A place for me to work stuff out and to post things that interest me.
Most of us can, if we choose,
make this world either a palace or a prison.
~Lord Avebury
I choose a palace.
~TKF
Do not let your fire go out,
spark by irreplaceable spark,
in the hopeless swamps of the approximate,
the not-quite, the not-yet, the not-at-all.
Do not let the hero in your soul perish,
in lonely frustration for the life you deserved,
but have never been able to reach.
Check your road and the nature of your battle.
The world you desired can be won.
It exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.
~Ayn Rand
The democratic society's mythology of equality with its
attendant erasure of difference is an impossibility
in an actual, lived sense.
Therefore, according to this view, this
imaginary erasure cannot achieve an
actual democracy, because a sense of
community can only come with the recognition of difference.
~Slavoj Zizek, as paraphrased by Catherine M. Soussloff
Links!
A brand new link! Check it out!
deviantART
I thought the place was very cool. Oh, and all you Alias fans, you can find a very nice wallpaper there--
or rather, here--and a gorgeous Evanescence one, too!
Watcher's Diary
Slayage; The Online International Journal of Buffy Studies
Convert just about anything
Comes in really handy when you want to convert fahrenheit to celcius and vice versa!
Links to 100s of free calculators online
Everything from your due date to how much a house payment would be to a regular calculator
Reference Guide to Chicago Manual of Style
Dictionary, Encyclopedia, Atlas & Almanac
Quotation Search Engine
Complete HTML True Color Chart
Epicurious Recipes
Inn Recipes; Recipes for all Occasions
JobStar-Resumes & Cover Letters Advice
Overstock.com: Up to 80% off most items
Ediblenature.com
Things My Girlfriend & I Have Argued About
(Trust me--you'll be laughing outloud!)
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Beyond the Invisible
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The tale of the world is like a tree.
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Sturdily rooted in the past, the tale's branches spread out through the days that come. The many stories that make up its substance
unfold from bud to leaf to dry memory and back again, event connecting event like the threadwork of a spider's web, so that each creature of the world plays its part, understanding only aspects of the overall narrative, and perceiving, each with its particular talents, only glimpses
of the Great Mystery that underlies it all.
~Charles de Lint, Moonheart
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Tuesday, July 06, 2004
The Curse of the Car, Part X
When it comes to cars, I have been cursed for at least 10 years now and if I ever find out who did it, I'm ripping their ears off!!! I've had ridiculous car accidents (Once I came around a downward blind curve to find a car stopped in the middle of the road and another time, I had someone who was speeding down a narrow road and ripped my open car door off!), fairly-new car engines exploding, overheating engines, batteries that died after a year, and lug nuts that wouldn't come off without a special key. I've had constant tire problems on every car I've owned for at least a decade now, including having all four tires on one car picking up screws/nails within a month (but at seperate times). I just get a car with a brand-new engine....
The compressor went out on the air conditioner. On the day we were supposed to return home from Lake Wales. 4.5 hours away.
This wouldn't be a big deal if:
- The compressor wasn't needed to make the air conditioner work.
- The air conditioner wasn't needed to turn one of the pullys that the serpentine belt goes through.
- A car with a serpentine belt does not run if the belt breaks--a dead pully breaks the belt, stopping the engine completely and usually killing the water pump in the process.
- It wasn't an official holiday, even if it's the day after (because the holiday was on Sunday)
We got lucky in that Ferg's uncle is good friends with this biker/mechanic guy who found a compressor and fixed it. He only charged us $175 for parts and labor, but it didn't get fixed until 10pm. Which meant I didn't get home until 3:40-something AM. Ferg was going to stay with his dad for the week, but decided he should drive me home so I could get some sleep in the car--supposedly. In reality, he got into a fight with his stepmother for no discernable reason and decided not to stay--he actually slept the entire way home and I bought No-Doze to stay awake for the drive. (He was exhausted from staying up all night after getting drunk at his cousin's party, then going golfing with a different cousin on 3 hours of sleep and drinking even more. And yes, he went to play golf after finding out that the car was broken--and then complained to me when he got back because I had the bank card and he didn't have any money to spend while he was out.) By the time we got back to Tallahassee, I was completely wired, itchy, broke-out with hives, and half-sick to my stomach. It was too late to get any sleep because I couldn't guarantee that I'd wake up in time to go to work, so I'm going to work on no sleep and sick to my stomach. I'm bringing my No-Doze with me or else I'll crash about noon. I just hope I don't crash the car on the drive home tonight.
Oh, and the landlord called while we were gone because he wants his rent. Why does the car always break down when the rent is due?
Two more weeks until my vacation.
Four to five weeks until my permanent escape.
Thank god.
5:42 AM
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