Not a lot to say right now. Well, I do have a lot to say, but AT&T won't be out to set up U-Verse for about a week, so I'm blogging from my iPhone.
I'm out of both old apartments. I'm certainly happy about only living in one place now. All accounts are closed and I'm settled in the new place. I'm very happy.
I'll have to give more details later, but it's hard to type a full blog post with my thumbs, you know. :)
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"skinny dipping in the dark, then we had a ménage a trois, last Friday night"
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
an end has a start
I have just a little soapbox tidbit today.
It's true that you do not know how something you do to someone can hurt them until the same thing happens to you. Even then, you may not know because you do not have the same past experiences as that person to make you react to things the way you do.
That being said, have you ever had someone passive aggressively talk about you online in some form or fashion? I know many have. One of my closest friends was terribly slandered online by a group of people who seemed to only want to make her life miserable. Those people surely could have had no idea how much it hurts a person to be talked about in a forum where they cannot defend or speak for themselves. This happened to me also, but on a much simpler scale. It was a couple of sentences. Perhaps a venting from a particularly bad day. But it hurt nevertheless. It hurt a lot that what was said online could not be said to me in person. So in my last post, wrong though it may have been, I made a comment that was in much the very same nature as the one posted about me. I did it on purpose to make a point without blatantly stating it. One should not write things about people and hurt them if they cannot handle people writing about them in the same manner. In other words, if it hurts your feelings when people write about you, you should not write about others.
Keep your malicious thoughts to yourself online, at least. Tell a close friend or family member to get it off your chest and leave it at that. No one likes to be talked about in a mean way.
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"someone hit the lights, because there's more here to be seen"
It's true that you do not know how something you do to someone can hurt them until the same thing happens to you. Even then, you may not know because you do not have the same past experiences as that person to make you react to things the way you do.
That being said, have you ever had someone passive aggressively talk about you online in some form or fashion? I know many have. One of my closest friends was terribly slandered online by a group of people who seemed to only want to make her life miserable. Those people surely could have had no idea how much it hurts a person to be talked about in a forum where they cannot defend or speak for themselves. This happened to me also, but on a much simpler scale. It was a couple of sentences. Perhaps a venting from a particularly bad day. But it hurt nevertheless. It hurt a lot that what was said online could not be said to me in person. So in my last post, wrong though it may have been, I made a comment that was in much the very same nature as the one posted about me. I did it on purpose to make a point without blatantly stating it. One should not write things about people and hurt them if they cannot handle people writing about them in the same manner. In other words, if it hurts your feelings when people write about you, you should not write about others.
Keep your malicious thoughts to yourself online, at least. Tell a close friend or family member to get it off your chest and leave it at that. No one likes to be talked about in a mean way.
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"someone hit the lights, because there's more here to be seen"
Friday, July 8, 2011
the goldrush
As promised, I made a video of the 4th of July fireworks. It's 15 minutes long, but I've watched it twice, anyway.
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Anywho, Corey is presumably quitting his job as I type this. The post won't come up until later, because I'm currently uploading the video you just watched to YouTube. So this is kind of a back-dated post here. He hates that job, and feels like he has too much to do in preparation for moving and starting the new job to have to deal with the nonsense and stress he's endured the past couple of weeks.
Moving should be interesting. My parents are coming on Sunday to pack up and move everything in my old apartment. I've been thinking, the thing I'm most excited about with that is having all my movies and loungewear back. For sure. And my kitchen table. Which I will probably have to seriously scrub down given what I observed last time I went back to check on things. I am nervous about not having enough money (as usual), but I am excited about being in a new place.
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"I'm marching through the cold"
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Anywho, Corey is presumably quitting his job as I type this. The post won't come up until later, because I'm currently uploading the video you just watched to YouTube. So this is kind of a back-dated post here. He hates that job, and feels like he has too much to do in preparation for moving and starting the new job to have to deal with the nonsense and stress he's endured the past couple of weeks.
Moving should be interesting. My parents are coming on Sunday to pack up and move everything in my old apartment. I've been thinking, the thing I'm most excited about with that is having all my movies and loungewear back. For sure. And my kitchen table. Which I will probably have to seriously scrub down given what I observed last time I went back to check on things. I am nervous about not having enough money (as usual), but I am excited about being in a new place.
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"I'm marching through the cold"
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
see you soon
I changed up my blog layout. Drastically. If that wasn't already apparent.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Fourth of July. I did for sure, thanks to a friend at work switching me work days so I had time to go home to see my family. I will definitely be writing her a Mercy 6th floor Bear Hug for that.
I took Abigail home to bathe her outside and let her run around and play and bark in the sunshine, since we don't have a lot of opportunities for that at home. I think she had a good time, but she was certainly tired and happy to be home by the end of the day! She slept the whole way home in the car, and laid on the floor and passed out once we got here.
I am going to be hopefully working on making a little video of the fireworks from the Greenwood square last night. Long and boring, for sure, but nice for folks who didn't go to a fireworks show or want to watch some more. I may delete Ruby and my commentary from it, too, depending on how funny it is. We'll see what I can figure out with iMovie.
We've got just over a week until we move into the new apartment. I'm excited, but very nervous. Nervous about money, logistics, Corey being gone to AT&T training, and whatever.
"I'll see you soon in a telescope lens"
I hope everyone had a wonderful Fourth of July. I did for sure, thanks to a friend at work switching me work days so I had time to go home to see my family. I will definitely be writing her a Mercy 6th floor Bear Hug for that.
I took Abigail home to bathe her outside and let her run around and play and bark in the sunshine, since we don't have a lot of opportunities for that at home. I think she had a good time, but she was certainly tired and happy to be home by the end of the day! She slept the whole way home in the car, and laid on the floor and passed out once we got here.
I am going to be hopefully working on making a little video of the fireworks from the Greenwood square last night. Long and boring, for sure, but nice for folks who didn't go to a fireworks show or want to watch some more. I may delete Ruby and my commentary from it, too, depending on how funny it is. We'll see what I can figure out with iMovie.
We've got just over a week until we move into the new apartment. I'm excited, but very nervous. Nervous about money, logistics, Corey being gone to AT&T training, and whatever.
"I'll see you soon in a telescope lens"
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
yellow (2)
I guess it's finally time for me to post day 30 (the last day, thank goodness) of 30 day song challenge. It was sort of fun in the beginning, but grew tiresome toward the end. Some memes just get too long to be amusing the whole way through.
Day 30 is my favorite song this time last year. Coincidentally, my favorite song last year is still my favorite song this year.
Yellow by Coldplay. I posted the live version for day 1; here is the studio recording for day 30.
"I wrote a song, I wrote a song for you, and it was called Yellow"
Day 30 is my favorite song this time last year. Coincidentally, my favorite song last year is still my favorite song this year.
Yellow by Coldplay. I posted the live version for day 1; here is the studio recording for day 30.
"I wrote a song, I wrote a song for you, and it was called Yellow"
Sunday, June 19, 2011
the call
I am taking zero credit for the creation of this post. I found it through a friend who posted the link to TheMonicaBird.com and this particular post. I'm guessing the girl who writes the blog wrote the post. Anyway, I really liked it!!
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"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."
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See, didn't you like it, too?
"it started out as a feeling which grew into a hope"
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"Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes. She has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.
Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag.She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she finds the book she wants. You see the weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a second hand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow.
She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.
Buy her another cup of coffee.
Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.
It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas and for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry, in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.
She has to give it a shot somehow.
Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.
Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who understand that all things will come to end. That you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.
Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.
If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.
You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.
You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.
Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.
Or better yet, date a girl who writes."
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See, didn't you like it, too?
"it started out as a feeling which grew into a hope"
Saturday, June 18, 2011
exo-politics
Ha! I had to get in another post today, because I found the neatest thing when I was cruising the internet for something to do today.
Did anyone ever play Oregon Trail back in the '90s? I played a lot in my 5th grade gifted and talented class. (Yeah, you can see our gifts and talents were put to good use :P) I was trying to find a computer game to play today, and I thought about trying to find some kind of free download for Oregon Trail.
Instead I found a website called Virtual Apple II. This thing is awesome! It claims to have nearly every game released for the Apple II computer available to play in your web browser! Now there is a plug in to download for some of the games, but it is just like any other plug in you would use. Like Java, Flash, or whatever. In Google Chrome browser, it's just another extension.
I played the whole game this afternoon. I even named my characters tacky names to provide some amusement on his or her tombstone if they were to die.
It was very fun, and I am looking forward to seeing what other games I can find on there to play!
"and I'll wait for the sign"
Did anyone ever play Oregon Trail back in the '90s? I played a lot in my 5th grade gifted and talented class. (Yeah, you can see our gifts and talents were put to good use :P) I was trying to find a computer game to play today, and I thought about trying to find some kind of free download for Oregon Trail.
Instead I found a website called Virtual Apple II. This thing is awesome! It claims to have nearly every game released for the Apple II computer available to play in your web browser! Now there is a plug in to download for some of the games, but it is just like any other plug in you would use. Like Java, Flash, or whatever. In Google Chrome browser, it's just another extension.
I played the whole game this afternoon. I even named my characters tacky names to provide some amusement on his or her tombstone if they were to die.
It was very fun, and I am looking forward to seeing what other games I can find on there to play!
"and I'll wait for the sign"
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