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Wednesday, November 29th, 2006
1:22 pm - stolen from bellydancindan
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current mood: sad

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Monday, November 27th, 2006
4:09 pm
BTW, isn't it ridiculous how simple and quick work gets when you quite bitching and moaning and just do that? XD I hate that! It makes me feel like such a time-waster (which I TOTALLY am). Just thought I'd share.

current mood: guilty

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12:17 pm - Weep O Mine Eyes!
Weep, O mine eyes and cease not, weep, O mine eyes, weep, O mine eyes, weep and cease not, and cease not.
Alas, these your pring tides increase not, methinks increase not.
O when, O when begin you to swell so high that I may drown me in you, that I may drown me in you.
O when, O when begin you to swell so high that I may drown me in you, that I may drown me in you.

The music files are mostly MIDI, which is EXTREMELY unfortunate. However the last one (CDPL #21) I'm pretty sure is a piano recording (probably from a keyboard...but still, it's not MIDI). The music is here: http://www.oldmusicproject.com/madrigalia/Bennet/WeepMineEyes.pdf

I can't believe I didn't think to google it sooner.


You'll have to type in the final parenthesis to get to hear the song. For whatever reason LJ doesn't want to acknowledge that it is part of the web address, but it is. Just so y'all know. It's TOTALLY worth the trouble. ;)

current mood: full

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12:01 pm - Get Infected
Daniel! I may have real moral objections to saying "you can wear a rubber/but it won't protect you." As much as I LOVE the concept and the groove, I just don't know if I can say that and still feel like an all around good person. It makes me long for the simple times...the times of corpse eating. I was grooving to the MGW music though. Very awesome. There's your update there. I'll start thinking about wordz in a few days.

BTW! I TOTALLY want to get my Call of Cthulhu on over break! Is this possible? Can we pull it off? I'm super excited about it, and y'all should be too. Let me know!

current mood: awake

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Sunday, November 26th, 2006
2:12 pm

current mood: happy

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12:51 am
I'm SUPER tired. I have so much crap to do.

current mood: exhausted

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Friday, November 24th, 2006
3:41 pm
On my quick and dirty search to see if it would be a bad idea to microwave some leftovers in a rubbermaid sandwich container, I found this:

Connoisseurs of microwave-ready popcorn and pizza got a scare several years ago when it was discovered that browning and crisping units in the packages leached low levels of benzene. The culprits were heat-concentrating elements in the packages called "susceptors," made of PET plastic bonded to aluminum with adhesive that emitted traces of the carcinogen. Manufacturers reformulated the packages, and FDA officials say it's now "a nonissue."

w00t! Benzene!

(taken from http://www.mindfully.org/Plastic/Microwave-Health-Problems.htm. Just to cover my ass and all...I didn't write it, duh!)

current mood: amused

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3:17 pm
So I went through all the effort to vote and get my freaking ballot in on time. And today I get a letter saying my vote was REJECTED because I didn't fill out the stupid envelope right. ARG! This is so ANNOYING! Whatever. The Dems won, so it doesn't matter in the end...and I still made a conscious effort to vote.

A for Effort
F for Following Directions

Such is life.

PS-I had a great holiday and I hope you all did too. I laughed a lot and I enjoyed that immensely.

current mood: aggravated

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Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006
11:37 pm
You're a Kiwi
You scored 50% seductive and 56 % impractical.
You're intellectual. Practical. Acerbic. Genteel. You have the soul of a poet and a shining sense of responsibility. People look at you from a distance and fall in love. When they finally get close to you, they learn that your wits have made you... tangy. Luscious. Irresistible. You've got that bookworm and sackcloth kind of appeal, and when you let down your hair, you're really, really something.

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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You scored higher than 17% on sensuality

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You scored higher than 29% on wildness
Link: The Fruit Test written by mshathvri on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

current mood: amused

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11:14 pm
So tonight I got to laugh a bunch in my ceramics class, and for that I am thankful. It was just what I needed.

On a related note, I recently read that the average kindergartener laughs 200-300 times a day, while the average adult laughs 15-20 times a day. What the HELL is up with that? :( It's pretty messed up is what it is.

Have a happy turkey day. (Save a turkey, though. Eat a Hokie.)

current mood: content

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Tuesday, November 21st, 2006
11:12 pm - I don't care who wrote the note
This is hate aimed directly at "The Wood Elf":

Grow a pair (and a screenname) or FUCK OFF. If you've got a problem with me, approach me like a real person and talk to me about it. I like to consider myself more than a reasonable person.

I can't stand when people decide that LJ is the place to throw down shit that's happening in real life. LJ is where you go to rant and whine and get over it.

Also, it's "your" and "mongooses". L2Spell.

current mood: annoyed

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3:02 pm
So someone just slipped a note under my door that said "Please stop singing". I tore it up. I hate the people here. I'm coming home earlier that I thought I was. THANK GOD.

Is it stupid that I'm letting something like this ruin my day? Because it has. I was in a good mood and now I just feel very lonely and sad. I hate being here.

I'm almost positive it was either the roomie or one of the suite mates. And as tempting as it is to go around and try to match handwriting, I'm not going to. I'll only get angry and unproductive.

current mood: disappointed

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1:44 am - From Russia, With Appreciation
So on TBS they had Jim Hensen's Puppet Up! Uncensored Puppet Improv tonight. It was pretty good...but I felt like there was a lot of down time. They could take a thing or two from Who's Line Is It, Anyway? Just as far as witty repartee between "host" and "comedians" is concerned, because the Puppet Up! host was incredibly annoying and whenever he was onstage I just wanted him to go away. Not funny, and kinda weird looking. :( Plus it would be more entertaining I think to cut him out and have the puppeteers do the MC-ing. Whatever. I enjoyed parts of it and could have done without other parts.

On a related note: What is the "Quarters" drinking game?

I'm feeling good about most of my classes, so Yay!

current mood: creative

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Sunday, November 19th, 2006
4:17 pm
I had a nice two and a half hour nap this afternoon, and it was very nice. :) Naps are good. That is all.

current mood: awake

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11:19 am - To Caitlin (because I know you'll never read this)
You stepped in shit and I hope you enjoy the smell. I'm not talking to you first this time.


So last night Caitlin and I had another fight. Keep in mind these current fights aren't like:
Her: "blah blah blah"
Me: "blah blah blah"
Her: "well, blah blah blah"
Me: "no. blah blah blah"

It's more like:
*hang up/log off*

Last time I sent her an e-mail telling her what I'd meant and that I hoped she didn't really think what she thought, because it wasn't how I felt. Last time, I was the one who put my foot in my mouth (again). Not so, this time! This time she's the asshole and there's no two ways about it.

I was having a cruddy day. Not shitty, not horrible, just cruddy. I was bored and lonely and all I wanted was to talk to someone. And I told her this. So blah blah blah, nice, general conversation about breaks, xmas, etc. Then I ask if she'd read something I'd sent her a while ago (she'd forgotten) and I said it was no biggie, I'd just changed my mind about it (which was true. I'd decided moments earlier that I wasn't sure if it really did anything; if it was just an exercise in indulgence over a melancholic mood) and I said something to that effect but very simplified. To which she asked "Why do you get so depressed about your work?" Then "And life?" To which I told "Just life I guess" in an attempt to be clever/witty/an asshole. She asks me a couple more questions about my emotional state and I basically evaded them by saying "I don't know." Finally she asked what was going on with me and did I want to talk or not, to which I replied "Can't we just talk about something else?" At which point she says "Fine. The conversation is yours to steer. Just keep in mind that I'm through wasting time and am getting ready for bed." I replied "me too. Have a good night." and logged off (an immature reaction, but I was stung by what she said).

The thing is that I've felt like all semester long she's called/talked to me about these situations she's in, and when I offer her the advice (on one particular occasion advice I knew was the right advice and I ABSOLUTELY KNEW she should follow if she wanted things to turn out for the best) and she just shuts it down. Doesn't even consider the things that I tell her.

On top of this, when we talk, I feel like I can't get a word in edgewise because she's too busy telling me how stressful/exciting/strange her life is at the moment.

The thing is, all this doesn't really bother me. It's a little irksome, but nothing big. It's nothing that I haven't dealt with from other people and from her before and it just doesn't really get to me. I'm willing to put up with it even when it's grating my last nerve, because I'm her friend and I know that sometimes you need someone to talk to. Plus I don't feel like I'm that exciting and I lead a boring life, so it's fun to hear all about the craziness of your life.

What does bother me is that when she's having a meltdown, when she's feeling shitty, I'm totally there for her. However, when I feel like crap, and I just don't want to talk about it, it's suddenly a waste of time and fuck it. Part of me wants to send her a GIANT e-mail spelling out all the things I hate about myself and my life. Just dump everything, from the big to the small, on top of her and let her wade through it and try to figure out what the hell she's supposed to do. But most of me doesn't want to say anything at all, because then I'd be admitting that maybe there is something wrong (which I've honestly already done) and that maybe she was right, and I just don't feel like giving her that pleasure.

Where does this leave me? It leaves me getting a poor night's sleep, getting up at six for a three hour meeting at work, and closing tonight. I am not a happy panda.

current mood: cranky

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Saturday, November 18th, 2006
4:43 pm
So at one point in high (I almost typed shit instead of high...no idea why) school I had a list of things I was going to do one day when I was rich and famous. I have since misplaced said list...but here are a few of the things that were on it:

-Have a successful boyband (I was going to do all the real work and have hunky actors lipsyncing up on stage)
-Have a successful girlband (same deal)
-Be a space tourist
-Sweep the VMAs while hosting them

Clearly these are your ordinary adolescent dreams; wildly improbably and full of fun, adventure, and vigor. I really wish I could remember what else was on the list. It was pretty long.

I have to say that for all the time I spent bitching and complaining about high school, whoever designed it had the right idea in mind. A broad, general education to broaden and excite a bored, moronic mind. I felt broadened at the time. I could do anything I put my mind to. And for the most part, I really took advantage of that. I was on the forensics team, in madrigals, a participant within the theatre, and a part of the lit mag. I took a variety of classes that ranged from challenging to easy to mind-numbing to bogged in work. I was well-fucking-rounded!

I miss that. In that kind of environment, dreams can thrive.

Lately I've been feeling pretty dreamless. Hell, I haven't even been dreaming as much in my sleep. And I think this has a lot to do with the fact that I feel like I can't do whatever it is that I want to anymore. I no longer have the option of taking any class that interests me. Not if I want to graduate on time (which in college is imperitive, since you're paying for the education!).

Anyway...just thought I'd mention that.

current mood: depressed

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12:21 am
Your SAT Score of 1350 Means:

You Scored Higher Than Howard Stern
You Scored Higher Than George W. Bush
You Scored Higher Than Al Gore
You Scored Lower Than David Duchovny
You Scored Lower Than Natalie Portman
You Scored Lower Than Bill Gates

Your IQ is most likely in the 130-140 range

Equivalent ACT score: 30

Schools that Fit Your SAT Score:
Brown University
Northwestern University
Carnegie Mellon University
Cornell University
Reed College

You're a LiveJournal Fiend!

You're into LiveJournal, big time... just not as much as your friends.

Still, you've LJ'ed from work - and made posts about what you had for dinner. Sicko!

You may be safe from the clutches of LJ - or maybe you're just are an adept liar!

I think it's funny because sometimes I do post lists of the things I've eaten. LOLZ.

Speaking of, here was dinner:
-pasta with marinara
-lamb leg slices, with mint sauce
-sauteed tomatoes, squash and zucchini
-three chocolate chip cookies

current mood: chipper

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Friday, November 17th, 2006
5:54 pm
I TOTALLY forgot to mention that I was COMPLETELY REJECTED!

See, for class we wrote these stories and submitted them to this magazine. And they rejected me. I got the rejection e-mail yesterday. But this is ok, because I didn't expect them to accept my submission anyway. Plus they gave me some feedback that told me that they read my story, and that in itself is pretty exciting to me! So YAY!

current mood: ecstatic

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5:52 pm
I just spent like 3 and a half hours in the ceramics lab. It's nice to just go and spend a chunk of time in there. Very relaxing. Plus there's that whole "playing with mud" thing that brings you right back to preschool. That's good too.

I got a paycheck yesterday for $175.02! It was for the week of 10/28-11/03 and I worked 28.4 hours! WHAT THE HELL? I generally only work about 12-14 hours in a week. That was a crazy amount of work. And I knew it at the time. (Coincidentally that's right around the time when I suddenly felt swamped by school work and fell behind. XD) But's it good to know that I'm making money.

I have to get up at 6 on Sunday so I can get showered and to work for a three hour meeting that starts at 7. That's gonna be fun. :\

current mood: drained

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Tuesday, November 14th, 2006
12:07 pm
It's hard for me to get excited about working with other people in class. It's even harder when I have very littler respect for said people. That said, there's only one person in the group who I don't really respect and think is a raging bitch. But it still kinda colors the whole experience. :( And they were kinda trashing an absent member of the group last night (which I purposefully took no part in) and the comment was made that the absent person barely has the cognitive skills to function, let alone follow the directions of the project. I can't tell you how uncomfortable that made me feel. And it wasn't the bitchy girl saying it either! A lot of the reason that I don't like this kind of conversation is because I just find them hurtful and mean, but the other reason is that if these people are so willing to trash this guy, does that mean they're trashing me when I'm not around? It's paranoid...but I feel like I'm allowed to be a little paranoid.

That said, I'm now going to take the time to trash bitchy girl. Why is this ok? Well...first of all, none of you know her. Secondly I'm not going to name her beyond "bitchy girl". And thirdly because I really can't stand her and I need to get this off my chest.

Bitchery...but descriptive bitchery.Collapse )

That felt good. At the end I accidentally put < /bitchery > instead of < /lj-cut > at first. It was quite humorous.

In other news I believe I have a stye and that makes me unhappy, but not desolate.

current mood: bitchy

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