should get a video camera and make my own cooking show - either Cooking for College Students or Cooking for Furries. One of the two :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-876.md b/lj-dump/L-876.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..14069bf9 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-876.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-10-23 16:21:27 + +Worked a 14.5 hour day yesterday on two hours of sleeo :3 + +Went to go see a coworker afterwards, and crashed soon after. Sorry, Ryan! <:E \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-877.md b/lj-dump/L-877.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5a8ca99a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-877.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Otoh. +%date 2006-10-23 18:09:57 + +Had a letter to the editor published. Whoops :o) + +And LJ's fuckin' up on the timezones. Have to backdate my entry to post it at the current time. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-878.md b/lj-dump/L-878.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ac97008b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-878.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Questions for Johnny Square. +%date 2006-10-25 03:24:09 + +Is God immutable? Is He capable of humility? \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-879.md b/lj-dump/L-879.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..bd9cd090 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-879.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-10-29 20:42:59 + +Church again today. Hooray. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-88.md b/lj-dump/L-88.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..c33ceb3d --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-88.md @@ -0,0 +1,66 @@ +%title Tha ta-ra-ra-ra ta-ra-ra-ra ta-ra-ra-ra do! Chum gheeeeeeeeee... do! Ha teeeeeeeeee... do! (fire!) +%date 2004-03-16 18:41:52 + +I now exist in the state of returnedness! + +While I was away, I wrote in my Big Black Book (BBB), which I normally use for stories, but I wasn't willing to open my Little Black Book. I must remember to burn that over spring break. + +
A Quick One While You Were Away...NB: SiaSL = Stranger in a Strange Land, SoJ = Sins of Jesus. +Arizona +03-13-04 +We arrived today via plane at around 3:45. My dad was pissed, I could tell. We ended up having to wait for the shuttle bus to take us to your rental car, and he was so angry at having to wait that he called customer service to complain. This anger continued through the drive from Phoenix to Tucson - most of which I did - as road rage: everything from people going too slow to people going too fast (though not much of that, Arizona seems to be a state of going the speed limit - my kind of place). + +During all of this, I mostly tried to stay focused on other things, such as the scenery, and the strange coincidence that the two DJs on one of the radio stations were Mike and Craven Moorhead, both of which are Moondog's nicknames. + +We arrived at grandma's at about 6:20; the first thing out of her mouth was a complaint about the rain. I can't understand such things, considering we've been in a drought for the past six or so years. Eventually, however, we made it inside (which never seems to change) where my dad remained pissed, ranting about the quality of the A/C installation, since the roof was leaking around the pipes. He and grandma commiserated about Aunt Sue, a budding hypochondriac, Apparently, Sue bought a house down here and had a reaction to the mold. Ever since, she's gotten steadily worse about every little thing, driving even unflappable grandma nuts. It sounds a little OCDish to me; kind of like what Kathy did with Chelsea. + +After grandma tried to push food on us and failed, she went to bed and we went for a light dinner at Chuy's. What looked from the outside to be a goofy family restaurant turned out to be a sort of college hang-out, goofy bartenders, glaring colors, food served on paper plates. My dad drank while I goofed around with little plastic toys from the vending machines. Afterwards, we came home and watched a show about 'burbian Americans living with a family in Guyana, done in silly reality show style. I should've read SiaSL instead. + +Grandma asked if I had a girlfriend, and I felt compelled to tell her the truth (because, I guess, I could for once), I told her yes, that her name was Wendy. I realized, perhaps too late, the implications of this: it's the first person outside of my open-minded group of friends that I've told about Moondog, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. It's not that I'm ashamed of her (what a silly thought), it's that I feel awkward with the question, as if I'm conceding to heterosexuality, even if I'm decidedly gay. I guess a good deal of my anxiety arises not from my relationship itself, but from the fact that it's not the norm for me, as well as the fact that it's the first I've been able to discuss (not in-depth, mind you) with most people and not be afraid of a homophobic response. + +03-14-04 +The rattle in my chest is still there and atop it, a feverish feeling. The latter might just be the heat, but I'm worried about the former: I have secret fears of emphysema, hopefully this is not the case (I feel like Keats). If not for school, I'd have seen a doctor when Breakfast Fox suggested. Perhaps I'll have time Tuesday, or after school some time this week, I don't want to wait until spring break. + +This morning, I awoke at around 7:30, but got up at around 8. Grandma cooked us breakfast while we watched Sunday Morning. We talked the morning away before we decided to drive out to see my cousin Stacy, her boyfriend, and uncle Bob. They were packing to sell the house in which Sue had her alleged reaction. After briefly pining over a flute and piccolo Sue was going to give away (because, you know, mold grows in silver flutes), my dad and I headed off to see a Rockies spring training game. + +While driving there, I had quite a strong nostalgic moment reminiscing back to my time with Shanerak. Un a way, I suppose I really miss those times, the ones when we were together. I remembered our camping trip with Ty, and how, when he drove, the back seats of his van were down and either Ty or myself was lounged on an air mattress back there. I remember being so tired one day that I ended up napping with him until his dad showed up, and I was scared that I had outed him to his father. I remembered our brief sexual encounter and how uncomfortable I got - enough to the point where I decided to just forget about it afterwards, reclaim my virginity. + +Those things are over now, though, and it's for the best I suppose. I still love him, but more as a brother, a good friend. We tried twice to be more before reality snipped the thread of hope of our being together. I have Moondog now, and it's for the best I suppose. + +After the hot, though otherwise uneventful game, we stopped by the store for Bisquik, beer, and eggs - more breakfast tomorrow - returning home to grandma and (great) aunt Lou. Everyone got tipsy but me, and there was much rejoicing as we descended upon ribs with beans and potato salad. + +We decided on movies for the night, and ended up getting Dreamcatcher, Wrong Turn, Whale Rider, and Secondhand Lions. Blockbuster didn't have Mystic River, grandma was sorely pissed. We watched Wrong Turn (odd, but predictable) and Dreamcatcher (quite odd, unpredictable, even scary) tonight. I'm off to bed now, here's hoping I feel better tomorrow. + +03-15-04 +The little croup of last night passed a while after I lay down, thankfully, and there was only a little bit of coughing today. This was fortunate, as a coughing fit while going 75 down a desert highway would've probably frightened my dad. + +We headed down to Nogales today - the supposed paradise border-town of my dad's college days has apparently transformed. Where once were onyx chess sets, there are now trinkets with little MADE IN CHINA stickers; where once skilled artisans plied shoppers with the fruits of their trade, now stand pharmacies. Pharmacies! Pharmacy after pharmacy hocking cheap drugs to the hypochondriacs/druggies wandering the streets. + +As we passed the entry point, we were immediately hit by the noise. Men, women, and children offered us everything from Chiclets to "professional women." We made our way to what looked to be the cleanest and busiest restaurant where we had a fairly good meal. As I ate my tasty tacos, I realized just how salty we like our food, not just in Colorado, but America in general. After that was an uneventful excursion deeper into town before we left. + +By the time we arrived back at grandma's, Stacy and her boyfriend, Mark, were already there, along with aunt Lou, who, along with grandma, quickly polished off a bottle of vodka and started another. There was a brief squabble over what kind of wine I liked (I don't really know, other than that Les Heretiques stuff, and the Fre stuff, I'm not sure I even like the rest, but out of the few we had, I liked the Chianti best - go figure) before we got to cooking. I nearly passed out with a brief case of food poisoning that was quickly resolved by laying down. + +There was much conversation, but eventually that diminished with departures until only my dad and I were left with a sleeping grandma. We watched Secondhand Lions, I read a bit, and here I am, having finished another glass of wine. I got a little buzz last night when, after all retired, I tried iced tea and vodka. My inherited addictive personality kicked in, and I found myself craving more. Frightened, I quickly admonished myself and went to bed. I must admit, though, that I am enjoying the warm, fuzzy feeling this wine is giving me. Must be careful. + +I'm stuck on the deity question again. The more I learn in biology, or any of my classes for that matter, the more I see the helping hand of some benign influence. Thus, I've been reading SoJ again. It's odd, I'm in a situation where becoming a Christian, or a follower of just about any religion, is nigh on unacceptable, whereas, in most cases, the opposite seems to be true. My heritage protects me, though: I must analyze religion and myself further before I act; the curse of the engineer. + +PS: we return tomorrow. + +03-16-04 +I woke up early several times - I haven't been sleeping well lately - before I actually had to get up. After that, it was weak coffee and goodbyes: the time of our departure had come. + +Travel proved to be a little awkward, but otherwise uneventful. The awkwardness, both physically and socially, had mostly to do with my dad. Due to his waking of me being rather abrupt, I was quite out of it most of the day; apparently enough that I packed my bag half asleep, and it nearly didn't fit beneath the seat in front of me. AS far as socially, I sort of got the feeling (wasn't up to starting the empathy engine) that my dad was afraid of/for me. Ah well. + +After driving to Phoenix from Tucson (we saw a car of immigrants run off the road and into a fence, where 5 people jumped out and started sprinting into the desert, followed closely by two police officers with guns drawn), flying to Denver, driving to Lakewood, then to Boulder, I was getting zonked, so I traded in my punch-card for a large mocha at Cafe Sole, searched for (and failed to find) the Sci-Am I wanted, and pushed on home. While I was a way, a check for $15.99, business reply mail, and my Rider-Waite deck arrived (finally). + +Struck with a sudden urge, I donned my humbler pentacle, grabbed the check, and walked to the bank to deposit it. That done, I walked back, but as I reached Dartmouth, I decided to keep going straight to explore my own little mini-forest (must show Floofo before it's fenced off). + +While I was there, I began work on a formal wand. It's about as long as from my shoulder to my wrist and it's quite smooth. I anointed it with water from a deep stream (as well as my crossdamned foot), dirt from nearby, and reiki while I waited for my sock and shoe to dry some. After I walked home barefoot, I anointed it with fire and more reiki. All that remains is air and spirit, the hardest to do, before a final reiki and claiming it as mine. After that, I shall make an altar. + +I need to seek out my Discordian roots again and incorporate them somehow. Also, I must think more on deities, SoJ, SiaSL, Dan Simmons' books, and empathy. A to-do list. + +Now that I've written this by hand, I shall retype it all. Instead of doing math or Latin. + + +
+It's amazing how pretentious I get when writing on paper. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-880.md b/lj-dump/L-880.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..552ea551 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-880.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title So. +%date 2006-10-31 19:41:30 + +Tomorrow's the first of November. Shannon and (possibly) Ryan, we should get together and write books :3 Ryan can borrow my typewriter so we can all write at the Cat :D + +Doin' some planning today so that I can just start tomorrow - hope that's not against the rules <:E \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-881.md b/lj-dump/L-881.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..5fdfed94 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-881.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title NaNo folk +%date 2006-11-01 18:43:19 + +At the Cat now, will probably be back at around five or so. Join if you wish :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-882.md b/lj-dump/L-882.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9d74da3f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-882.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-02 16:04:48 + +Goodness. Planning sure helps. + + + +(Kind of off, since I'm writing it by hand, then typing it up each night before updating my wordcount.) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-883.md b/lj-dump/L-883.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..a4d8a912 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-883.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title NaNo NaNo. +%date 2006-11-07 07:19:16 + +10,000 words, and still behind! \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-884.md b/lj-dump/L-884.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..10fa3151 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-884.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-08 00:26:08 + +Strange things are happening. The line between reading a novel and writing one is starting to blur for me. I no longer know what's going to happen until I write it, even though everything still fits my outlining. + +Maybe I should be a part time writer if I ever grow up :3 \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-885.md b/lj-dump/L-885.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..7ef9490e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-885.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Decently on track +%date 2006-11-08 04:35:32 + +Only takes into account what I've typed and verified with NaNoWriMo. + +
Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
11,517 / 50,000
(23.0%)
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Word CountThe Consequences of Dissonance + + + +
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Shanerak. Huh. +12:00:18 AM rannafox: Emo ;.; +12:00:30 AM rannafox: Shed a tear emo ferret :o) +12:00:34 AM rannafox: I mean, yeah. +12:00:39 AM shanerak: heh +12:03:06 AM rannafox: What's got ya down? Or.. what caused the entry? +12:05:04 AM shanerak: Eh, few things +12:06:37 AM shanerak: Thinking about you, moving back to CO, other people, other shit +12:06:45 AM shanerak: Nothing that won't just blow over like usual +12:07:04 AM rannafox: It'd be good to have you back up here. +12:08:36 AM shanerak: Yeah, but odd also :/ +12:08:58 AM rannafox: how so? +12:09:46 AM shanerak: Uh, with you I feel pretty awkward nowadays +12:09:55 AM rannafox: How so? +12:10:06 AM shanerak: I dunno, jealous I guess +12:10:12 AM shanerak: guilty for fuckin things up +12:10:33 AM rannafox: How'd you fuck things up? +12:10:47 AM shanerak: With us? lol +12:11:00 AM shanerak: By breaking it off, trying to find someone else, changing.. I dunno +12:11:07 AM shanerak: ignoring you for a long time? +12:12:29 AM rannafox: I did all of those things, same as you did. +12:12:50 AM rannafox: Even did my best to pretend I was successful at them. +12:14:58 AM shanerak: heh +12:16:03 AM rannafox: Even so, it'll be good to see you again. +12:16:35 AM shanerak: *nods* Yeah, it would +12:17:33 AM rannafox: Do you have a date in mind for when you want to come back up here? +12:17:41 AM rannafox: Assuming you do, that is. +12:17:48 AM shanerak: No idea, really.. about ayear +12:17:51 AM shanerak: when I pay things off +12:18:00 AM rannafox: Yeah. +12:18:23 AM shanerak: Sorry, little distracted, brb :/ +12:18:29 AM rannafox: Okie. +12:49:13 AM shanerak: Sorry +12:49:22 AM rannafox: S'okie. +12:49:25 AM shanerak: Some furry talking crap, haha +12:49:43 AM rannafox: Jawsome. +12:49:47 AM shanerak: Yeah dude +12:50:01 AM shanerak: Anyway that micah pic is cute :3 +12:50:07 AM rannafox: Which one? +12:50:33 AM shanerak: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/281678/ +12:50:37 AM shanerak: one of you and james? o_o +12:50:59 AM rannafox: I was.. not informed of this. +12:51:17 AM shanerak: I bet I just ruined a suprise +12:52:14 AM shanerak: Oops sorry, brb x.x +1:00:16 AM rannafox: The few times we've talked recently, he's been looming nearby, so I really haven't had the chance to say that the more James warms up to me and the less shy he gets, the more I can't stand him. It's to the point where, whenever he comes over, I go hide in my room and he and Oz talk. I kinda thought he and I were on the same level, that affectionate sort of place furries go, not some master-slave mate whatever situation. Guess a talk is in order. +1:33:09 AM shanerak: Mrf, sorry about that +1:33:16 AM rannafox: It's okay. +1:33:16 AM shanerak: Anyway so.. that's weird +1:33:20 AM rannafox: Yeah. +1:34:49 AM rannafox: Talks must be had. I'm not nearly sane enough to have a BDSM babyfur neighbor after me like that and think of a tactful way out of it. +1:35:12 AM shanerak: Yeah.. +1:35:14 AM shanerak: babyfur now? +1:35:33 AM rannafox: Yeah, and if he wears a diaper in my apartment one more time, I'm kicking him out. +1:37:22 AM shanerak: Haha, jesus +1:37:40 AM shanerak: Honestly I thought he was one of the few people that would like.. treat you right or whatever +1:38:52 AM rannafox: I don't care how people treat me - sometimes I get off on people walking all over me - but if I can't look at them with a straight face, or if I get angry because they narrate everything my cat does in a high pitched tone of voice, things aren't going to work out. +1:40:31 AM shanerak: Damn, that bad? o.o +1:41:59 AM rannafox: Yeah. c.c Things were okay until I had a brief run-in with someone I thought I liked but really couldn't stand and told James that I liked him a whole lot more than the other person. After that, he started opening up to me all the more. That, and that stupid naked party. +1:43:19 AM shanerak: Heh, naked party..? +1:43:26 AM shanerak: I mean I heard about it, but +1:43:52 AM rannafox: Rocky and Sorin hosted it, I think. bunch of furries hanging around naked and getting drunk. Fucking downstairs and to the left. +1:44:15 AM shanerak: The idea sounds kinda cool, you know.. like get naked with some people, whatever.. +1:44:22 AM shanerak: but usually they have to be 'attractive' +1:45:15 AM rannafox: Yeah, that part was kinda fun, even if they weren't so hot, a good way to get to know people REALLY FAST. +1:45:24 AM shanerak: hahaha +1:46:15 AM rannafox: Felt kind of neat to be naked and not be awkward, but that took a few drinks. Haven't felt that way around other people before or since. +1:46:49 AM shanerak: Whatcha mean? +1:48:16 AM rannafox: Generally not comfortable in the nude. Even alone, I feel.. well.. naked. +1:48:19 AM rannafox: Stop. +1:48:23 AM rannafox: Martinitime *sip* +1:49:56 AM shanerak: lol +1:50:07 AM shanerak: Sorry about the random idleness +1:50:16 AM rannafox: I don't mind. Writing, here. +1:50:18 AM shanerak: Lyin down now.. anyway, yeah +1:50:29 AM shanerak: I used to feel like that, all exposed or not comfortable with it or whatever +1:50:51 AM rannafox: Something change? +1:52:01 AM shanerak: Yeah, I mean.. in California I did some stuff and loosened up, no pun intended x.x +1:52:16 AM rannafox: Hahaha. +1:53:00 AM shanerak: But you should feel comfortable, because you look good :3 +1:53:36 AM rannafox: It's not a looks thing so much as a covered thing. Even sleeping, I have to have something covering from my ribs to my thighs, no matter how hot :oP +1:54:11 AM shanerak: Oh, well I'm kinda like that, but sharing that space with another person is fine +1:54:53 AM rannafox: Heh, yeah, I miss that. +1:55:47 AM shanerak: *nods* +1:55:54 AM shanerak: Gotta ask something though, or tell, like +1:56:04 AM shanerak: when I'd be over and you'd like get out of bed at night +1:56:12 AM shanerak: that shit bothered me a lot, what was it about? o.o +1:56:25 AM shanerak: Just couldn't sleep? +1:57:21 AM rannafox: Depended on the night. Either that, or crazy-whacked-out hormones would have me all worked up, and I felt bad trying to start something, 'cause you were usually asleep, or not in the mood. +1:57:35 AM shanerak: Aw +1:57:48 AM shanerak: Well as long as it wasn't something I was doing, because I always thought that was the case :P +1:58:46 AM rannafox: No.. I was always too shy to say way, but here we are, on the internet.. +1:59:35 AM rannafox: Have a hard time sleeping with other people sometimes, and sometimes, I have a hard time not getting all hormonal when I'm that close to someone. +2:00:19 AM shanerak: Well I'd have a hard time turning that down :3 +2:00:29 AM rannafox: Hee. +2:00:37 AM shanerak: I just never wanted to get in the way of anything you had with anyone there, so I kinda tried to not.. do anything, lol +2:00:44 AM rannafox: I always figured I was just being annoying whenever I got that way. +2:00:47 AM shanerak: communication is a good thing I guess +2:00:48 AM shanerak: Nah +2:01:15 AM shanerak: But I guess if we'd developed anything when I was out there, I wouldn't have come back here to pay my shit off and all that, so it's alright +2:02:20 AM rannafox: Yeah :o/ When you do get it paid off, though, you should come back out. You're always welcome at my place, and I'll be looking for a roommate sometime soon, in case you feel like living in Fort Collins :oP +2:02:35 AM shanerak: Cool. I actually thought about it +2:02:59 AM rannafox: $300/mo. utilities included :oP +2:03:00 AM shanerak: Kine wants to move away from the people he's with, and we mostly hang with you, tek, neoti, etc +2:03:05 AM shanerak: hm +2:03:13 AM shanerak: I dunno I'll see o.o +2:03:15 AM rannafox: Except for internet, I guess. +2:03:19 AM shanerak: shit +2:03:26 AM rannafox: Yeah, just to let you know it's an option. +2:03:27 AM shanerak: the internet sneaky +2:03:31 AM shanerak: *nods* +2:03:57 AM rannafox: Rather have someone I know and trust than some random person. +2:04:04 AM rannafox: Or Shannon. +2:04:14 AM rannafox: By the way, don't tell Shannon. +2:04:31 AM shanerak: It's funny really, because I'd been so busy figuring you were off with someone like James or whatever, and I was off hanging with Kine and going bezerk with car shit and whatever else, so I wouldn't really think about you.. us, whatever +2:04:52 AM shanerak: but my last weekend at FFF, and when I stayed with you before I left, I was like all mushy or whatever +2:06:09 AM rannafox: Awr, hehe. I still liked you lots, but distance made things weird, as did going to FFF - I like those guys and all, but I felt mean around them when I was with you, even though it was just normal cynicism. They're kinda.. soft. +2:06:37 AM shanerak: Yeah, I can understand that, I felt the same way. +2:07:05 AM shanerak: I try to be nice, but sometimes it's just like.. damn. +2:07:12 AM rannafox: After getting kicked out by Arik, though, I haven't been back, nor do I plan on going back. It's some separate reality there or something. +2:07:20 AM shanerak: Kicked out? +2:07:23 AM rannafox: 'Damn's a good way of putting it. +2:07:27 AM shanerak: I remember you mentioned it +2:07:40 AM rannafox: Muke got caught being friendly with someone, and Arik disapproved and kicked everyone out. +2:07:59 AM shanerak: Haha how dare he +2:08:10 AM shanerak: Those guys are insane. +2:08:38 AM rannafox: Yeah. I'd known that for a while, but I liked Stef, and it was good to see Shade and Lava, too, so I kept going. +2:08:59 AM shanerak: Yeah.. +2:09:10 AM shanerak: I always had fun with them around, but it's like.. eh +2:09:35 AM rannafox: Oh well, no real loss. I have evenings to myself now. +2:09:48 AM shanerak: *nods* +2:10:35 AM rannafox: Or with Oz, who is a whole different brand of weird. +2:10:53 AM shanerak: Hah, I tried hanging out with him right before I left, but I never got to +2:11:49 AM rannafox: He's cool, and he's got a very well defined set of ethics - kind of a weird thing to say, but It's kind of weird when he comes into my room to apologize for getting drunk the night before. +2:12:21 AM shanerak: Yeah, I know what you mean +2:12:25 AM shanerak: he has that way about him +2:15:32 AM rannafox: Anyhow, glad you got on tonight. I was thinking about that post earlier, and came across some of my own about you from back when I visited you in CA. I should try to be better about talking about things instead of just assuming I should be so delicate around you :o) +2:15:55 AM shanerak: You know me, I'm definitely not a delicate person :3 +2:16:11 AM rannafox: Hahaha, true. +2:16:17 AM shanerak: But yeah, I'm kinda glad I made it.. honestly I made it because I saw that micah pic, lol, and just got to thinking about it more +2:16:31 AM shanerak: but in CO I felt that way too, and thus no boyfriends +2:17:28 AM rannafox: Aw. Yeah, kinda wish I could've cleared that up. Lots of things I wish for, though. Oh well. +2:17:46 AM shanerak: Not like I'm staying here, I'll be back +2:18:00 AM shanerak: how random, too, that I ended up in CO :P +2:18:32 AM rannafox: Hehe, yup ^^ You better come back. I'm stuck here for a while, I think, with how school's going. +2:18:48 AM shanerak: Yeah, I'll be back :P +2:19:40 AM rannafox: And then you'll get the pouncing of a life time, you furry, you. +2:19:49 AM shanerak: Haha, okay +2:20:35 AM rannafox: Or at least dinner and a movie. Though dinner will be cooked, and the movie will be rented, 'cause I all but quit my job. +2:21:26 AM shanerak: Rented movies are good for curlin up and cooked dinners are better anyway :> +2:22:25 AM rannafox: Haha, yup. I can make a mean whatever's-in-the-cabinets. +2:22:53 AM shanerak: Your food was always good +2:23:34 AM rannafox: I'm turning into a geek about it. Gonna be writing on a food-blog if all goes as planned :oP +2:23:53 AM shanerak: haha nice +2:24:14 AM shanerak: I need to start experimenting more, because at my job I eat dinner at work now, so it's like.. no time to practice x.x +2:24:26 AM rannafox: Oog. Where do you work, anyhow? +2:24:38 AM shanerak: www.aantv.com :P +2:24:53 AM shanerak: inventory, qc shit +2:25:10 AM rannafox: Heh, yeah. Do you work evenings or something? +2:25:22 AM shanerak: 12-8 usually, yeah +2:26:10 AM rannafox: Ah :o/ Yeah. Cooking a bunch in the mornings makes for good breakfast, then dinner the next day. The problem is remembering to bring the food. +2:26:28 AM shanerak: Yeah, I've tried that a few times +2:27:56 AM rannafox: Yeah :o/ The problem with knowing all of my neighbors is that they never leave me leftovers. Even if they did, I forget to bring them with for lunches. +2:28:25 AM shanerak: So who are all your neighbors there? +2:29:19 AM rannafox: James and Doc 'Milkshake' next door, then John and Em downstairs, plus Em's sister and her sister's boyfriend who show up occasionally. +2:29:28 AM shanerak: Ah, damn +2:29:31 AM rannafox: And Oz. +2:29:36 AM shanerak: milkshake haha +2:29:43 AM rannafox: All of whom live off Tuna helper. +2:29:55 AM rannafox: Hee. I can barely stand him. +2:30:05 AM shanerak: ew +2:30:12 AM shanerak: Eh he's okay, they were all nice atleast +2:30:29 AM shanerak: James I just never knew why he seemed to uneasy or whatever around me +2:30:39 AM rannafox: Oh, yeah, he's nice and all, just very frustrating to watch a movie with, and that's the only context I've seen him in recently. +2:30:58 AM rannafox: Well, on the flip side, he could've opened up to you and started wearing diapers around you :D +2:31:17 AM shanerak: rofl I'd make so much fun of him +2:31:53 AM rannafox: I was too disturbed to. He was wearing them to work, for Christ's sake, even if it was on a dare. +2:32:06 AM shanerak: heh.. +2:32:29 AM rannafox: That's cool, I mean, if you get your kicks from something. I get my kicks from my right hand most of the time. But that's going a little too far. +2:33:05 AM rannafox: Sorry, still kinda gets to me. +2:33:11 AM shanerak: Well there's something that gets you off, and enjoying that, and then there's making it a lifestyle thing that you do all the times +2:33:13 AM shanerak: time +2:33:16 AM shanerak: what gets to you? +2:33:24 AM rannafox: The lifestyles. +2:33:31 AM shanerak: Well yeah +2:33:42 AM shanerak: It's the difference in me enjoying wearing a collar in bed +2:33:43 AM rannafox: I've pretty much backed out of furry. +2:33:48 AM shanerak: and wearing them to work lol +2:33:53 AM shanerak: Yeah, I noticed +2:34:03 AM rannafox: It nearly turned into a lifestyle. +2:34:08 AM shanerak: I guess I have too.. I mean I'm really furry, but.. not really +2:34:53 AM shanerak: It's much more appealing when hanging with people like Kine, Tek, plastick, few other friends of mine where they're pretty much 'normal' and we just hang out and happen to be furries +2:35:29 AM rannafox: Yeah, I've definitely not lost the whole furry part of it, just gotten rid of the baggage, requirements, and ways of thinking that went along with it. +2:35:52 AM shanerak: Yeah don't lose the fox part, because that is cute :3 +2:36:09 AM shanerak: But yeah otherwise, uh.. furry is stupid and I think we're all growing up +2:36:11 AM rannafox: 'Course not, foxes rock. +2:36:15 AM shanerak: word up +2:38:35 AM shanerak: Well anyway glad we talked +2:38:38 AM shanerak: I'm gonna get some sleep +2:39:27 AM rannafox: Definitely :o) Sleep well, talk to you soon, I hope. +2:39:38 AM shanerak: Yeah, take care :> +Shanerak disconnected (2:39:40 AM) + +
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Read more... + +
+Taken from Moondoggy, before I remembered the one from Shannon c.c + +(X) ...been drunk? +(X) ...smoked pot? +(X) ...kissed a member of the opposite sex? +(X) ...kissed a member of the same sex? +(X)...crashed your own car? +( ) ...crashed a friend's car? +( ) ...been to Japan? +(X) ...rode in a taxi? +(NC) ...had anal sex? +(X) ...been in love? +(X) ...had sex? +( ) ...had sex in public? +(X) ...been dumped? +(X) ...shoplifted? +( ) ...been fired? +( ) ...been in a fist fight? +( ) ...had a threesome? +(X) ...snuck out of your parents house? +(X) ...been tied up (sexually)? +( ) ...been caught masturbating? +(X) ...pissed on yourself? +(X) ...had sex with a member of the same sex? +(NC) ...had sex with a member of the opposite sex? +( ) ...been arrested? +( ) ...made out with a stranger? +( ) ...stole something from my job? +( ) ...celebrated New Years in Time Square? +( ) ...gone on a blind date? +(X) ...lied to a friend? +( ) ...had a crush on a teacher? +( ) ...celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans? +( ) ...been to Europe? +(X) ...skipped school? +( ) ...slept with a co-worker? +( ) ...been fisted or fisted anyone? +( ) ...thrown up in a bar? +(X) ...purposly set yourself on fire? +(X) ...eaten Sushi? +(x) ...been snowboarding? +(x) ...been happy with yourself? +( ) ...met a movie star? +(X) ...been naked in front of another person? +(X) ...had a mental illness? + +NC = too much explaining to do. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-890.md b/lj-dump/L-890.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ea5bfaa1 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-890.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-12 04:28:30 + +think i'm losing it + +if sleep doesn't help, i'm taking the next few days off \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-891.md b/lj-dump/L-891.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..504d224a --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-891.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-12 19:58:37 + +Still feel vaguely on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Fibro(?) flare-up isn't helping. + +Got sick at work today, which was actually rather cathartic, and it let me get out a little early. + +Church again - thinking of going to the Thanksgiving potluck there instead of trying to hold my own at the apartments. Will have to see if I can get John to willingly go near a building associated with religion. I'll probably make spanikopetes for it, and maybe aplo manti. Anyone else wants to go and kick it with a bunch of neat geeks on Thanksgiving, let me know. + +18267 words. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-892.md b/lj-dump/L-892.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6eb1f98f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-892.md @@ -0,0 +1,9 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-13 07:37:03 + +
NaNoUpDateBroke 20,000 words. + +My moodswings are reflected in my novel. + + +
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-893.md b/lj-dump/L-893.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ffeb4240 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-893.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-14 10:30:05 + +My NaNoWriMo Progress + +Novel's planned out, now, by means of chapter titles, all of which are descriptions of what's happening in the incedental music. + +In other news, going to ask JMK if I can do my UDQE next semester, since this semester's become pretty hellish. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-894.md b/lj-dump/L-894.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..114bebeb --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-894.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title ROBBLE ROBBLE, CLARISSE. +%date 2006-11-15 00:44:46 + +Okay, this comic isn't usually my thing, but today's strip set me giggling. + +Doing somewhat better, though I'm still plagued by the occasional vision of GORY RANNA DEATH or "Let's replace one of Ranna's family members with a corpse and see if he notices." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-895.md b/lj-dump/L-895.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..daec4737 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-895.md @@ -0,0 +1,29 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-16 06:23:31 + +Enskribo! - Photo 17 = Band: Bucktooth Jellyfish. + +I am afailable from one until 5ve, if need be. Does need be? + +Please u answer k?? + +I am not speak english ok. AHHH MOTHERLAAAND + +Dear Sir or Madam, +I are insulted by your allegation that our music library is a "closet". Please remove thyself from my e-presence. I am entitled to my e-dignity and i-ntegrity. PLEASE BE STOP NOW + +Cease and deceased. *Watches body hit the floor* + +I am emo, I hide my tears with my righteous locks of fire. (o_\\) + +How do you transliterate a rolled-g into IPA? [R:]? + +That means, when my cat went into heat, she said: + +[bRː↗] + +Repeatedly + +Weirdo - weirdoj - weirdon - weirdojn + +economical : econominal :: ecumenical : ecumaniacal \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-897.md b/lj-dump/L-897.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..30435c7b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-897.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-17 11:31:41 + +There are some high-quality people at the Alley Cat :3 + +Also, I feel for my mom - if I could sit still without something hurting, that'd be GREAT. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-899.md b/lj-dump/L-899.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..720c4178 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-899.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-11-20 22:53:18 + +Nearly done with the apartment. Turning it into a den of sorts. In non-furry terms, I guess I'm making it more home-y and comfortable. + +Pictures soon. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-9.md b/lj-dump/L-9.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..64974e4f --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-9.md @@ -0,0 +1,10 @@ +%title Yarr.. +%date 2002-08-16 21:15:21 + +Babylonia's down, probably for the weekend. Fucky. + +Anyway, got some ideas for indexing my site with graphs using dot or neato (though probably dot, since not all links are bidirectional. This, however, would be trivial to fix once the origional graph is made. Once a file is added or edited, a revision program could be run to put a 'pages that link to this page' section in the document). Also thinking about adding a Rampancy .dme. + +The Syntax highlighter is coming along fine. Or.. it was until babylonia went down. The problem is that I'm using Parse::RecDescent's version of BNF for the syntax files, and that mows right through \n's, so it's turning into a sort of 'tidy' program that indents and spaces everything nicely. Maybe. It also works as a validator, either highlighting in red(reversevid()) or not highlighting at all anything that doesn't match a rule. Here's a syntax file, even though you won't be able to see until babylonia gets back up. + +I miss Andrew. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-90.md b/lj-dump/L-90.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..def9adcd --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-90.md @@ -0,0 +1,11 @@ +%title I um... huh. +%date 2004-03-18 15:42:12 + +I don't feel like writing, no matter how much I have to write about (this doesn't have to do with what I have to write about itself, just some memories drudged up from 8th grade bringing me down). + +So here's a quiz. + +
+
i am extremely intelligent and very wise. i think logically and rhetorically in order to get problems solved. if i'm not mad now, i'm getting very close. +
how mad are you? +
this quiz was made by piksy
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Snow is a woman +softening and adding curves +a cold-hearted bitch.
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Memery. +
+ + + +
+ +
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Jiminy Crickets, I type way too much.. + +
+Okie. Friday! School sucked, mostly 'cause it was spent waiting for it to be over, as it was with everyone (day before spring break, go figure). Afterwards, Kiran, Andrew, Ryan, Brian and I goofed around. I collected bits of shardproof glass that was laying on the ground. It strikes me as a neat material to make a cubist sculpture out of. Need some superglue, though. + +After we'd waited an appropriate amount of time, Mr. Pilot and I decided to depart, heading down to Caffe Sole to get a bag and a frozen chai, and then on to Longmont. I'd gotten directions to Twin Peaks from Ms. Gibert, so I wasn't quite sure how to get there. We made it, however, and just in time (by my watch, at least). Moondog and Sakun were all dressed up and waiting for us, so we bounced off to DDR. I'm awful at it, but not as bad as I thought I'd be. Funny, though; when I stop thinking about it and looking at the arrows, I do better. + +Afterwards, we headed to dinner at.. uh.. Carrabas? Carinos? Italian place. I got a fairly decent chicken piccata. Lunacanis had rootbeer, which, while Sakun was gone, he spat all over Vulpine and I. They payed (the theme of the date was that Vulpine and I were never allowed to pay), and we headed out to get my car so that Moondoggy and I could pick up K-kun while Sakun could pick up Kindra. We met at the bowling alley and I sorta draped myself over Moondog and laughed while Vulpine said goofy things like "What about.. mushrooms!?" + +We bowled for a while. I didn't suck too bad. Samir did the best, with his little trot, and Moondog with his 5-7 splits. Kelly just threw the ball. Some of the time was spent outside freaking people out - mostly old couples and little kids - while Kelly and Kindra freaked people out in the locker room. The shoes were hideous. + +After that, we were gonna go convene at Denny's after Sakun dropped off Kindra (she wasn't allowed out) and Kelly at Kindra's, but it had been condemned, so we went to hang out at a nearby park. We snuggled in pairs while watching a spotlight move across the clouds and listening to the hum and crackle of high powered lines. A police officer showed up and looked in our cars, so we went up to talk to him. He smiled and said something about the parks closing at 10, but, as long as we didn't tell anyone, he'd let us stay out. We went back to snuggling for a while until Samir had to go pick up Kelly again (she wasn't allowed to stay at Kindra's). By then, my leg had fallen completely asleep, to the point that I couldn't walk. Samir got frustrated and picked me up to run to my car. Moondog and I goofed around in the car for a while until my leg woke up + +We headed to Samir's while he went to go pick up Kelly and goofed around some more while waiting for him, giving the neighbors, who were on the roof, a bit of a show. Weirdos. Sakun showed up shortly, and we left for Kelly's where we were gonna spend the night. I drove Kelly there while Samir drove Andrew, and Moondog drove by himself. Neither K-kun nor myself knew how to get back to her house from where we were, so we ended up driving halfway back to Boulder from Longmont, to Hwy. 52, then up to Fredrick. Needless to say, we were late. Luckily, Linda was there, and the rest could get in. + +We futzed around for a while, K-kun playing Vice City while Sakun and Andrew stole the bed. This left Moondog and me with the couch, which was cozy at best, since neither of us really fit on there. We shifted to the floor and, after Moondog and Sakun went out to smoke, we went to bed. + +The next morning, I woke up at 6:30, fearing that I was gonna be late for school, and half-dreamt for about an hour that there was a big conspiracy involving everyone in the room but me revolving around Kelly's AIM screen name. After a while, I ended up waking Moondog up too, and since we were still in bed (well, on the floor, but that's a valid bed in Kelly's house), we ended up.. ah.. messing around until about 10:30, when someone (Florida.. maybe I've met him..) called Kelly's cell and nearly gave me a heart attack. K-kun answered it and threw it at Moondog, who talked angrilly ("You're interrupting!") before throwing it at a chair. After that, we napped and layed around for a bit more, then got up to be lazy. There were Fredrick Lunchables (make your own damn sandwiches, damnit) and Taquitos (ha ha, I made Moondog eat an odd number ^^). We all went out to look at Vulpine's neato sketchbook/portfolio/thing, then back in to listen to some of Kelly's music (Static-X and APC, mrrm) while Moondog and I messed around on the bed (we found out my ears, in most situations, are even more sensitive than my neck, though I don't have quite the stigma of people touching them as I do with my neck), then moved to the couch for a while where we had Samir and Vulpine sit on us randomly. + +It was nearing time to leave, so all but Kelly headed down to the cars for goodbyes, which took about 15 minutes. After that, we drove home, stopping by Deli Zone on the way. I did end up getting in trouble (empty nest syndrome; I'm gone one night and my mom freaks; understandable), I should've called, but oh well ^^ My mom doesn't deal out punishment, just guilt-trips, and I went through so much of that a while back, that I'm kinda immune. Besides, I was kinda expecting it. I was tired, so I showered and took a nap. + +A 16 hour long nap. + +Thus, today. Mom and I went for coffee at Book Ends in hopes that Boulder Bookstore would be open. It wasn't, so we returned home so that I could clean my car and we could go shopping for bushes and dirt. Nngh. I headed out on my own after that and got a new pair of shoes. The old pair isn't done yet. so I'll alternate days with them until they die completely. Also, I got a knife. I intended to get it as an athame, but I'm thinking that the wand will work just as well for that, and that I'll use the knife just as a knockaround thing. It's a double edged, black, steel bootknife. Kinda like a short dagger or throwing knife. Quite durable. After a hotdog, I got two cds (Phish - Rift, and a Modest Mouse single), and went to look for the art book that's been haunting me at Boulder Bookstore. I couldn't find it, so I went to Lighthouse and got some inscense - clove (yay) and amber. + +And now, here I am, writing an entry that's longer than it needs to be on my second day of spring break. I'm thinking after dinner that I might go out to see The Passion, but I don't know. Lacking in money. Also, after all that, feeling kinda lonesome, and I'd want to go with someone. + +*wink wink, nudge nudge, know what I mean, say no more* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-920.md b/lj-dump/L-920.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b2bb70c7 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-920.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-12-08 02:47:38 + +Figured out Flickr, though it's mostly a bunch of pictures of my cat. However, since I am the proud owner of a brand new dichro enlarger, there will be plenty up there soon! + +If anyone else wants to use my darkroom, they're welcome, I suppose. Should be able to do B&W and C-41 color. :D + +Also, gave a slice to a very inarticulate homeless man. He kept saying 'God bless, God bless.' \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-921.md b/lj-dump/L-921.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9971b136 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-921.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-12-08 16:34:26 + +Grief is shared, but ecstasy is personal or, at most, dual. + +Interesting, isn't it? :o) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-922.md b/lj-dump/L-922.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..6527d983 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-922.md @@ -0,0 +1,15 @@ +%title Passing this on. +%date 2006-12-08 21:40:52 + +
I can't take credit for this one - it's from a good friend of mine in the furry community. Still, it's worth the 5 seconds it takes, I think, no matter how busy your schedule today might be. + +Today, Bristol-Myers Squibb, the pharmaceutical monolith that charges +nearly $1,000 for a 30 day supply of one of its HIV/AIDS medications, is +donating $1 to the National AIDS Fund for each person who simply visits +their website and "virtually lights a candle." The tally is over 800,000 now. + +Please take a minute to "light a candle": + +https://www.lighttounite.org/ +
+From \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-923.md b/lj-dump/L-923.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..b59e9aed --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-923.md @@ -0,0 +1,13 @@ +%title Tag'd! +%date 2006-12-10 23:48:28 + +Once tagged by this entry, the assignment is to write a blog entry of some kind with six random facts about yourself. Then, pick six of yourfriends and tag them; no tag backs. This explanation should be includedwith it. + +1. Despite what some would have you think, I'm actually God Emperor of Colorado. And parts of New Mexico.  My skin is not my own. +2. I'm a bit of a masochist. Okay. More than a bit. +3. Along with 2, I'm very submissive, but being a control FREAK forces me into a dominant personality. It's an uncomfortable fit.  My skin is not my own. +4. I don't see myself living past 40, settling down with anyone, or ever owning a speedboat. +5. I sometimes feel like I'm not the only one inside my head.  Not that thoughts aren't my own, but that I simply have a timeshare on processing space.  My skin is not my own. +6.  My second greatest fear is living beyond my means. + +I tag:  ironmonkey989, shanerak, marthab19, mousit, shadecheetah, jimfoxyboy. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-924.md b/lj-dump/L-924.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..53a72590 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-924.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2006-12-11 00:34:48 + +I had a thought today that love was apathy without languor, but I don't remember why. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-925.md b/lj-dump/L-925.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..15fb6cb2 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-925.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Ranna by Matrices +%date 2006-12-12 01:00:08 + +

Ranna by Matrices
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
If.. uh.. I'm not supposed to have uploaded this, let me know :3 (That really was an awful lot of bubble wrap..)
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Reason number one that Shanerak should be an arctic fox. + +Who else can pull off 'fuck you' and 'aren't I cute' at the same time?

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On the twelfth day of Christmas, gv_ranna sent to me...
Twelve rikoshis drumming
Eleven gv_rannas piping
Ten tealfoxs a-leaping
Nine malameuxs dancing
Eight dachwuffs a-brewing
Seven scruffs a-skiing
Six foxes a-cooking
Five ca-a-a-ats
Four wolves
Three dogs
Two other things
...and a perl in a perennialgoat.
Get your own Twelve Days:
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Fotosnaiper Fox
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Bahahaha XD
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Equipment
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Camerastuuuuuufs. The note over the cameras links to a better picture of them. Well.. slightly better. I don't think the built-in iSight is really meant for this :3
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Now I can see better
Originally uploaded by annkelliott.
Arctic ferret :D
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Thanks Ben :3 + +
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Macro Lens*
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Might be the lack of sleep talking, but this makes me feel inordinately giddy :3
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Macro Frost
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Developed a picture taken with the macro camera of dooooom!
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MACRO!
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
I added a metric buttload of photos, after getting five rolls developed. I'm such a digital packrat.. perhaps I should go through and delete near duplicates.. x.x
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Book Holder
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Yet more prints!

Broke 200 on flickr today.
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Tortilla Soup
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Delicious dinner :o9
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Om...
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
For those of you who don't believe I ever had - or don't remember me with - long, straight, blond hair, here's a picture from when it was just starting to change to what I have now.
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Window View
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
The full story behind my icon.

I lived in Braiden Hall my freshman year because I was a biochem major, and the Chemistry building was right next door. Despite loving my major, I was terrible at chemistry, and even worse at keeping plants alive - these little things barely made it. Sitting on top of the heater like this was an invitation to knock them over, it seemed.

I noticed the stalks of bamboo looked like they were echoing the chimneys of the chemistry building in the background, so I snapped a quick picture. Now, though, I see the bare tree in the background interacting with the leaves in the foreground more than any thing to do with the smoke stacks.
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Coffee Art 01-30-07
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Neal - the manager of the Alley Cat (at least, hiring manager) - is absurdly good at these. He did the star ones I posted earlier, too, but for those he used a toothpick or thermometer probe or something for that. with this, all he did was pour the steamed milk down the side of the cup to push some of the coffee up top, then shook the steamer mug gently to make the leaves, with one last line down the middle to separate and pull them in one direction. So cool.
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No more.

Then copy & paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-971.md b/lj-dump/L-971.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..ff7d20a4 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-971.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title Huh. +%date 2007-02-03 20:07:38 + +Normally I don't dream that much, considering the quality of my sleep most of the time, but these past few weeks, I've had at least one dream per week involving someone from highschool in.. uh.. situations that neither party would normally agree to :3 + +It's a little disturbing afterwards, but I guess I can't complain. It's nice to have nice dreams every now and then. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-972.md b/lj-dump/L-972.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..87dcbe6c --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-972.md @@ -0,0 +1,6 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-02-04 06:13:28 + +Lose: antsy people at 3 hour long Verdi operas. + +Win: cameras for under $50. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-973.md b/lj-dump/L-973.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..03afc42e --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-973.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Makyo +%date 2007-02-05 20:13:57 + +

Makyo
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Emo? Emo.
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Kiran
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Kiran, are you shooting guns?

Kiran, no.. D:
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Kayla
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
I goooooot...

a new camera! And Kayla let me take pictures of her :3
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CLA
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
I could do this as a job.
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Orton'd. I can't help it...
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
I'm just far, far too hot.

By the way, I added a bunch of pictures :oP
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Me and Ms. K.
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
Sorry for spamming y'all, but I keep posting more and more pictures. I had quite a backlog.

Here, have an unflattering picture of Kayla and myself to make up for it c.c
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Happy Valentines Day. Early.
Originally uploaded by Ranna Fox.
I just wanted to make a deposit and pick up some milk. On my way to the store, though, I tripped and busted up my knee pretty bad, so I bought some flowers to cheer myself up (and they were on sale, so...) I'll probably give them to someone, since I'm really bad about keeping flowers, but I took pictures first. Must've looked strange.. this grubby, unshowered guy limping home along College with a bunch of flowers and a half-gallon of milk.
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Bar.
Originally uploaded by Makyo Alopex.
Don't you want to live with this? :D:D:D:D:D:D
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Saxaphone...
Originally uploaded by Makyo Alopex.
I don't think I should take any more recital pictures. At least, not with this camera. Too noisy.
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Leaderboard
Create your own Friend Test here
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Yashica GSNs
Originally uploaded by Ranna/Makyo.
Set up a little stage and backdrop on a barstool, and took pictures of all of my cameras except the one I took the pictures with, of course.

Speaking of, I'm thinking of selling it.

Olympus C3000Z:


Also looking into selling some computer parts. If you need anything, ask, and I'll see if I have it.
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I Clash
Originally uploaded by Ranna/Makyo.
It's cold. And windy. I nearly slept through theory, but after I finished a piano test and homework, I had lunch with Kayla. Life's pretty mind-numbing these days.
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Macro bark
Originally uploaded by Ranna/Makyo.
Posted 40 photos from 5 rolls of film today. Wootness for finding cheap processing places.
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Weird Soft Callouses
Originally uploaded by Ranna/Makyo.
Didn't get captured well. In better light, they're sort of a greenish brown of dead skin :oP

In other news, meter's working on the QL-17 again. Strange..
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Outlaw a Plant - Up in Smoke
Originally uploaded by Ranna/Makyo.
Getting more into structured photoshoots. This is a prelim.

Tired. Bednow. *kzzz*
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Earth Knows
Originally uploaded by Ranna/Makyo.
Earth knows
Spring is for flowers
and Summer for reality;
Autumn has beginnings,
but Winter has dreams
knows Earth.
\ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-996.md b/lj-dump/L-996.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..aa23072b --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-996.md @@ -0,0 +1,51 @@ +%title "Matt's Cryptically Diverse Movie" - the soundtrack. +%date 2007-02-23 00:03:24 + +So, here's how it works: +1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc) +2. Put it on shuffle +3. Press play +4. For every question, type the song that's playing +5. When you go to a new question, press the next button +6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool... +7. Put this in your journal! + +
WootnessOpening: Daniel Pinkham - This is the Day (o/~Thiiis! Is! The day! Which the Lord hath made! o/~ Good opener ^^) + +Waking Up: Moondog - Stamping Ground (Picture tribal drums and angry strings playing diminished chords. :D) + +First Day of School: Philip Glass - Colourbox (Uh..) + +Falling in Love: FHS Madrigals - Hosanna Filio David (Well.. I guess it was the year I started developing high-school crushes.. *cough*Jerred*cough*) + +Fight Song: Ravel - L'Infant et les Sortileges - Deux robinets coulent dans un réservoir! (...) + +Breaking Up: Eric Whitacre - A Boy and a Girl (A three-verse song describing young love, old love, and couples dying together. Could be taken ironically...) + +Prom: Frank Martin - Mass for Double Choir - Agnus Dei (x.x) + +Life: John Adams - Landing of the Spirit of 76 (Okay...) + +Mental Breakdown: Weird Al Yankovic - Albuquerque (Bahahaha!) + +Driving: Rachmaninoff - Piano Concerto Nr. 2 - Mvt. 3 (Must be a crazy driver.) + +Flashback: Eric Whitacre - Lux Aurumque (Golden light. Hmm!) + +Getting Back Together: Nine Inch Nails - A Warm Place (drum & bass mix) (..back together while tripping?) + +Wedding: Explosions in the Sky - Memorial (Wait...) + +Birth of Child: FHS Madrigals - When Love is Kind (But when love brings heartache and pain, tears and such things, love may go HANG!) + +Final Battle: John Adams - Fearful Symmetries (Not much happens in this long, drawn out, repetitive battle) + +Death Scene: Eric Whitacre - Hope, Faith, Life, Love (I guess..?) + +Funeral Song: Rachmaninoff - Piano Concerto Nr. 3 - Mvt. 1 (Fast-paced funeral..) + +End Credits: Fiona Apple - Red Red Red (If I didn't have to kill, kill, kill, Kill, KILL KILL KILL KILL!!!!! myself getting to you...) + +
+ +I don't think I'd watch it.. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-997.md b/lj-dump/L-997.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..663dab39 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-997.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Kittydogs +%date 2007-02-25 04:26:49 + +Stuck in the 80s \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-998.md b/lj-dump/L-998.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..d49983d5 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-998.md @@ -0,0 +1,4 @@ +%title Adventures in Kerning. +%date 2007-02-26 03:08:14 + + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/lj-dump/L-999.md b/lj-dump/L-999.md new file mode 100755 index 00000000..9e6e8b07 --- /dev/null +++ b/lj-dump/L-999.md @@ -0,0 +1,8 @@ +%title [no subject] +%date 2007-02-27 18:17:20 + +

Look, I'm copying Forest!

+ +Went to a nifty recital last night and had a bit of an "A-Ha" moment. As much as I hate that phrase, it works well enough to describe what happened. Katie Katherine Yaeger sang four songs by Strauss - his "Four Last Songs" written right before he died - which just all happened to be about death. It ended up making my voice teacher cry. "A-ha!" thought I, "This is what I'm after when I compose!" To an extent, at least. The more I think about it, the more wonder if classical music might've taken such a dive as it did partly because (and there are many reasons) it spent far too much time on pathos. However, the reason I don't like a lot of rock music is that it offers nothing for the logos. I guess it's all well and good to be like Satie and write the most apathetic, distant sounding music possible, but maybe writing music is a tiny bit like writing argumentative essays in that you have to balance your 'rhetoric.' :o) + +(I dunno how common it is, but my writing teacher included mythos - the societal subconscious - in there occasionally; I guess that, in music, this is the post-modernist movement's emphasis..?) \ No newline at end of file