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I really like this quote from this book. This is what I think and what I concluded while analyzing it a long time ago. (Also testing a bit how my new layout works). - Do you want to drive? he asked. - Me? I don't know the gears. - Go ahead. I'll talk the gears to you till we are out of town. - I'll try it for a bit. Hana sat upright, adapting the rear-view mirror to her height. He climbed in, pretending to luxuriate in the passenger seat. - Lights, he said. Ondaatje This is the ending of the book In the Skin of a Lion by Michael Ondaatje. For me this represent a view of the past, in the rear-view mirror, a change of driver/storyteller for his other book The English Patient as well as for the lives of the characters. The view switches from Patrick to Hana, as a life can switch from parent to child. The lights is the future to come, which they will face on their rode. With the help from Patrick, Hana will be guided in the beginning of her life. Tags: hobby - books
Current Location: at home
Current Mood:  geeky
Current Music: Michelle Branch
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(taken from one of the women's magazines, Woman's Day or Woman's Weekly, I guess, or maybe New Idea). 500 g premium mince 1 large onion 1/2 t cumin 1/2 t paprika 1/2 t tumeric 1 1/2 C rice (basmati) 3 C chicken stock 1 C frozen peas (thawed) 2 chopped tomatoes 1/2 C currants 1/2 C parsley (chopped) 1. Brown mince in a little spray oil and drain. 2. Saute diced onion with the spices. 3. Add stock and bring to the boil 4. Toss in rice 5. Allow to simmer for a little while, until rice par-cooked 6. Toss in mince and other ingrediants 7. Simmer until rice is cooked and the kitchen smells aromatic and delicious. 8. Serve with a spponful of natural yoghurt Serves 4-6 (I reduce mince to 400g and rice to 1 C to serve 2 people for 2 meals) Tags: recipes
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Ugg... I had such high hopes for today, but it kinda seemed like a one step forward, 2 steps back kinda day. Though that's not entirely fair, I think it was more like 2 forward, 1 back. There's just too much stuff I wanna do and it can't happen in 16 hours with a crazy 21-month-old running around and, well, being crazy ;). Kate wasn't feeling well so no playdate today. I'd cleaned for it this AM, so I was like, ok, yay clean apartment! Devin undid that in, like, 10 minutes, heh. Albie ended up coming over to keep me company. Devin was pretty needy, so I didn't get far on the crocheted elephant. We did watch HP5 in prep for HP6, as it's been a while. And we cooked (from Facebook): Sesame Ginger marinated chicken on the Foreman, brown rice and microwave steamed broccoli all mixed together make a suprisingly good dinner. Coconut pocky, banana-chocolate pocky, Private Reserve Toasted South Seas Coconut and Internationale™ German Black Forest Truffle make a decadent dessert! Not good for the waistline, but good for the soul. And now my clean kitchen is dirty again. Ah well, there's always tomorrow. I did get my comics in order... thanks to reading HP6, I'm like 2 months behind now o_O. I think the elephant and the comics are now my priorities :). OK, super sleepy, off to maybe read a little then to PASS OUT o_O. Night all!! Tags: albie, animal, book, busy, chore, comic, crochet, devin, food, harry potter, hobby, mini-update, movie, sleepy
Current Location: sofa
Current Mood:  contemplative
Current Music: Triple D
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Well, I'm functioning presently on medication (perscribed) and RedBull .. .perhaps a slightly bad idea.. but... taken over a long enough period of time to difuse some of the potentially bad (and lethal) effects. With that wonderful introduction said ... I'm also presently taking a break from my first all-nighter of a long time!
The funny thing, perhaps ... is that I'm sitting in the CEO's office (that is soon to be mine, actually...) ... at work... in downtown DC.
Its not as dramatic as it sounds, I promise. Regarding the office, the CEO is almost never in and my boss suggested I take it to get some quiet while the conference room was taken up for a loud meeting (right next to my normal desk). That, and we are moving the Service desk into this office once my assistant starts in two weeks... she and I will share this office, which will make coordinating things with her much faster.
So why am I here at 1 am?
Because I have an orientation presentation to present to a new client tomorrow!
An orientation presention to create.... to write ... to powerpoint... and to deliver.
So far, the concept and the outline are done. A third to half of the writing (the more difficult portion, at least) is done; and the powerpoint...is very much not done.
Both of my bosses think I'm crazy... but admire it. I didn't drive home, as that would kill approximately four hours (round trip) that I need -- either for rest or for writing. That, and I'm in no shape to drive right now. I also kind of neglected to eat... which I may regret in the morning.
This is a wee-bit of Dejavous from college days -- except the last year, I had someone doing the same thing with me, and we were able to keep eachother awake. Not that I want that particular person -- perish the thought -- but the general concept of mutualy-assisted all-night-sustainability is perhaps a useful thing. Especialy when one has this much work to do, inversely proportional to the capability with which one can continue to work... especially given that one has to be 'fresh' and 'alive' (read: well caffinated) for a presentation tomorrow morning.
I'm definitely going home around 2:00 PM tomorrow (today?) , however, and sleeping. In a bed.
In case you're wondering, my car is parked on the street. I didn't forget about poor Gwen.
Although, given that its DC, I am somewhat worried for her safety. I may check on her before I go to bed.
I think my age is starting to keep up with me -- this seems much more difficult than it used to be...
and college folk take note: all nighters can still happen!
If you're insane, at least...
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This is my last week at Odyssey. After a lot of sleep deprivation, I've just submitted my last story today and am now swept up by this profound feeling of gratitude as everything is starting to draw to a close.
Grappling to find metaphors to describe my experience, today I hit upon the concept of the Tarot journey. I think I experienced every single of those emotions in the Major Arcana--every single one, starting with The Fool, of course, and all the rest...The Magician, The Emperor, The Hanged Man, Death, The Devil, The Moon, The Star, Temperance, The Tower, and am now winding my way to The Universe, that huge summative feeling of completion. This also, of course, reminds me of what a great tool the Tarot is for understanding the spectrum of human experience and consciousness. It is so much more cosmic than just a occult tool for divination.
And the crazy thing for me is how _right_ everything feels. Up to Week Four I didn't want any of it to end; I wanted the workshop to go on forever...or at least six months more. I felt like I would be in pain if it ended. But as Week Five began, I felt myself beginning to shift, slowly adjust, detach, make plans for the future and for how to better dedicate myself to writing. And here in Week Six, I feel myself getting ready for my "graduation" in the hard-scrabble path of writing, even looking forward to it.
A lot of it has been coming to understand myself as a writer and what I write about, and how my experience naturally feeds into my voice as a writer. My writing teacher, Jeanne, is so incredibly compassionate: she's excited about my cultural heritage, but at the same time, she completely understands me when I explain why I'm not ready to write Asian SF&F yet and advises me to take things naturally instead of pushing myself too hard. In fact, she told me not to worry, because my experience would effect itself through my voice in anything I write. That kind of acceptance has already, I found, started to melt down some of the baggage that I unconsciously carry about me...which is all incredibly exciting, exhilarating stuff.
I'm being interviewed tomorrow about my Odyssey experience for the college publication, which will be great. I can't say enough good things about it. Okay, signing off to do homework now.
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Water's out at Bill's parents' house. Pump's apparently broken. They've been without water two days now, but think they might be able to get it fixed tomorrow. Got the old pump out of the hole today; a guy with a crane pulled out the pipe and disconnected each 25 foot section as it rose. Took a while, and once he got below the water level, it started getting a bit messy. But it's out, and it would have been a hell of a lot more trouble to do it themselves. (A backhoe is not quite the tool for this job.)
Meanwhile, I've been reading some stuff from Ludwig von Mises. It's . . . well, it's really dense, tends to eschew simple sentence construction, and uses lots of words rather specialized to economic study, but even so I'm enjoying it. It takes a while to understand certain paragraphs, but once I do, it just makes sense in a way a lot of other things I've heard simply don't.
So I think I'll be doing that for a while. Might even buy Human Action--the excerpt I read was really neat.
Not much else. Went to a Barbarian Feast (read: lamb barbecue) yesterday. Ended up spending most of it watching romantic comedies with the teenagers (and, for most of it, Bill). Was actually reasonably entertaining. I don't like romatic comedies as a rule, but the entire point of "He's Just Not That Into You" was the stupid ideas women get about these things . . . and besides, I wasn't really paying attention during the second half as we talked about Stuff.
It's a pity none of them are legal--some of them would be fun to take clubbing, and I don't really have any girlfriends. (Not that their Bosnian parents would approve of that even if they WERE twenty-one, I'm sure.)
Guess part of it is that I don't seem to have much in common with most of the adults I meet up here. They all have kids and are married instead of dating and stuff. And I may appreciate manual labor, but I can't really have extensive conversations on pipe couplings or backhoes--I just don't know enough.
Ah, well. I'll find 'em.
Maybe at college.
Anyway, this "essay" seems to extend for chapters and chapters--not quite what I was expecting. Guess I should continue on that. :)
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So, yesterday I was supposed to go into work and get things done. Being at home I have not touched even a paper of the work I set aside to do. My mum calls as askes if we can go out. I jump at the chance (she needs me for the car but we don't get to do enough stuff together as it is), but I go into work anyhow and get my desk stuff sorted out at least. Mum calls at 12.30 saying there is a change of plans. Now it is all hands on deck to get my brother's rental house cleaned. My brother and his soon to be wife bought a house last week. After my hair cut I was back to my place to pick up my vacuum cleaner - because it is awesome - and cleaned their carpets while Mum cleaned the dishwasher, emptied the cupboards and cleaned the kitchen. My brother made trips to the tip. All was going swimmingly, and then my brother decides he needs my car keys to get my road map to help a mate.... He put my keys back in his pocket and did another trip to the tip. So, here we are; Mum, Dad and me, all of us needing to be somewhere else and we can't go anywhere because my brother disappeared with my keys. *shakes head* Right so ten minutes to 5, I'm driving my parents to a car place to pick up Dad's car. Meanwhile I was meant to be at a friends house to have dinner before stealing their 14 year old son to take to Dance class AND I had to be at Subiaco Train station at 6.30pm to pick up my Housemate and her friend who she was taking to Dance class. GAH! Thus *lol - confused yet* Today has transformed from being a sit-at-desk-and-work day to a catch-up-on-other-stuff day. Behold the aims of the day: * Shopping with Mum * Call Sue and arrange to go to spotlight. * Babysit Di's kids (mark SOMETHING while there) * Go to spotlight with Sue (hopefully) * Get into Work (MAYBE) * Set up Diary for School. Edit to follow. Watch this space for developments. Tags: day to day, to do lists, work
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