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Friends LiveJournal for Maria.
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| Friday, May 16th, 2008 |
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 The installation diary Apple Fritter's instructions for Old powerbooks http://www.applefritter.com/hacks/duodig Also: A page that documents specific instructions for many old laptops: http://repair4laptop.org/notebook_pictur |
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May 15th, 2008, the California Supreme Court struck down the state's existing gay marriage ban. (Here! Have an article: http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/05/15/same.se Startlingly enough, the vote was 4-3 in favor of striking the ban, an unexpected outcome since six of the seven justices were Republicans. |
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| Thursday, May 15th, 2008 |
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| Jitka says it's never too late to learn a language (she's fluent in Czech, French, German, and Enligh, and is starting Spanish next)... but where do you start? How can you do it on your own? I know it's possible but I just... don't get it, and I want to. | ||||
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 Free* Shadowmoor Booster Draft!
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I saw Charles Armstrong on TV today. It was bizarre for many reasons. 1. He was my advisor during my two weeks at CU. 2. Today was Teacher's Day. 3. I was at a mom-and-pop restaurant (the kind where you have to take your shoes off before you go in) in a middle of a red-light district having lunch with Bella when I looked up at the TV and his face was there. Should I write him and tell him, hey, i was having lunch in the brothel district and i saw your face on TV while sucking on a piece of cucumber! Happy Teacher's Day! I discovered today that one of my students is for the War in Iraq. I knew these people existed, but I've never met one before today. I asked him if he was Republican (since he's from Texas and all) and he said he doesn't care about that stuff. I kinda miss the days I wouldn't touch politics with a ten-foot pole because people in my family who get involved in politics all somehow end up dead or castigated by the media. |
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I never blog about sports. Last night in Baltimore, Manny Ramirez, star slugger and outfielder for our beloved Boston Red Sox, ran full tilt to catch a bouncing double. He made a spectacular catch, and then he used his momentum to JUMP UP ON THE WALL AND HIGH-FIVE A BOSTON FAN. He then landed, turned, and threw the ball in field to COMPLETE A DOUBLE PLAY and end the inning. That's bliss. That's joy on toast. That's what life should be like, all the time. (Video Link) Boston lost the game, but it's almost worth it... |
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| Wednesday, May 14th, 2008 |
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I had "the talk" with the boss about my raise yesterday. Raise was OK, but not as good as I hoped. During this past year I've gone above and beyond, especially with tech stuff (replacing hard drives, modem install, Windows reinstalls, upgrading memory, fixing her infected laptop, fixing her son's computer, dozens of software issues in the office, installing 2 new computers, new color laser, and tons more hardware and software stuff...) and I guess I hoped that I would be compensated accordingly. Nope. I knew it was a bit of a gamble to do this stuff without defining the parameters first, but hope springs eternal, eh? I am not sure she fully realizes all that I did on the tech front for the office, although I suspect it will start to become clear soon how much money I saved her. All night I thought about the raise, and today I mentioned that perhaps it is time for her to hire an IT person and to install a server. I enjoy doing the work, but by doing it my focus is removed from my regular job. So, as of today I'm going to let more of the tech stuff go. It isn't what I was hired for and I'm not compensated accordingly, so logically it makes sense. I don't like making that choice, but what else could I do? Also, I am going to start working from home as soon as I can get it all set up. I made it clear that even though I volunteered for teleworking that I cannot do it permanently. (A year, 18 months tops. Beyond that and I suspect that I'll need rubber walls.) Any advice? Anyone done/doing it?  |
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 From a photo in the New Jersey Star Ledger. Original and story here. :o) |
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I'm sure many of you have seen the reviews in both newspapers of Dinky's Donuts. I ordered a sampler dozen yesterday & tried them this morning. The doughtnuts themselves are pretty good, but the icing is just insane - I'm suffering a super sugar high. It's like CostCo cake icing. Expensive but good. |
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Позволил себе перевести одну из ранних статей о нарождающемся течении. Вдобавок в сети не находил ее перевода. ( Полный текст статьи Джона Клеллона Холмса, опубликованной в New York Times Magazine 16 ноября 1952 г. В статье появляется термин «разбитое поколение», хотя авторы, которых отождествляют с этим поколением, не публиковались еще несколько лет спустя. ) |
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| Tuesday, May 13th, 2008 |
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Jitka e-mailed me two nights ago telling me she was in Fredonia... today we went to Upper Crust and had lunch. She was married last June (day before my birthday, actually -- that was also my first high dive) at a castle on the Moldau in Bohemia... I guess being European has its perks. It was so nice to see her again, especially since this is my last week here. She was a big part of my musical growth and I remember how fascinated I was when I watched her play. She hasn't really changed at all; when I first saw her she told me I looked different -- I shrugged (my hair is longer and I don't have facial hair anymore), and she said "healthier, maybe?" We had a surprise party for Mr. East... Mrs. Bacon brought guitar hero and we convinced him to try it (I have video footage). Somehow, all of these things really feel soaked with emotion now because I'm keenly aware that this is the end... four more days... I can't believe it. |
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What... The... Hell? Just how, pray, does one relate to a tomato or a stalk of celery? I share more experiences and opinions with Ludwig van Beethoven or Nikolai Tesla than with okra or a kumquat. Is this what Political Correctness and the public schools have done to today's kids? Gott im Himmel! |
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 "Don't do it Bob! You've got so much to live for! Nooooooo!" (Thanks to ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} exoterica for sharing the pic!)
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I have a friend who is looking to come to town & stay for about 3 weeks. I've called around to a couple of hotels/motels in the area and not many do extended stays, or at least offer a discount for extended stays. I've looked at the Residence Inn in Williston, just so you know. She'd like to be close to downtown & the bus lines so she doesn't need a car rental. Does anyone know of a place that I don't? |
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| Monday, May 12th, 2008 |
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Have you ever noticed how disorienting a room can be when you look at it in a mirror? Or if you took a picture of your living room then flipped it on a computer... it's like nothing seems to be in the right place and the room itself doesn't even seem to be a cohesive image. It must be that the original orientation of the room is so ingrained in your brain that to reverse it means to completely unhinge reality... or at least dismember your brain's perception enough to keep the flipped image looking incomprehensible. Part of me wishes I were walking at graduation on Saturday... but I know that I couldn't have known NOT to walk last Spring. I didn't know I would want to dive again (that's why I stuck around for the extra semester)... but because this semester has a deeper sense of closure than last year, it wouldn't have been a bad thing to do it again. Even so... it's nice NOT to have to do it. I've convinced myself somehow that it'll be a deeper sense of closure just letting this week go the way it will and not walking. My parents are coming to the President's luncheon. I think that'll be a nice way to end Fredonia... just like it started, with my parents there. |
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Did someone yell "Marco"? Yeah, I'm here. Just busy. Really busy. I haven't forgotten y'all, I think I've just gorged myself on too much computer lately. (If that is possible!) I keep checking in and trying to read posts, but I do have some catching up to do. I plan to be back once this little problem is taken care of, which I will be tackling tonight. What fun. (Actually, I do enjoy playing with my tools. Heh.) Wish me luck!  ETA: I can now tell you with 100% certainty that there is no plug in the drain. ROFLMAO I also now know that the pump does NOT stop the water from leaving the washer... gravity does. (I was thinking that the pump acted similar to an automatic car not rolling backwards... foolish me.) Well, my bathroom floor is now the cleanest it has been since I moved in! :D Who cares. I'm having fun. :DDD Last update, I swear! The fat lady is singing an aria, and I've tossed in the towel. (Well, six white huge beach towels to be exact. Along with my tank and shorts.) I've checked everything I know how, and all signs point to failed pump. Damn. I could order a new one and fix it myself, but that would mean risking the breakage of a nail. (GASP!) Go figure. I've helped rebuild a half dozen engines and I don't wanna break a nail. Women. Aren't we grand? |
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Rainbow Coop Grocery Store, San Francisco |
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When other people reject us or judge us, they are responding to something within themselves: some part of themselves that is not compatible with something we have done. It has as much to do with them as it has to do with us. When other people adore us, or approve of us, the same rule holds. I can not define my value based on how worthy I am in other people's eyes. That road leads to madness! I must define my value based on my own evaluation of myself. When I am judged or rejected, I should certainly listen for advice or ideas that might help me become a better person, but I must discard the excess. If I take their rejection personally, then I am listening too closely to something that largely comes from their own insecurities or ideas about the world. This is the key to loving someone who dislikes me: recognizing that their dislike is fundamentally a part of the box they live in, not a true reflection of my worth. When two personalities struggle with various incompatibilities, it is not the "fault" of either; one person is not more worthy of love than the other. Similarly, when I am adored or appreciated, I should certainly enjoy the love and affirmation and listen for clues about how to grow as a positive force in the universe... but if you like me, you like me because some of my qualities fit well with your story. I must not let approval be my lifeline, I must not depend on love to tell me I am good or dislike to tell me I am bad. These responses are not the road... they are but road signs where our two stories intersect. |
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OH went to Lane Bryant yesterday, to get fitted for a bra. While there, she noticed some stuff on the sale racks, and told me about it when she got back here. So, I prettied myself up and dragged my fat ass there, only to see a dress I'd had my online eye on for weeks. Unfortunately, they didn't have the teal in my size (would you believe a 16?), but they did have brown and black. So, I bought one of each. I had a very hard time passing up a pair of dresses that didn't look like crap on me, when I could get them for a total of $48, tax, title, and out the door. Here they is, by the way, along with the reason I'm not modeling them at the moment.  Some people's cats... |
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Worlds Apart Games General membership meeting will be tonight at 7pm at the store. Agenda If you are a member, please try to show up. If you are not a member but have an opinion you wish to voice please feel free to come and share that opinion with us. |
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| Sunday, May 11th, 2008 |
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Today was Mr. East's retirement party thrown by the faculty, so I arranged "When I'm 64" by the Beatles for clarinet ensemble. Since I've got a lot of experience with arranging (see: JNTP), it was easy to do, but I think this was more rewarding because I was able to bring it to life -- 16 clarinetists crammed into a tiny kitchen sounded pretty damn good. Everyone laughed, Mr. East loved it, and it felt... so good to do. I want to arrange more stuff for clarinet choir -- I'm thinking perhaps the Imogen Heap reductions I started would do well. I'm glad I stayed the extra semester. Things feel so more final this year -- I feel a lot more closure in this last week than I did last Spring. Last Spring was amazing -- walking Snuggles every day, frolicking in the field behind Brigham, and being generally lazy, but at the end of it I felt like I hadn't finished... obviously moving to Main Street had something to do with it. Knowing that all of my things will be gone in a week makes me realize that it's really over -- nothing of me will be left in Fredonia except reputation. I'm glad I could be here for Mr. East's retirement... I realized I was his oldest student in attendance -- I've studied with him for five years! Dr. Boelter's house is on lake Erie and there is a 25-foot bluff at the end of his property. It was cloudy today and made it feel like "The Ring." I don't really know what I'm trying to convey or explain right now... it's just this feeling of really knowing and really experiencing the end of a huge era. I did not want to go to college and I can't believe I ever felt that way... even though I plan to go all the way to a DMA, no school will ever be like Fredonia and no experience will ever be quite like this. ...and although I want to end the entry on that, I have to tell about the picnic! The percussion area picnic was at Point Gratiot (also on lake Erie) and harp is part of the percussion area, so Mario invited me and Sipkje to go. We ate lots of hotdogs and played kickball -- I've become so competitive since high school! I was taunting the other team... I even caught the ball a few times. We convinced Mario to play and it was hilarious... this litle 60-something Portugese man trying to kick the ball... he would kick it and stand on the base watching it while we all yelled for him to run. Haha. |
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I'm bad at long-distance relationships. I love my mother and father and my siblings desperately, but I am very poor at maintaining our connection over distance. But I DID call my mom on Mother's Day. And so should you. CALL YOUR MOM.  Your mom, like mine in this picture, is waiting for your call! (Your mom probably does not have as cool a phone as my awesome mom. Sorry.) |
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Shadowmoor Sealed Deck tournament at Worlds Apart! (www.worldsapartgames.org) 1pm today! Come play with us! ^_^ |
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| Saturday, May 10th, 2008 |
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| Sunday, May 11th, 2008 |
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It's been a while. I've been writing a column in Korea (in Korean) for the past year or so, and I finally have a fan. She (I am assuming it's a she) contacted me via my blog whose address was provided in the column next to the author name, and she said she really liked my work. My worst column was apparently her favorite. It's either flattery or poor taste. I've subtitled two movies so far and the commission for my third just came in. I'm very excited and I hope the winning streak lasts through application season because I need it. I need to pad the resume. It is getting fat, but it needs to be fatter. Fatter I say! And I need a killer writing sample. I'm thinking hoes or literature or dykes. MUST. GET. INTO. GRAD SCHOOL. We're cross-editing book samples again and woe is me, I am far from done and I was once again paired up with the lady who highlighted the word "dossier" and told me she doesn't know what that word means. I don't understand what her face means. Tomorrow is Bel's birthday celebration day. I need a plan! |
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| Saturday, May 10th, 2008 |
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 This will be an all FEMALE cast Cast Frank:Nikki Brad:Amanda Janet:Mel (me ^_^) Columbia:Allison Magenta:Laura Riff:Chelsea Rocky:Rachel Eddie/Dr Scott:Erin  The Rocky Horror Picture Show is presented with pre-shows and a live cast performance every Saturday at midnight. Over all run time is about 2 hours 20 minutes. Tickets Cost $6.25 |
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On the train to New Yorker, Jana and I read the New York. If you look carefully, you can see that beyond the magazine, on the seat in front of us, is some graffiti. Here's the graffiti up close:  For those who need translation: someone scrawled the usual suggestion, and later someone else crossed it off and wrote in, "Think in Kindness." Needless to say, the writing made me happy for the whole trip. The world has plenty of dark corners, but a little light goes a long way. Think in Kindness, -Douglas |
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pleased.
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