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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
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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!
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Reference Guide to Chicago Manual of Style
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Epicurious Recipes
Inn Recipes; Recipes for all Occasions
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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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Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Rumors of my death have been greatly exagerated....
(I was actually only kidnapped by aliens)
Okay, so who wants the scoop on Elvis and what actually goes on when those goofy-looking guys with the big eyes snatch you up???
Alright, I admit it. I wasn't really taken by aliens. I'm just kind of lazy about leaving the house to go to the library since the weather hasn't been all that fun. Rain rain rain! Grey skies and rain, in fact, and I'm just not a "rain" person. Long walks in the rain, singing in the rain, making love in the rain?? No thanks. I'll take mine with nice warm heat and some comfort. It's not romantic. It doesn't make me want to cuddle. It just makes me cold, wet, and uncomfortable. It also gets on my glasses. And I hate wet shoes. And wet clothes. And being wet, in general, unless I decided to get wet in, say, a nice hot shower (or other, even more interesting ways, but I digress...). So now that I've bored you senseless with my diatribe about rain, you'll actually think this rest of this is interesting! (At least that's my nefarious plan. Barring that, you'll forget that I haven't updated in forever and will actually be interested in what I might say. There's always hope!)
On the job front
I have an interview this coming Saturday (October 30) for a job with a shipping company. I'm kind of feeling good about this one. The owner and I had a wonderful conversation on the phone and she's coming down from the home office in Owensboro to meet with me personally (the job's in Georgetown, just outside of Lexington). I don't want to get too excited, for fear of jinxing it or having my expectations dashed, but I'm excited that I finally got another phone call.
On the home front
Daniel narrowly avoided death when I received in the mail another report card with F's on it. There was also a D, an A, and an incomplete (the latter for some variety, I guess). He's currently banned from all role-playing games, something that he was really getting into. I feel horribly guilty about that, but I did tell him that I wouldn't accept less than a C in any class and given that he tests out at genius-level on IQ tests and off the charts on standardized testing, I don't think that's asking all that much.
Allen just returned from a week with the "fiance"/girlfriend in Illinois. He hasn't said much about it, except that he was ready to come home by the end of the 10 days. In the meantime, I don't see him making any notable (or even any negligible) effort to complete the GED testing that he started so well at. It's a matter of transportation--he told me how he's not going to ride the bus or catch a ride with Jerry in the morning because he's not "waiting around for 2 hours for them to open". First of all, exageration--an hour, maybe, not two. Second of all, as I told him, I guess he doesn't want it that much. I hate to tell him this, but he only has a few short months to get his act together and figure out where he's going to live and how because his time of sponging off of me is rapidly running out. Especially since I caught him (after the fact) spending $40 or so on grass to get high and then had the nerve to turn around and ask me for money for cigarettes. NOPE. You got the money to get high, you got the money to provide for your own other bad habits.
Me....hmmmmmmm....I've been freaking out over the past couple of days. Anxiety has hit me hard and I've been about an inch and a half from a panic attack for 2 days. I need to find $80 to send to Nikki (which is not much, compared to the $200/month I promised her when I left). I need to find the money to get the phone turned back on. (They just shut it off Sunday or Monday.) Jerry told me to take the money (for Nik) from the account, but considering that he gave me the $200 for her last month and he doesn't have a windshield (still) because of it, NO. I have my child support check and I'll send her the money from that, but we need the rest to live on if we expect to eat and have gas, so I can't pay the phone bill. To add to the problems, there's my brakes going out on my car. Not just brake shoes, either. Possibly the master cylinder. Poor Jerry is trying to support all these extra people on his salary... the heat isn't working for some reason in the back half of the house and he can't afford to have anyone look at it and as I mentioned, he hasn't been able to get his windshield fixed and I can't help thinking that if it wasn't for me and mine being such a drain on his finances, he wouldn't have to worry about this because he'd have the money. ARRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!
I don't have anything to sell, except possibly a kidney. Anyone need a kidney??
SIGH
Speaking of panic attacks
I've had two appointments with the shrink here at the Lexington VA.
I MISS DR ADAMS!!!
I don't feel comfortable with this woman at all. I start talking to her and she interupts me to ask a question that has nothing to do with what I'm saying. Our first meeting, she asked me 5 times in 5 different ways if I took drugs of any kind, other than what was prescribed. Apparently, "No", isn't good enough. By god, if you have a crappy childhood, a chaotic adulthood, and are chronically depressed, you must be an alcoholic drug-addict!!! Just ask a few more times and the truth will out! Stupid woman *grrrrrrrr*
Her accent is so thick, too, I can barely understand half of what she's saying and she doesn't seem to understand me. Maybe if English isn't your first language, you should master it before attempting to deal with people in a career involving TALKING. Of course, maybe you should also at least attempt to master looking like you give a damn, too, but I'll take the "understanding the language" part, first. If this next session is as frustrating as the last two (the second of which wasn't even really a session--it was to get my prescription refilled), I'm asking them to switch me to someone else.
Finally...
I will be sooooooo happy when election day gets here! First and foremost (and apologies to any conservative friends in advance), I'm hoping that Bush will get booted from office, obviously. To be perfectly honest, however, I'm most looking forward to the end of the political commercials on tv. They are the most sickening displays of mudslinging and outright lies I've ever seen, and that's saying something.
I'm not talking about the presidential ads, though they're bad enough. Around here, there's a senator, Bunning (R-incumbent), who is running the most dispicable ads I've ever seen. He's actually accused his opponent of being "for the terrorists"! And, in a debate, he said that the guy looked like one of Hussein's sons! Yes, he is apparently going for the racist bigot vote. The truly scary thing is that, according to polls, he's got 57% of the vote in Kentucky. How anyone can look at those ads and think "yep, I wanna vote for him!" is completely beyond me! Then there is the Republican party ads against Nick Clooney. (So bad that no candidate will actually put his name on them!) They're actually calling him "Looney" Clooney. Isn't it nice that they let people with a kindergarten mentality devise ad campaigns?
I'm so sick of the "You suck!" "No, YOU suck!" behavior that I could scream. I have been muting every single ad (even the ones that I somewhat agree with) over the past few days.
But enough griping....
First, I'm fairly certain I missed it already (and I still need to mail out the gift) but CONGRATULATIONS ANNIKA AND WILL!!! I want to see pictures of the nupitals as soon as possible! Any birthdays I might of missed, I'm very sorry, and Happy Birthday! Finally, Jess, your telephone number has disappeared from my phone list. Apparently, since you have the same name as Allen's girlfriend, he felt it was more important to list her number under that name instead of giving it a different one and deleted your number. (Allen very much needs to get his own damned phone).
1:36 PM
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