| I confess! |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|06:13 pm] |
In the age of making bad decisions, I have made some horrible ones. Telling my bank that I would like to receive points for making certain transactions is probably not one of them. But as soon as I received the Barnes and Noble gift card, I spent it. It took me roughly 42 seconds on their website to spend it. Is this bad? I don't know. Some jerkwads are making money off of me spending money, I might as well get some free books from it, right? RIGHT?
Points. Hah!
But apparently, as a Platinum Amex holder, I can get into the same airline lounges as everyone who actually spends some sort of money. (Thank you, Tina Fey) Now, if only I could afford the tickets. |
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| Slippers |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|06:02 pm] |
My favorite thing in my closet isn't D&G, or Armani or even made by my mom (sorry mom!). I didn't make it myself, though I did design it.
I have one custom made Laku slipper. I lost the other.
When I was 16 my family took a roadtrip to San Francisco. I stumbled on a store called The Birdsnest. They carried Laku slippers. I loved them. I couldn't afford them then. I returned to SF on a vacation when I was 20 and went back to the Birdsnest. I was surprised the store was still there. No slippers, the sales girl had no idea what I was talking about. Fortunately, there was a lady shopping in the store who heard me and said, "Laku, she's on Valencia next to We Be Sushi." I found her and was completely overjoyed.
I picked out fabrics and drew a design and got my feet measured. My slippers arrived 2 months later. I wore them in the office for years.
![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) elusis sparked a memory, and I found she has a website.
http://www.lakuyaeko.com/index.htm
I need to buy another pair. She does hats and purses too. I need those too. |
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| Oh, Also! |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|08:08 pm] |
Look how gorgeous he is now that he's Crimson, as per his namesake! (Not that he wasn't gorgeous before, of course...)
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[Oct. 7th, 2008|06:03 pm] |
So I'm hijacking local internets! FUCKING YEAH!
This means I have something else to use so I waste away my days faster~
I'm glad for it. I've been having really bad days, and can really use the distraction. Tho now I'm starting to get fat :/ so not that good after all.
But thats what gyms and yoga cures! (You hear that?!)
anyways, I guess I should leave the house. My only day off and I wasted it doing NOTHING! Its fucking 6pm and I havent showered or anything -__-
oh yeah. Finished all of Gurren in a matter of HOURS. |
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| Guessss whaaaaat?? ::sings the news:: |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|06:50 pm] |
I'm going to be an aunt tomorrow! My darling brother, Adam, and his wonderful fiance, Kasey, will be having their little baby boy, Eiken, tomorrow sometime. She's going to be induced with labor in the morning, and as soon as I find out when she's given birth you can bet that there will be an update on everything that I am a member of, lol. Facebook, myspace, LJ, and anything else I can think of.
I am currently in the middle of crocheting a baby blanket for my new nephew, I actually just ran out of yarn about ten minutes ago and must wait to go home to find more yarn. I had the cutest idea thoguh for it. At the bottom of the blanket/afghan I am going to stitch in his first name but put the letters in little building blocks. I'll take a picture of it when I get it done of course.
And of course my phone had to die when i was texting/calling people, bah. But I'll most likely be driving down to see the little guy Saturday sometime to give him the afghan and a stuffed animal, so he knows just who the best aunt will be ::evil grin:: I'm going to be a Wonderful influence on the little guy. Plenty of pictures will be taken on Saturday, also. But anyway, I'll post an update tomorrow when I get the details from my brother.
Woo Hoo! ::triumphant icon::
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| LJ Idol, Week 3: A Moment of Bliss |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|06:05 pm] |
and finding time so hard I pray
let this moment last forever
and will the world stay standing still
at least for me
- VNV Nation, "Standing"
Years ago, a woman I admired gave me a novel and told me to come with her for the summer. She said it would make everything alright, even though she didn't know how. Hana was my Czech professor, and the novel was I Served The King of England by Bohumil Hrabal. I read it alone, sitting in the bath tub of my apartment during the Thanksgiving break from classes. In the summer of 2001 Prague saved my life, though it is hard to explain exactly how and when except for the train.
I studied during the summer Charles university, taking Czech classes and a film class. Late in June, we took a weekend trip through southern Bohemia. Quite by accident in our travels, we ended up on a train that only ran once a month down to the Austrian border. The locomotive was more close to 150 years old, and the train cars from 1902 had been lovingly restored. The tracks were laid in 1875, old narrow gauge rails. It was the sort of thing I love, old history and memory in strange places. We drank plastic cups of hot rum and water early in the morning.
Between the cars and their creaking connections were narrow stoops with slender iron railings. I spent most of the trip out there, holding on to the rail with both hands and swinging to the rhythm of the wheels. Trains didn't use to be seamless rides, and there was a glorious sense of motion as we spend down through the forest, over streams and stone. Early in the day, the light has that translucent, sparkling quality and the linden trees were spicy and fragrant. My hair, cut short for the first time in years, whipped against my face as I leaned out from the car. I remember wearing a black t-shirt and how the skin on my arms was chilled from the rushing air but my cheeks burned like fever. From time to time other people joined me outside but for most of the trip I was alone.
All at once, something in me switched from monochrome gray to full color. Things were beautiful, after being ashen so long and I could feel them. Everything else didn't matter. All of the chaos waiting on the other side of the ocean didn't matter. I was myself again. I was alive, and it wasn't a mistake. I was alive and it was the happiest day of my life.
It was not one of life's serious ceremonies. It was just a train ride. Perhaps it might seem less meaningful, but I remember the feeling and the taste of that day more clearly than I remember the two different times I got married, my first lover or childhood summers. It was a gift. For an hour on a June morning years ago, the world stood still and that blissful moment lasted forever. |
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| muscle brought on by starvation |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|05:39 pm] |
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| | Mrs. Robsinson-- The Beatles | ] |
You know what? I'm going to play Hurt and Heal. Hurt and Heal of Heroes. It's going to be different from the standard forum game because it's me playing and I feel like it. Characters will be added as I remember them.
( Hurt and Heal of Petrelli Pawns - spoilers )
In other news, I just gave up after 10 push-ups/curl-ups for that FitnessGRAM thing, because I really didn't feel like exerting myself for something I already know and other people are just going to cheat about when the coaches aren't looking. If I give up first, will the rest of you stop lying? |
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| My twitty Twitter tweets |
[Oct. 8th, 2008|12:03 am] |
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Automatwitally twitted by LoudTwitter |
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| MSU meridian |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|05:02 pm] |
Cross Posted from Hic Habitat Felicitas
Stopped by the meridian campus today while kim was taking her test. Man, its lame. There’s all of one pitiful building.
Sent from my BlackBerry wireless handheld.
Mobile post sent by jamminjj using Utterli.  Replies. |
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| [loudtwitter] Microblogging Twitterings |
[Oct. 8th, 2008|12:01 am] |
Sometimes this is the only blogging I manage to do. Feel free to skip it but then you may miss chunks of my life!
( Click to read about my day ... ) |
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| "I'd actually reccomend my good friend Roy, for anything... with more than 7 eyes..." |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|05:53 pm] |
Yeah, sleeping in til 12, need to sort out my sleep pattern. Not can I not get to sleep til about.... 4am, I eventually wake up around 11.30, snoring, with my mouth open. Attractive.
My mum's lost her creepy little stalker for the time being! He recentally texted asking to meet for a drink, she said yes, as friends I'd like to add, and then he started texting her to tell her to wear something sexy. So, she texted yesterday and said 'Um. You have a girlfriend. BYEEEEEEEEE' only in a more mature and growed up way, and there's been no reply. I'd feel sorry for him, but he's 4 years older than me. FOUR.
I was up til 2am watching Jem and the Holograms songs on youTube. And The Misfits, of course, because 'I'm Gonna Hunt You Down' is just awesome. This is also totally normal.
I had a dream about buying a Sherbet Fountain. But they don't exist in shops anymore. Even Sweet Heaven! Although that was a small shop and I didn't want to go in because it's basically standing in front of the til. I joined the group of parents and children leaning at dangerous angles to see what was inside. Couldn't see anything though.
I'm seeing Bessie Mate On the 17th! We're shopping round Camden cause she wants to make her room look amazing in Portsmouth. But YAYHUMANCONTACT! Not like that. You know what I mean. And then we'll work out when I'll go down to visit :D
And in related news, I'm panicking about Platypus's birthday. Platypus's birthday being the one thing that I CANNOT miss, correct? NO ONE IS GOING. Well, people are going. None of my friends. The boys, mostly, which... ok, include a lot of my friends but I can't just hang around with them! I need Apple there or something, but uiversity has stolen her away. I'm gonna see if Jessie or Helen are going. And CLING! |
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| Seperate Ways |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|06:52 pm] |
Dear captain_vegeta,
I don't really know how to tell you this, but our romance is over. I think I realized it on the first of May outside of Chicago and I saw you sit on my penpal in Ghana. I'm sure you're senile enough to understand that Santa doesn't exist. I'm returning your love letters to you, but I'll keep the oil stocks as a memory. You should also know that I never will forget that embarrassing rash.
Go burn,
Dani
( And one more thing... ) |
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[Oct. 7th, 2008|05:55 pm] |
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Don't you hate it when a "friend" dumps you without so much as a "you don't post much anymore" or a "we don't have much in common"?
*rolls eyes*
Whatever... |
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[Oct. 7th, 2008|03:52 pm] |
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Weird people/otaku =/= bad fashion sense.
I have come to learn that now. |
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| Always an Interesting One. |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|07:56 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | meme | ] |
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| | Jesse Cook -Vamos | ] |
* Grab the nearest book.
* Open the book to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
* Don't dig for your favourite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
'Who rules whom?' and 'With what justification?' are questions at the centre of [Aristotle's] political theory, and his defense of slavery in subsequent chapters is all a piece with this general approach.
- From the notes preceding the translated text of Aristotle's Politics; Aristotle, The Politics, revised ed., translated by T. A. Sinclair, revised and re-presented by Trevor J. Saunders (London, England: Penguin Books, 1992), 56.
(I did check to see if there was a fifth sentence of Aristotle's own work on page 56, but no. Ah well.) |
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| My Girls and my Tiger Cub |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|02:44 pm] |
I wrote in a previous entry about my "Girls" from India who I read for on a regular basis. they've remarked on one occasion that they love me like a family member and for the most part I'm referred to as "Aunt Kahat"!
Here's a picture of Shobhna, Rena, and Denae! Shenah is taking the picture, she HATES having her picture taken!
I could not resist posting another picture of Denae in her traditional outfit..if you click on the picture, it enlarges, she is breathtakingly beautiful and makes me yearn to visit India!
I told her I better be invited to her wedding when she has one! she informed me that totally goes without saying!
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My Tiger Cub girl is going to be shipped off into the Military to be a Marine January 5th. She'd ran about 8 miles without stopping, did sit ups and chin ups only to surpass the requirement for the girls...the Guys better take pause when they deal with her. Looks are deceiving because as small as she is, she will kick some ass hard.
Miss her? you bet. She's going to be coming up to Eugene for a couple of weeks before I lose her to boot camp..True to Gemini form she has a blood Mom who gave her legal name when she was born, and a Spirit Gypsy Mom who calls her Sprite!
HA!! SPRITE! you never knew I had this picture did YOUUUUUUUU!!!???
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| Tests, Tests, Tests |
[Oct. 7th, 2008|04:52 pm] |
Cross Posted from Hic Habitat Felicitas
Kim passed her test and is now a registered dietitian! Yay!
I’m signed up for the GRE later this month. Boo. But I’m trying studying this time. I have to improve just under 200 points to get to the average score for the top programs I’m applying to.
Anyway, I’m finding out one of the harder parts for me is stamina. I have trouble keeping motivated after I’ve seen a certain amount of problems. I get so tired of answering them. So I’m trying to build that up.
Journaling motivation is currently low. Too much to do, I think. I need to get ready for class tomorrow. |
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