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The Profile

Age. 36
Gender. Female
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
Location Altadena, CA
School. Other
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The World

The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:


Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
My hero(s)
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER

Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
The Schedule
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Looking Backwards
Wild Swans
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Geomorphology
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
Cube Route
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
New Moon
Breaking Dawn
Armageddon's Children
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
Crucial Conversations
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
Dandelion Wine
To Sir, With Love
London Calling
Watership Down
The Invisible
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Host
The Hunger Games
Catching Fire
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Help
Zion Andrews
The Unit
Quantum Brain
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
Memento Nora
The Name of the Wind
The Terror
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Libyan Sands
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Calculating God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Martian
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre � la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
Red Mars
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye
A Gentleman in Russia
The Fatal Conceit: The Errors of Socialism
Seneca: Letters from a Stoic
The Juanes Module

Juanes just needed his own mod. Who can disagree.
Touring the facility and picking up slack
Thursday. 5.20.04 8:13 pm

Sooo... first day o' work! Oh how I enjoy reorganizing bins of tires.

Here are some quotes:

"If you're still driving that slow by next week I'm going to stop calling you Laura and start calling you Miss Daisy"


"I wouldn't go over there if you paid me to go to France."

-da Bossman Walker

Well, I spent most of the day humming to myself and hoping that I had appendicitis, but since that's pretty much what I did all of last summer, it was not particularly novel. I met a UPS guy named Roly ("as in Roly Poly", says he) and Gary gave me a friendly warning about my co-worker,
"Man, oh man, is she going to be a total bitch this week."

I was thinking about tires today... funny coincidence, isn't it, seeing as I was stacking them for 9 hrs in a row...
After you work in a warehouse for a while, you get to know your tires and pigment numbers like they are your old friends. I bet I could even wager a guess as to what part number the tires on your car are, as long as they are a part we carry. So I wonder if suddenly someone said, "Oh no! the 86142s fell on Scott!" if I would then be able to say, "Holy crap! those are some of the heaviest tires we have for their size! They are in bin 010100700!"
I bet my knowledge could save lives.

That would be the kind of thing that would happen to Scott. Poor guy never catches a break. Except for when he's walking through downtown Denver, trips on a parking lot chain, falls into a gutter, and breaks both bones in his lower leg so that his foot is facing the wrong way followed by no one responding to his cries for help, followed by finally getting out his cell phone and dialing 911 himself. Today we get to see if he gets surgery!


listening to: Dancing in the Dark -Bruce Springsteen
mood: in the mood for chinese food, baby

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First blog (yey for me!)
Wednesday. 5.19.04 1:31 am
Wow, Ranor was right, this Nutang is the greatest thing since sliced bread. Even better than George Bush, ya might say. Maybe George Bush and sliced bread have a lot in common... who knows.

Here's something sweet though- I went to Zion National Park and we hiked to the Emerald Pools where there were these tiny frogs that sounded like really loud bleating sheep. mBaAa! mmmbaAAaaA! They were in a pool at the foot of a gigantic U-shaped sheer vertical cliff that surrounded us on three sides. The waterfall above turned into vapor about five feet off the rock and so didn't really make it to the bottom. There were these random deer hanging out there eating grass, and it seemed like one of those enchanted forest gigs that are in B-movies and you're like, "yeah, like that would ever happen in real life." Well, apparently the cure for some skepticism is just to get out a little more. We were thinking it would be good to put that pond in a fantasy novel, and the character would finally reach the top of the hike and there would be this little random magical pond and then just as something magic/suspenseful was about to happen, those noisy-ass frogs would go eerily silent.
Think about it.

Oh yeah, and Callisto arrived alive. :D

Gotta love Juanes. Oh faint.

watching: the gilmore girls are whores!
listening to: the silence
mood: sleepy

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