feeling kinda
2:39 a.m. Sunday, December 9, 2001
hit me with a blue flamingo
well, finally! an online test worth taking. ;) courtesy of The Utterly Surreal Test, i'm now in touch with my inner Dali.

I am a Blue Moai in a Carpark.
My dilute pastiche of frozen dreams eats the reinforced hydrogen of time. Apple garages rake blind oil through my excitable architecture. I bring loose mechanisms to the windy sandstone.
Why the right kangaroo?
4:23 p.m. Saturday, December 8, 2001
stealing is bad.
i've had it. the guy who swiped my text gear? he's not linking directly to my gear anymore. he did go and create his own, as far as i can tell. guess what? it has nearly the same title and all my quotes. all of 'em. same formatting... i mean, who takes the time to put in break tags on that stuff? over 170 quotes that i've taken the time to pull together, to express a particular part of my philosophy. no acknowledgement, and only a half-assed apology. i'm really angry that my work is being used somewhere else with no credit. you can point out that information is free on the 'Net, and that all the quotes are public domain, and he should have the right to use the same quotes. i'm still pissed.
11:50 a.m. Friday, December 7, 2001
Friday Five
courtesy of smattering.
1. If you were to go to a movie this weekend, which one would you pick?
hm. i want to see Serendipity, but i'm not much in the mood for mush. probably KPAX.
2. What movie would you like to rent this weekend?
i wouldn't mind seeing Princess Bride again.
3. What one TV show do you always try to watch?
The Daily Show with Jon Stewart.
4. If you (and your S.O.) were cool with it, what five celebrities (at the most) would it be 'ok' for you to have a fling with?
well, since i don't have an SO, this is an open playing field, isn't it? off the top of my head - John Cusack, Alan Rickman, Kevin Spacey, Laurence Fishburne, Russell Crowe. at least, that's the list for today.
5. How do you plan to spend your weekend?
honestly? hanging around the house in my pajamas, doing not a damn thing except wallowing. not healthy, i admit. but a weekend of slothdom sounds appealing right now. oh, well, i'll probably put together a Christmas list. but that's it.
11:27 p.m. Thursday, December 6, 2001
mreow.
so, i've been worried about my grey cat. she's been sick. since she came home from the vet, she's been clingy in a way that makes no sense. she's never been a lap cat, and is wingy about pets on the best of days. tonite? she sat in my lap for 15 minutes, loving every bit of pets that i gave her.
i'm hoping and praying that this comes from her being freaked out about the vet, and that it's not her way of saying goodbye. i'm really hoping that's the case. *meowp*
12:26 p.m. Thursday, December 6, 2001
three guesses as to what time of the month it is.
i stopped in at CVS to get a few things before i went home to collapse last night. in my basket at the checkout:
- orange juice
- Saltines
- peanut butter crackers
- Pringles Sour Cream and Onion, single serve can
- Mint Milano cookies
- Frito Lay Snack Tray - Ruffles wavy chips and French onion dip, in a convenient serving tray
- Velveeta Mac 'n Cheese
- a Mounds bar
- a Rice Krispie Treat
- pack of Camel Lights
scared? no? this should do it - what i really wanted was mac and cheese in a can and Toffifay, but i couldn't find either of them, which is how i ended up with the rest of the stuff.
2:24 a.m. Wednesday, December 5, 2001
*snort*
i love good error messages. i just got an excellent one. my blog is listed on a server, and you ping them to let them know it was updated. the error message i got?
Thanks for the ping, however we can only accept one ping every five minutes. It's cool that you're updating so often, however, if I may be so bold as to offer some advice -- take a break, you'll enjoy life more.
if i may say so? well done! :)
2:11 a.m. Wednesday, December 5, 2001
but this *is* my life.
got some interesting feedback recently. this may mutate into a full fledged journal entry, but for now, i want to get this down here.
had my journal reviewed. the reviewer pointed out some color discrepancies, which i appreciate. i meant to fix them, and the kick in the pants got me to do it. all good.
then the reviewer said that my journal didn't seem that personal, as it was a lot of collab entries. now, this has been true recently. i bagged out of things because i've been severely depressed, but kept up with the collabs (barely).
however, i choose to respectfully disagree. just because the idea came from a collab doesn't mean the entry isn't personal. i guess it comes down to what your idea of a journal is. i think: a journal or blog is about sharing personal ideas. they seem to think: a journal or blog is about your day to day life. and if you write about it in an abstract sense? or a less than day to day way, with collab entries? not so good.
let me say: i voluntarily signed up for the review. and i don't mind the comments. it just points out a difference of opinion as to what constitutes sharing your personal life. from my point of view, some of the collab entries i've written are far more personal than the every day entries.
'nuff said.
2:08 a.m. Wednesday, December 5, 2001
new and tasty tunes
yummmm. after Modest Mouse, i didn't think it could get better. but it did. i got hooked into soniaDADA. and they rock.
1:46 a.m. Wednesday, December 5, 2001
'alleged'
i saw a news article the other day (okay, 4 days ago) that still has me pissed off. the title? 'alleged rape victim says...'. *growl* okay. i'm not going to get into the politics of rape here. but let me just say this about news coverage. there is no such thing, according to The Media, as an 'alleged' murder victim or an 'alleged' robbery victim. you don't see stories about 'alleged' car accidents, or 'alleged' assaults. why, why is it that the media still sees fit to question what is clearly a crime? and if the victim sees herself or himself as a victim of a crime, why compound the crime by reporting it as 'alleged'?
as i said - i'm not going to get into the politics here. if you want to say something to me, i'm ready to hear it. and i do see a future essay brewing. but for now, i just want to vent/rant about the unfairness of the media terminology.
5:26 p.m. Tuesday, December 4, 2001
a lavendar scented oasis in my afternoon
couldn't quite figure out why there was a small box on my chair when i got back from lunch, as i didn't remember ordering anything. turns out drugstore.com is sending out year-end freebies to their best customers (i ordered once). and it was a really good stash - i was pleasantly surprised.
there was a trial size of the Listerine PocketPaks, which i've wanted to try. also, a lovely diddy bag, all tied up at the top, of lavendar things. sachet, body mist, shower gel. and not wimpy sizes either, but a good 5 or 6 ounces. and a loofah. huh. who knew?
5:19 p.m. Tuesday, December 4, 2001
twinkle, twinkle
how is it that we (me, anyway, and maybe you) end up buying a new string of Christmas lights every few years, whether we need them or not? it's not as if the old ones are broken. you just need to get new lights.