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It's easier to complain
but there is beauty in the mundane
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"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
~ D.H. Lawrence

"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"

"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
~ Seneca

"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
~ Daydream Nation

"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories-- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
~ The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes

"The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road."
~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
~ William Blake
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So I was thinking about getting a job...
Saturday, August 2, 2008
And then I printed one out for Hot Topic because they had a "Now Hiring" sign...

But then my mom asked me if I really wanted a job dealing with people. And... no, I don't, really.

I mean, face to face, I'm terrified of people. I can't make eye contact or speak normally with strangers unless I'm in a very specific mood, or if people I know are around.

Sometimes when I go to Bath and Bodyworks people think I work there and ask me for help, and that's okay, but my mom is there...

So yeah, I'm kind of worried now. :/

I've never filled out an application before and I don't know how to do it. I mean, it seems like it should be obvious, because there are boxes for everything, but I don't know my social security number or how to verify that I'm allowed to work in the U.S. and all this other stuff looks straightforward at first and then gets so confusing and I just can't...

I wish this wasn't so hard.


And I need a work permit too? Great. So I can't even try looking until school starts. :|


My default Away message...

Somewhere over the rainbow
The grass is greener on the other side
And Skittles taste like lemon drops
As they fall from the sky like rain
The leprechauns are always stashing their gold
In the most obvious places-
Usually the bank or under their mattresses
If you find any
Remember to recycle

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Internet fame...
Friday, August 1, 2008

Sometimes I wish I was an internet celebrity. Then I could have a wishlist and people would actually buy stuff for me. :D

Unfortunately I don't really have any of the things that make an internet celebrity. I'm not a camwhore, and I don't have a webcam; I have no flash skills, and I don't have Flash, either; I didn't do something outrageous that spread across the web like wildfire; and I have no interesting talents, so to speak.

The picture above has nothing to do with anything, I just thought it was funny.

I think I'm just going to stop saying "no IMs yet," because I'll have to type it out too much. If I ever get messaged, I'll say something, maybe...

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Oh noses it be August
Friday, August 1, 2008
Only a few more weeks until school starts! :0

I'm not sure whether I'm relieved or concerned.

On the one hand, I hate spending time with my family. (My mom in particular, if I spend too long around her she starts handing out chores like there's the rest of eternity to complete them)

On the other hand, I don't spend much time with my friends outside of school. Or at least it seems that way. :/ I haven't seen Alice all summer.

I was playing The Sims 2 until maybe 1:20. As in, oh, I dunno, until about forty minutes ago. It seems like I get these little temporary addictions. As soon as I don't play it for maybe three days I'll lose interest again and then I'll forget all my stuff. :(

Aerys (yes, I did name him after the Fire & Ice character, so what) is almost done with college and he wants to marry off six of his future kids. I've never had that lifetime want before... it would take a lot of playing to achieve it. Bleh. This is why I always pick Romance, I can deal with romance. At least in Sim land. It doesn't take a whole lot of time and usually they just want to woohoo with twenty people.

[Also he's attracted to this woman named... something... that never showers. It's kind of weird... Like, he thinks about her and holds his nose and makes a grossed out sound, then he goes over and wants to make out with her. Confusing!]

The Popularity aspiration or whatever it's called has been picked for exactly one of my Sims. I tried it once and found out that it was freakishly difficult for me, so I haven't touched it since... You'd think it'd be easier than Romance, but somehow it's not. :S

Ummm so yeah I guess I've rambled enough about my game.

[Still no IMs, but it didn't depress me until Varsha and Angie were sitting in the room with me, staring at the computer to see if anything popped up. :/]

I ate too much today. I am going to acquire a fatness.

Also I would've laughed very hard at this if it were not three thirty in the morning.

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Aw, I miss the old shows
Thursday, July 31, 2008
I never saw this episode of Powerpuff Girls...

The cartoons they used to have were a lot better than the stuff these days. Like My Gym Partner's a Monkey? Lame. And George of the Jungle? Terrible.

.... I got spam... from myself... :S

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The mall, some pictures [2nd password]
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Be it extremely emotional, controversial, messed up, or whatever, this entry has been password protected.

If you know it, enter it; or, ask me for it.

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This title is amazing, you just can't tell
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Listening to: Gizmode by Zombie Nation

I feel like playing The Sims 2, which I haven't touched in a while.

The problem is that usually I just create a new character, make them have an affair with an old character, and leave. (Yes, I know it's terrible. Terribly fun!)

I've really got to stop making everyone have a romance aspiration. :|

Also I'm kind of hungry but I feel like there's nothing to eat. I had some Joe's Os with milk, but that was kind of eh. (They taste very rice-y to me and I still can't figure out why)

Thinking about food so greasy that the oil sloshes through the chinks between your teeth and dribbles down your chin, and it's grossing me out. Also now I kind of want to brush my teeth....

There is a possibility that I will write a better entry later, but it's just a possibility.

I wish I had Nightlife instead of Open for Business. Business sucks!

Also, yay for Zombie Nation. :)

For Halloween I am not seriously considering dressing up as a giant traffic cone.

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Ach, my feet
Monday, July 28, 2008
(I don't expect any sympathy from Dilated, who has taken much offense to my saying "eh" in reference to his beloved Texas)

Walked a lot today. At least, the most I've walked in about a month.

I met Varsha at the park, but took some pictures there beforehand.

One of the swings was gone. :S

Only a chain remains...

There were several squirrels creeping around in the grass, eating who knows what.

Well, this one wasn't in the grass, but y'know.

The Silicon Valley, where people throw monitors into dry creeks.

Varsha was looking at the rest of the junk before I took the picture.

I'm not exactly sure how the parts got where they did, it's like the thing exploded.

A chair, some sofa cushions, and two Seaworld cards under the bridge.

Varsha and the twenty CDs she found at the library.

Actually twenty two, 'cause some of them were double cases.


Also, here's a picture of this little melon my mom got at the farmer's market.

It tasted like a cantaloupe but was green so... cantadew?

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Silly people, I'm not on crack
Sunday, July 27, 2008 This is not fake
Some of the reactions to my last post were very amusing.

Did any of you notice the "This is fake" notice I put in the date area?

I figured that I hadn't spewed out any complete nonsense for a while and got my creative juices flowing.

In making it sort of more coherent, I guess I cut away some of its potential to be absurd. Ah well.

Had a dream that I knocked on DC's door and he answered and let me in. The dream mainly consisted of me checking out various oddities inside. Such as the computer that required tokens to operate, apparently. It looked like a slot machine but for the monitor in place of those spinning things.

For some inexplicable reason, he was really tired after saying "this is my house," so he lay down on a cot in the midst of some couches that were located in a sunken livingroom-type area. I guess I took this as a cue to look around at the rest of the house...

There was another computer, then a glass door with light streaming in, then two of what I assume were bathrooms. They had hospital curtains around them. Well, the curtains were drawn back but they had the track around them and curtains off to the side. There was a carpeted hall down the middle that led to somewhere else, and the two bathrooms on opposite sides of it. Both of them had gigantic bathtubs.

The one on my left was huge, but it was like a large hot tub size. Actually, it reminds me of something I saw when my family was on its first roadtrip... but anyway, it was a lot smaller than the one on my right.

When I looked at the bathtub on the right, it was about the size of an olympic swimming pool. I kid thee not. I think it was shallower than that, though, and it was empty.

I wondered briefly why he had such enormous bathtubs then turned around to see if he was awake yet. He wasn't.

Though I couldn't tell you why, I had this vague idea in the back of my mind that I had snuck into his house. I mean, I recalled him letting me in, but I kept feeling like I was supposed to be looking for something.

That was about it though.

I really want to say epic, sweet, awesome, way, seriously, dude, and what the hell. Dunno why.

At about three, my mom started knocking on my door and wouldn't stop until I got up. Then she made me go peel apples for applesauce. Now, this would not be such a big deal if they were at least relatively the same size or not covered in bad spots.

As it was, it took me about... seven? minutes to peel each (tiny) apple because the peeler was crap and the apples were soft, which doesn't work very well for peeling. And to make it worse, ever now and then, right after I'd finished peeling and apple and picking out all the bad parts, it would slip and fall down the garbage disposal. (I won't fault you for laughing...)

I'd rather peel potatoes somewhere. At least I'd probably get paid for that. And potatoes don't bruise like apples and don't have fucking cores.

So yeah, that's been my day so far. Sleeping and peeling tiny apples that fell on the ground and got molested by bugs.


I keep seeing MoDS in the Lurkers list but he hasn't said anything or posted an entry. :|

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