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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Thursday, January 19, 2006
White Smoke Indicates Death, Right?
As Daniel reminded me again tonight, I have really bad luck with cars. New cars, used cars, it doesn't matter. I can't seem to hold onto a car for more than 3 years without some major mechanical failure or a spectacular accident (only one of which was my fault) that renders the car inoperable.
This one wasn't really luck, though, and it's not actually my car, I just use it a lot since it's the only car that Jerry and I have and our only way to our respective jobs (unless I want to get on the bus at 5:45am to get to work by 8am). The car has been gradually falling apart since I've been here and it's been getting steadily worse. First the passenger door refused to closed properly and had to be taped shut. Yes, I said taped. Then the headlights began to, occasionally, when it seemed the most inoportune time, to flash on and off when they were supposed to be on. The engine began to rev too high most of the time. Then it began to accerate on it's own when you were driving it--there were times that I made the trip through town to pick him up without ever having to step on the gas. I only had to stomp the brake, really hard, in order to stop for lights and other cars. The temperature gauge would occasionally leap into the red and then back out. Tires would go nearly flat for no discernable reason, even after we changed the tire. Then, today, on the way home tonight, the temperature gauge shot into the red and smoke began pouring out from under the hood. NEVER a good sign. Nor is it a good sign when this is followed by a loud *POP* from under the hood before you can get through the intersection and off the road. This was followed by 45 minutes of waiting in the middle of the road in the cold for a ride and a tow truck while cars honked and pulled around us impatiently. Ironically, barely 20 minutes before, while in the grocery store, J had mentioned taking the car in for a tune up and I said, "Taking that car in for a tune up is like taking a guy that fell off a cliff in for a band-aid. The car is going to die sooner or later. I'm just hoping it's later rather than sooner."
So I called my new boss to ask for paid time off tomorrow and Jerry's taking time off, too, and we're going in search of a car payment we can afford. Unfortunately, car payments tend to be more than $50/month. Given that, I hope we can find a car payment we can barely afford if we cut out the extras and trim the grocery budget back a bit.
Stupid cars!
2:21 AM
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