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| Thursday, August 21st, 2008 |
wereblood
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2:15a |
I can't believe this...
What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I always so angry at him? I know I love him more than anything, why am I such a bitch? Why does he put up with me? Why do I find him annoying when before he was perfect? Why does he stink when before he smelled amazing? Why am I such a bitch to him? I'm not falling out of love, I can still feel my heart full of him, but something is wrong with me...
Note to self: I know you are being playful, or attempting to be, but you know calling him stupid is making him feel down and slowly making you angryier at him. You know telling him to shut up and hitting him isn't good for this realationship, even in your stupid playful way it's not nice. Stop doing it, stop hurting him.
Not to mention the vommit burning in my throat... I think I'm going to be sick... |
mcity
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1:51a |
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fieryphoenix
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12:05a |
Writer's Block: The Measure of Success
First, I weigh it on a carefully-calibrated scale. I might use a scientific one, or stick to the good old kind of yesteryear with two dishes and a set of counterweights. After I determine the mass of my success, I fill a large beaker with water, measure the level, and then fully submerge my success in it and measure the level again. Using the equation ρ = m / V, where ρ = density, m = mass, and V = volume, I can measure my supposed success against the scientifically-established value of true success to see whether it's truly something to be celebrated or I have a false sense of pride and accomplishment. What's cause for a bit of sorrow is that far too many people approach the concept of success this way. The truth is that it's far simpler. What do you have? Toward the goal of bettering yourself, others, and the world, did you do with it what you could? If the answer to the second question is yes, then congratulations! You are a success, and I'll see what I can do to make you a batch of really tasty snickerdoodles. No need to thank me; you deserve them. ---I admit to being curious as to in what capacity Microsoft Small Business sponsored this Writer's Block question. Did they give LiveJournal money for their question to appear? Did they simply do LiveJournal the 'favor' of providing a prompt in exchange for free advertising? Or is there a deeper, darker plot going on here, involving lies, forbidden love, and illicit substances? We may never know. |
| Wednesday, August 20th, 2008 |
angiereedgarner
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8:25p |
more progress-- "rough ride"  4x6' |
paul_doyle
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8:26p |
"Star Wars: The clone Wars"---should my family see this? Anybody seen "Star Wars: The Clone Wars" yet? Is it as bad as they are saying? I'm not sure what to make of it, to be quite honest. I know it's just a pilot for the TV series, but I honestly thought "Revenge of the Sith" was going to be the last "Star Wars" movie. Yes, I realize this new animated flick is sort of non-canon, but does the average non-SW fan know (or even care about) that? The flamboyantly over-the-top stereotypically gay Hutt character seems to indicate George Lucas hasn't learned from the Jar Jar Binks fiasco. I con honestly say this is the very first SW-related movie or production (including those horrible "Ewok" TV movies from around 1984) that I'm not excited about seeing. It seems to be a further dilution and cheapening of a once-mystical franchise. Then again, I could be completely wrong . . . feedback on "Clone Wars", anyone? Current Mood:  drainedCurrent Music: Led Zeppelin--"Trampled Under Foot" |
art_batty
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9:11a |
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wereblood
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7:41a |
Quick rant about religion
I don't have a problem with Religion, to each his own I say, as long as it isn't being pushed on me I'm happy, but here is a statement I HATE hearing:
"The King James version of the bible is the best one!"
First of all, King James was a very greedy man. He believed that god saw king's as higher power, and wanted to prove it, but the old translations said nothing of the sort. He also wanted to make his own laws while 'consulting God on them' as well, yeah right. Many people called the older translations of the bible 'flawed' when in reality they where more correct, just not what Kind James and higher powers wanted. They wanted the book to say certain things, so their solution? Write a new one, of course.
The Church of this time was a very very corrupt system, and MANY MANY people knew this. Their where religions trying to rise above it only to be squashed. On the fifth of November, 1605, Guy Fawkes was in the building, torch in hand, gunpowder ready, so he could blow this King James, his family, and the parliament up. Why do you think that is? Could it possibly be because King James was a greedy bastard whom causes devastation? Could Guy Fawkes, or Robert Catesby whom was the one whom actually put the whole thing together, have wanted to stop this corrupt system? But no, a Christan would tell me, there is no way King James could be bad because HE wrote the best version of the bible ever!!!
I just can't believe that these people can't open their damn eyes and KNOW the truth. I'm not saying their religion is wrong, I'm not saying they should stop believing it, I'm simply saying the the King James version of the bible is CORRUPT because guess what? King James, the church, and the followers where all CORRUPT!!!
The bible should be a book to teach love, not a book of higher beings, hatred, and devastation.
Thoughts? |
fieryphoenix
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6:32a |
RE: Tropical Storm Fay: good god this thing hates Florida. For the past week I think I've spent more hours asleep than awake. Maybe I'm preparing to enter a deep hibernation, after which I'll awaken and unfurl really pretty butterfly wings. Maybe something [else] is wrong with my brain. The ratio of things I have answers to to those I want answers to is something like 1 : 10000000000000. Life's not fair that way, but I forgot to insist that fairness be part of the contract before I signed off on being born. My mistake. Current Music: Atomship - Friends |
tyciol
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6:26a |
Jews 'n Muzzies Oh don't worry it's not just them, Christians also do it and even atheists nowadays. But the above two apparently have it as part of the religion. Xianity sorta does too since Jesus didn't directly say it was bad. Fucking circumcision. http://www.cirp.org/library/anatomy/garcia/Readin' that got me thinkin, about how he explains the analogy to the eyelid for the eyeball, or the gum (presumably the lip?) So I thought about starting my own religions where upon birth, you surgically amputate a baby's lips and eyelids. Actually, this might be a bit extreme. You could have separate churches for each one. You don't want to frighten people off after all. Hell, you could even do half of it. 'Church of the Bottom Jaw' 'Church of the Upper Jaw' 'Church of the Right Eye' 'Church of the Left Eye'. Just like Jews seem to love the glans so much they want to gawk at it all the time... Honestly I just don't fucking get our society. You know no one would allow someone to give their babies breast implants right? That's just a fucking abhorrent idea. But at least that's fucking REVERSIBLE. This isn't. It's amputation... like... I don't think people, especially women, fully comprehend what's been done to us here. Guys who whine about it tend to get called sissies, with other (whipped) guys going "hey dude I was circumcized and look I turned out fine". Those guys are basically asking me to sodomize them, because that's what I want to do when I hear bullshit like that. Surviving trauma is something men can do. Maybe babies forget the pain, maybe men distract themselves from the absence they feel, whatever. Adapting does not excuse mutilating babies (or adults). This is beyond mutilation, but also sexual molestation. I don't care about the 'intent'. Whether you molest with intent for sex or not doesn't matter, and honestly, I really think Mohels and Doctors get some sick sort of thrill out of doing this. It's probably like reenacting abuse. These guys had it done to them so they do it to others. Or in the case of uncircumcized doctors doing this, they may get a kick out of being one of those few whole guys out there who can still enjoy themselves. |
fieryphoenix
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6:17a |
Writer's Block: Remembering Summer
Yes, that actually sounds enjoyable. What I'm going to do first, though, is explain how much I like the word reminisce. Here we go: I like the word reminisce. It looks pretty. It sounds pretty. And look! There's not one, but two silent letters on the end! Words have spare letters to limp themselves home in case of a literary blowout on the information superhighway. Those who crafted this beautiful system of lines and curves to communicate were thinking ahead -- one thousand years ahead. The Normans were true visionaries; I say the Normans, since they were the ones who saw fit to marinate the Anglo-Saxon tongue in their rich French Vinaigrette that endowed upon English its best qualities, a good example of which being "choisissent" in which nearly half the letters are silent. Now then, on to the summer reminiscing. I strongly recall one summer -- the one during 1998, I believe -- and the online shenanigans therein. We had dial-up internet, and I had an account on Nintendo's Bulletin Board System. The nature of dial-up means that with one phone line one cannot both be on the phone and brag about one's fabricated Star Fox 64 high score to others in locations unknown. I had become quite addicted to the like of the latter, and so allowed ample time for my dad's attempts to call home from work to evolve first from frustration to anger, then to panic, and finally to issuance of a week's grounding. For the curious, this took four and one-half hours. The favorite and not-so-favorite aspects do a good job of balancing each other out. |
lecheporfavor
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2:28a |
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| Tuesday, August 19th, 2008 |
commodoremarie
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9:31p |
So It Goes: Quotability Apparently law school professors can be quite quotable. My favorite from today happened to be from Pleading and Civil Procedures: "You are the screw-er, not the screw-ee!"I think that sums up nicely the reason we're getting into this line of work. Or something. Current Mood:  calmCurrent Music: Fools and Horses - "Would You Know" |
lecheporfavor
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9:30p |
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monogato
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5:47p |
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mcity
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8:34p |
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monogato
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5:04p |
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angiereedgarner
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7:46p |
in progress-- "rough ride" This one is biggish, 4' x 6'. This is just a charcoal drawing on canvas, and it has so so so far to go. ( Read more... ) |
pseudo_kemetic
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10:27p |
Blech, I get upset, I get weak, I look at shops, I buy. I honestly need to stop doing that. Bad Emm, no kittylitter for you. ( TMI Alert )Now i need to find a way to get myself out of this funky slump I'm in. Told the Big Bang Theory is meant to be a good watch, may scour the newsgroups looking to give it a try. Current Mood:  sad |
wereblood
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1:00p |
OH! I FORGOT! I forgot to tell you guys that we bought the new Studio Gibli (SP?) film called "Tales of EARTHSEA." It's a Japanese DVD, but it had subtitles, YEY! I'm not entirely sure if this movie will come out in the states, it's a bit of an uncomfortable movie, but we shall see. Anyway, this movie is amazing. If you can somehow get your hands on it, DO! Watch it. It's a good damn movie, as they always are. And the animations on the dragons... well the animation all over, it's just absolutely amazing. Every single frame has excessive attention to detail... it's amazing. And the story... Just watch it. <3 Current Mood:  bouncy |
fieryphoenix
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12:58p |
"Jury duty scheduled for 9 AM on Wednesday, August twentieth has been cancelled. Those scheduled to appear do not need to come in. Thank you."
WHOEVER DROPPED CHARGES OR TOOK A PLEA BARGAIN OR WHATEVER TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN THANK YOU VERY VERY MUCH |
fieryphoenix
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4:57a |
Writer's Block: Romance!
Certainly, it was the time my girlfriend had come home after a long day at work. I had a nice dinner of coq au vin ready for her, along with this sweet poem that the mood had struck me just right to create. It was an incredible night made even better when you realize the above story is an allegory. I don't currently and never have had a girlfriend (few will be surprised at this revelation); instead, she represent groceries. Yes, groceries. Specifically, hotdogs and buns. When you also realize that the dinner and poem I had ready represent ketchup and sweet relish, the whole thing begins to make some seriously delicious sense. Romance simply isn't a part of who I am, whether I'd like it to be or not. Any capacity I have for showing affection, charmingness, subtlety, or any of that mushy stuff is drowned out by an awkwardness of incredible magnitude. For the time being, I'd rather embrace that and milk it for all it's worth. If nothing else, it makes better stories. Tales of hot dog dinners are ones a broader audience can relate to, though admittedly not everyone. I don't write for vegetarians, you see. |
lecheporfavor
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3:42a |
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lecheporfavor
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12:46a |
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| Monday, August 18th, 2008 |
commodoremarie
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9:05p |
And So It Begins: No, Really The wireless internet was still down when class started. It was down throughout Orientation but we collectively held out hope that it would come back up in time for the start of actual classes. Not a big deal, really, as I am unfamiliar enough with the ways of law school to be quite focused on the professor. In theory. I did note when the internet made a fleeting but well appreciated appearance in the middle of class when the guy sitting next to me was suddenly paying his car insurance online. I quickly checked my email, saw that ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) adafrog had commented on my post, and then went back to frantically taking notes that were likely entirely unnecessary because everyone around me was typing so furiously I felt compelled to join them. A small group of us headed to the library to kill the hours between our first class and our second – we're all the same section – and upon settling down we conversed for a moment in an appropriate library tone. Only to be reprimanded by a nearby studier in what was the loudest and sharpest "SHHH!" I have yet encountered. Instantly chastised, all but the most necessary of conversation had been curtailed. We existed in fear of the shusher. Class itself was remarkably predictable. Contrary to all scary warnings we had been given we did in fact discuss the syllabus and various aspects of the course. We were not randomly called on to spill forth the knowledge we had gleaned from the readings, though several (myself included) raised their hands in hope of volunteering said information. In my paranoia I had read the material through several times, and felt that there was nothing particularly new and insightful covered, though it was nice to see that I hadn't, in fact, misinterpreted everything. In Contracts we made it about halfway through the problem set we had been given, with the promise of finishing it up on Wednesday. We made it through about the same amount of the Torts, only without the questions. Note to self: make sure to get to class freakishly early on the first day. (Freakishly early being some time greater than forty-five minutes. Clearly thirty minutes was seriously insufficient. Damned law students.) Some teachers are cruel and where you sit that first time is where you sit for the rest of the year. Well, at least I ended up in a good seat positionwise, even if I only ended up with one friend flanking me. Hopefully Mr. Quiet-Pizza-Eater will prove pleasant. Contrary to my original intentions of taking the train today, I realized there is one task that must be accomplished in order to make that a reality: getting ready the night before. I was skimming it a little sort on time so I opted to not risk forgetting something necessary at home and just drive it. Because it was so early, though, the traffic was light and I made it in only half an hour. And, to my great joy, there were already several students I knew in the lounge. Tomorrow I shall perhaps reattempt the train. But at least I know that driving early is entirely doable. For now though, I sleep. I am already beginning to understand why this is the law student's most precious commodity. Current Mood:  busy |
| Tuesday, August 19th, 2008 |
blitzdrachen
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2:58p |
cold nights in brisbane Sooo, Melbourne was pretty awsm. I'm sad I didn't get to see more. In brisbane right now. it's kinda disappointing. asking around what's fun to do i get a pamphlet on theme park-esque thing. GEE, I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS GOING TO FLORIDA mom made the last day a living nightmare, but i wont get into that. too sad. HOWEVER, THE BAG I LOST ON THE BUS HAS BEEN FOUND. OMGOMGOMGO ALL MY LOST CLOTHING AND COPICS AND EERYTYIEOFHEJIFHLJKSDFHSJKDFH 8D also. woogle, enjoy a lucas grabeel because i do. like his role in high school musical doesnt make him gay enough? what is this shit. thanks, google.  |
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