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  <title>like an old man's hiccups through text...</title>
  <subtitle>hi ho.</subtitle>
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    <name>Bri</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-10T05:29:36Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:25611</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2009-12-09T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-10T05:29:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-10T05:29:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Looking back... well, probably I have done enough of that tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I had more to say about that, but I guess I don't.  Hahah, well.  Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working somewhere new since I last updated... back in June.  I like it there, though it's much bigger than what I was used to.  And there's a &lt;s&gt;Christmas&lt;/s&gt; holiday party (I am consistently PC, TY) coming up this Friday.  I'm actually dressing up, after years of not really caring about things like that.  It's been exciting but also a little frustrating, trying to do things like get shoes to match a dress.  On the plus side, I did get a jacket for $16 that kept me warm, warm, &lt;i&gt;warm&lt;/i&gt; today.  And it's got a little faux fur around the collar.  Shit like that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while my necklace broke (I need to replace the chain is all), I did find the other necklace I bought in Missouri, which has a Chinese character on it.  It's the symbol for my birth year: the rooster.  Looks like this, if I'm not mistaken: 雞.  It's kind of hard to tell if I'm right, because it's all smushed together-ish on the charm.  But I like it.  After talking with one of my friends at work, I'm re-tempted to get a tattoo of scales (as in, Libra) on my forearm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that would include a lot of pain.  So, that might not be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be single when you finally don't want to be.  Or really, I'm just indecisive over whether to give up on someone that so made me begin to fall for them - before my own insecurities went into overdrive.  It's hard to trust that it would work out.  But I feel like I should be more dedicated and put in an honest effort.  I just get scared.  It's become a lot easier to talk to males and not only feel comfortable, but feel real affection for who they are as men &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; as people (a concept that scared the shit outta me for most of my life).  And now... I'm great with men, as long as I don't want anything from them.  I still get nervous, but I can be myself around them more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just... unless I'm in a situation where I have to be in direct contact with a guy - like for work or in a class or something - I'm not as forthcoming.  I admire people and characters who GO FOR IT (a la Rocky) in movies and literature and life; while in my own life, I spend most of my time trying to sort out what's worth risking something for, which usually translates to meaning "how can I convince myself not to try for this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I don't want to look like a fool.  "Nothing ventured, nothing gained" is an annoyingly true phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have laundry to do.  Just felt like doing my bi-annual update, hahah.  Decided against the violin thing as... it includes a lot of loneliness; or at least, it isn't social.  I still want to play, but I don't think it needs to be professional.  The one thing I do seem to keep doing through all my indecision is writing.  So I've gotten business cards and started planning a short story to finish in December, since those are things I actually complete.  People seem to enjoy the honesty in my writing when I share it with them, so... why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, afraid of looking like a fool and saying I'M GOING TO BE THE BEST WRITER EVER YAYE GO ME TO INFINITY AND BEYOND and then not doing it.  Well, actually - not afraid of not doing it.  Just feeling wary until I actually have more than a few items written and &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;.  My writing teacher is very encouraging and has told me I should get this one piece published.  She told me that last year and I think I researched places for half an hour and that was it.  So... maybe I'll be putting in a little more effort this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, that's me, and I'm really done for now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:25502</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2009-06-10T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-10T08:25:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-10T08:27:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things are going well, relatively?  Hahhaa.  I'm headed to Atlantic City, anyway!  Hooray reunion.  I'm a little nervous, so I've avoided thinking about it entirely, or as much as possible.  Was supposed to pack today but ended up being productive in other ways, so that leaves some laundry for tomorrow to still do, then packing, then... heading to my parents' place so that my amazing dad can drive me to the airport in the wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  Going to be a professional violinist.  Am really excited but pretend that I'm not.  I just feel like if I'm &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; excited, someone will take my dream away.  Oh, paranoia.  How useless are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go back to listening to Japanese I don't fully understand and painting my nails for the trip.  Awesome, hey hey!  Ah, and my renewal/beginning Japanese class starts 6/27.  Exciting!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:25334</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2009-04-19T20:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T03:06:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T03:07:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh right!  I'm employed.  At a small liberal arts college.  I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it there.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also have an appointment on the 27th for a possible teaching program in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also also, started my novel last night.  It's called HERO.  Yes, in all caps.  I like being overly-expressive.  Anyway, it's fun!  And really... not well-written so far, but I'm enjoying it and that's 90% of what I care about, so!  It's a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also also also, apart from re-teaching myself Japanese, I've been exercising and that's been going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IN THE FAST LANE, HEY HEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really awesome being excited about my life.  New, but/and awesome!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:25060</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2009-03-06T00:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-06T08:23:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-06T08:23:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm supposed to write a letter to myself and I still haven't.  Ahahaha... I should probably, like... get on that.  Maybe tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my space heater on makes me feel doze-happy.  I keep forgetting to turn it down once it warms up.  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been re-teaching myself Japanese, mostly by translating blogs of famous people I like.  Well... "famous."  They wouldn't be famous here.  It's helping!  Though I still need a lot of work and it's not going as fast as I'd like, ideally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my dad is in Israel till next Friday [so one more week].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not much going on atm, just because I've been kind of lagging.  I like my new Happiness seminar, though.  Even though it pissed me off on Monday, ahaha.  Oh, life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should probably call Lori tomorrow since I, uh... said I would this week.  I just hate talking on the phone sometimes when I feel whiny, and I deffo feel whiny this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are cracking almost continuously.  That's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll end this excitement here.  For now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOoooooeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEoooooooo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:24754</id>
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    <title>just some stuff</title>
    <published>2009-02-15T08:47:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-15T08:47:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saw a play tonight called &lt;i&gt;Beau Jest&lt;/i&gt;.  Wasn't superb, but the premise made me feel nostalgic [it was about Jews].  The guy who played the father reminded me slightly of my dad, and the guy who played the brother was awesome.  I guess a movie was made of it?  I don't know.  But I'm glad I went, because it made me think about some things in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is an exciting day, full of early-morning Landmarkery and swimming with my parents.  Nancy's kind of afraid of the check-in lady there since they had an altercation a few weeks ago, when someone took Nancy's keys; it was cleared up later, but anyway.  I've kept inviting her, since health is important, etc., and she says she's interested.  YAY FAMILY HEALTH OUTINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My carpal and acid reflux are attacking at the same time.  Thanks, guys.  Right in time for my period.  I don't have &lt;i&gt;enough&lt;/i&gt; to be bitchy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better sleep before I have an aneurysm.  God, is that confusing to spell past midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS&lt;br /&gt;Crap, I keep forgetting it was Valentine's Day.  So, happy that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:24380</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2009-02-11T22:32:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T06:46:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T06:46:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I have the world's shittiest teeth alive.  And I didn't take care of them so well during the summer/fall/winter/you-can-see-where-I'm-going-with-this.  Augh, cavities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, I'm suffering along and slacking on finding a job.  I actually did get a call back but aha, my phone was off.  So I'll call them back tomorrow.  It's an accounting job in Burbank, which doesn't sound particularly thrilling, but hey, work's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really lazy, to be honest.  It hasn't really sat well with me, but it's sort of like... I feel like my life is really moving, so I've put on the brakes.  Which is dumb, but it's almost as if I won't know what the hell to do if &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt; works out.  Most people worry about &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; working out, but things that I didn't think were going well initially are really chugging along in unexpectedly awesome ways, and now I feel like I don't know what the hell to do with myself.  I can't even lie to myself about being incapable anymore, because I just don't buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, teeth, teeth, teeth.  I wish Motrin worked like vicodin.  Wouldn't have to take as many that way, ahahah.  Oh well, it's only temporary and it's not like it hurts this badly everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with that, I'm still happy.  I've started reading again [as in books, not just manga] and the last thing I read was an introduction to Jung.  Since then, I've been remembering my dreams a lot more; I have no idea what they mean, but I remember them!  Triumph.  \o/  I've also started re-learning Japanese and I'm impatient to get better fast, but I'm still having fun with it.  Looking for programs to teach English there, so that I can leave by summer of '10.  Possibly for 2 two years, possibly permanently!  I don't know... I'm not used to sticking out/being a minority.  I still want to go, though.  So... here I come?  I guess.  Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, why is this pain spreading into my head?  Just another ~40 minutes till it kicks in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really know what I'm updating this for.  Mostly I missed the username.  Then again, I think back sometimes and it's so weird, how things have changed - or more accurately, how I've changed.  I know I used to be sarcastic and kind of... cynical seems like it'd be repetitive to say.  It's strange, to see the world as I do now.  It's a little weird and scary to want to date again.  It's strange to be doing stuff and having fun so much of the time.  It's unexpected that people [even my parents] accept me as I am, and are still encouraging [if not immediately, then eventually].  I didn't even really start thinking about it till... last week?  During one of my Landmark seminars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like rambling on forever here, and there are a few more things I want to get done, so.  Oh!  And I started an original story 2 weeks back, and am working on it again now.  I didn't ever really expect to want to get things published again, but now that I'm not trying to be like Pratchett or Vonnegut or even Gaiman, I feel like I can have a fun time.  It's really odd, how being myself has things work out in a &lt;s&gt;non-sucky&lt;/s&gt; kind of awesome way.</content>
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    <title>dumple @ 2008-09-05T06:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-05T13:12:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-05T13:12:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...haha i forgot i had this journal!  so i felt like updating randomly in the wee hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer's been relaxing and kind of awesome.  i've been spending more time with my parents, went on a few trips [well, two] and...have been considering a change of career.  i quit my old job already, which i think was one of the healthiest choices i've made [mentally-speaking].  except now, i'm not too sure what i want to do.  should be fun to look around and see what i can try, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that...hmm...still into anime.  actually, one of my trips included a few days at otakon.  that was a helluva lot of fun.  dorky fun, but still fun.  i miss reading real books sometimes but i'll, er...get to that.  soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are good.  new, but good.  taking another writing class that starts tomorrow, and will probably take a trip up to sb to see a friend from one of my seminars.  might go to fresno in october for a bit.  should be a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i think it's wayyyyy too early and i'm going to go back to bed because i can.</content>
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    <title>dumple @ 2007-07-21T18:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-22T02:06:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-22T02:07:10Z</updated>
    <category term="harry potter"/>
    <lj:music>tank - 蟑螂小強</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, Harry Potter's out.  Haven't paid attention to this series in over two years - or whenever it was the last book came out.  I'm not through too much of it yet, just over fifty pages but it's been full of some good shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tried to hack into this account, which is not on but what can you do.  To be honest, I got myself a different LJ because this one reminded me a lot of who I was.  There's nothing wrong with it - it's just not who I am now.  Which means I've stopped using this one as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, more reading.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:23593</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2006-12-01T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-02T04:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-02T04:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a new car, a silver 2007 Toyota Yaris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named it Rincewind.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dumple:23349</id>
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    <title>dumple @ 2006-10-26T19:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-27T02:43:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-27T02:43:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really like anime now.  Especially Bleach.  I've liked anime for a while, but Bleach is definitely my favourite.  I haven't finished it yet (only on episode 68 of...98 maybe?) but I love it.  So much awesome.  I'm also trying to find the musical version to buy somewhere but they seem all out.  Not fair, dude.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Metal Alchemist sucks, by the way.  It had potential about half-way in and then dive-bombed off the edge of sucktacity.  (And no, it wasn't just because people I liked died in it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's okay, life's good, I fixed my teeth finally (but I've got a few more cavities to get filled) and I might be buying a car later this year during those end-of-the-year clearance sale dealies.  I want to get a Toyota Corolla (doesn't have to be new) but we'll see.  I'm looking forward to it.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) in November this year, like I did in 2004.  I plan to actually finish the story I write this time instead of just hitting the word limit of 50K and then stopping (actually I hit 74K in that one month, and now the story just sits on my hard drive, waiting like a sleepy, unkosher slug I have no yearn to re-ingest).  I have carpal a little bad but maybe if I get a different keyboard, this'll be workable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free lunch today at P.F Chang's was awesome.  Sarah's supposed to take me out for dinner or something later this week (or maybe this weekend; or maybe next weekend!  Hell, I don't know, I keep forgetting to e-mail people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new ring has infinity signs on it.  That's kind of cool, in a dorky math nerd kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really too bad I'm not so much of a dorky math nerd anymore, but haha, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sort of given up on updating this journal often.  Sporadic updates are more fun anyway.  Though I do miss checking and seeing what Jeff and Bill are up to the few times I'm on.  Eh.</content>
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    <title>Not much.</title>
    <published>2006-06-30T08:56:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-30T08:56:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like spending time with my dad.  When we talk, I start to see things more clearly.  It's good times.  We're getting along better, I think.  So that's pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well.  Having a lot of fun, really like the work environment.  We're getting more office space this summer so that'll be good and we can hire on more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying not to use prepositions at the ends of sentences and that's not going as well as I'd like, but hey, I guess paying attention to English once more takes time.  I haven't been reading that much; just comics.  X-Men only, so far (though I did accidentally order vol. 14 of Ultimate Spiderman, so I might just splurge later in the year and get the rest of the issues in that series as well; but not now).  I've read all of Ultimate and Astonishing.  Um, I'm going to work on getting some other things.  It's uh, a little embarrassing to see how much money I've put towards this nerdy new obsession.  But fun regardless!  (Not to be confused with Butt Fun, which has not made an appearance in my life, hah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised a lot of things about myself but eh, I don't feel like writing them all down.  I feel more peaceful than usual and I like that.  Also, I've begun writing more seriously and that's making me feel good as well.  I'm not so stressed about publishing.  I'm just doing what I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice.</content>
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    <title>Niche.</title>
    <published>2006-04-11T06:32:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-11T06:32:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Strokes - Between Love &amp; Hate</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I keep forgetting I have this thing.  Work and shit, you know?  Forty hours these days (as opposed to the fifty-ish ones of before), and things are running fairly smoothly.  Still kickin' it (as it were) in Santa Monica.  Passover is coming up in two days; my dad and I are going to his friend's house on Wedensday and then on Thursday we're doing a seder with just the two of us.  Nancy is going to be out of town, so it'll be quiet and sans her adopted Mexican family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and I are going to start taking trips together every once in a while.  This Sunday we're driving southward (I forget where exactly), along the beach.  Should be pretty.  My dad's been exposing me to nature and that's good times, especially as I still do not possess my own car (should really get working on that after next week).  I have a trip of my own planned to the east coast and I am SO EXCITED!  Going for a weekend, taking two days off of work (Friday and Monday).  I live semi-near an airport (the SM one, obviously) and I keep looking up at planes and thinking "that'll be me!"  I've so missed traveling and even though I'm probably not going to be doing much when I'm there, damn.  I can't wait to be on a plane.  My trip is from April 21-24.  I'm gonna be meeting two people from the internets that I've known for almost two years now.  They're both girls and I haven't turned lesbian lately (at least, no one's told me if I have), so it's just a friendly visit.  I can't wait, it's gonna rock like 1999, or some other alliterative year.  Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more good news: tax refund on its way to me!  Just did 'em tonight (gettin' better at not doing it &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; last minute) and yay!  So that'll be good to have some extra cash.  I'm surprised I made as much as I did, honestly.  Which isn't much, but more than like, I'd thought.  Yeahhhhh, repetitiveness is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone got me into comic books.  X-Men, to be specific.  I bought some today (Ultimate X-Men, if you wanna know the genre or whatever) and it's pretty good.  I feel ultra nerdy having them and being excited but oh well.  I could say it was the fact that the third movie is coming out soon (May 26 OMG!) but that's not it.  I'm just prone to nerdiness from internet usage.  My intelligence level feels a bit dumbed down, but you know, at least I'm experiencing new things.  That sounds awful, but uh.  Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm off cause it's late and I need to get up and I have no idea why I always stay up late anyway.  Just so many shiny things to do.  Neat music to peruse, that sort of thing.  Oh, and I finally watched the movie &lt;i&gt;Airplane!&lt;/i&gt;, which I'd never seen before.  FUCKING HILARITY, MAN!  I won't quote lines - or, okay, just this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.  Sleep then.</content>
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    <title>Neat.</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T07:10:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T07:10:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Went out with a coworker for some drinks.  This nice place near the Promenade.  It was fun times!  I watched her eyes get dilated.  She thinks I can hold my alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still impressive, I am!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm beat.  Going to bed.  Had to brag about alc. tolerance.</content>
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    <title>Olympics and shit.</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T07:18:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T07:18:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I gave in and finally watched tonight's broadcasting of the winter Olympics.  I meant to catch &lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt; but I guess that's not on?  What the hell, I am almost positive that that show is on on Tuesdays.  Unless it's on hiatus like &lt;i&gt;Veronica Mars&lt;/i&gt; (most displeasing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing them talk about figure skating (which is ace, though that chick with the bright orange get up?  Not ace at all).  And there's this one girl, Sacha Cohen or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch Ali G?  Or know who the hell that is?  Cause I think you should.  He's fucking hilarious.  Anyway, his real name is Sascha Baron Cohen, and every time I hear them call this skating chick, I keep turning around expecting him to appear.  Maybe if I weren't so bushed I'd stop falling for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful, though.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Uh huh.</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T05:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T05:47:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hootie and the Blowfish - Only Wanna Be With You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Still alive, still unproductive as fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.  I was going to update with just that, but hey, why not add a little more?  I might be going to the east coast in March - still working on that possibility but if not, almost definitely going to Canada for my birthday.  Weird, huh?  But I want to travel and I meet fun people on the internet who are okay with hanging out and showing me hot spots (all female, no worries), so eh.  I want to travel and I've no idea how to plan.  Seems like more and more people are using internet these days and it's less scary or some shit.  Well, to be honest, it's been a damn long time since I've been afraid of the internet.  Maybe that's bad, but I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book is still on hiatus.  I've been reading instead.  The Chronicles of Narnia, for one.  And oh hey, gotta go now.  Well anyway, that's it for me.  Feeling fine, a little sick (still adjusting to the no-gallbladder thing, if you can believe it) aaaaaaaaaand...yeah.  Um.  That's it, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's more but I'm tired so that's it for now, I guess.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Lovely day.</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T08:41:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T08:41:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was good.  Well...yeah, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading &lt;i&gt;The Art of Happiness&lt;/i&gt;.  It's damned interesting.  I've been trying to find something like this, to sort of solidify my own personal aims.  It's a great resource.  My coworker let me borrow it and I fully plan to purchase a copy for myself when I'm done.  I'll probably re-read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever felt so at peace.  It's new and I like it.  I used to worry that being happy would make me boring somehow.  There are no shows/movies/general media about happy people.  The more interesting books/stories/what-have-you are about people who have issues.  The complications of humans is what draws us to want to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, though: I'd rather be happy than interesting any day.  This whole contentment thing is aces.  I enjoy my job; I enjoy my life; I like what goes on in my day-to-day.  I still have a lot of days where I begin to fall into old patterns, what with the synapse thing or whatever it's called, but mostly?  It's an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the Narnia movie on Sunday with Nancy.  She liked it, as did I.  I think I'm going to try and finish up the series (the books, I mean) by the end of January.  It's been so long since I've read fiction.  Mostly I just putter about online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to say but I'm tired and I really wish to sleep before two AM for once.  I might go see &lt;i&gt;Brokeback Mountain&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow because the allure of gay cowboys is simply getting to be too strong.  And I don't even particularly like cowboys (except maybe Jack Palance in &lt;i&gt;City Slickers&lt;/i&gt;, just cause he was one tough mofo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to catch Faulty Towers on TV sometime.  I hear it plays on Thursdays on PBS or something?  I've got to remember to look that up sometime soon.  British comedy is severely lacking my life and I simply cannot stand for it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still also: I love the band Pulp.  Highly suggest checking them out.  Hurrah.</content>
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    <title>Manfred?  Ew, man.</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T19:56:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T19:56:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got to sleep in today.  I mean, like I didn't wake up at all.  For ten and a half glorious hours.  Oh man, it totally rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, things in my life are such that just getting enough sleep is a personal triumph.  I don't know...seems like there are always more bills and more rent and it never ends.  I just hope that I either learn to manage my money better or that the Christmas bonus we were semi-promised actually exists.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not depending on it, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of traveling.  To Pittsburgh.  In February.  I've not been anywhere outside California for way too long.  I'm itching to go somewhere.  I might also be going to Las Vegas in May to see a friend renew their vows, and then again in July.  Though why I'm going in July, I couldn't quite tell you, since anyone who knows me fairly well knows my energy totally melts in the heat.  So I'll probably be staying inside, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our tenant, Sharon (a guy, not a girl - yes, he's Israeli) is getting married today.  In my parents' backyard.  I was invited to go but eh, I didn't really feel like it.  I'd have to get dressed up and everything and I just...am not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, soup makes me feel all phlemgy.  Blah.  Well, I'm off to wipe my nose and other exciting activities.  Whee!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Take me down to funky town.</title>
    <published>2005-10-25T04:04:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-25T04:04:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is it bad that I get shivers each time I see the Harry Potter trailer?  It is, isn't it.  Damn it.  I can't help it - I get so excited about fantasy movies.  I did the same thing when I saw a little special thing for the Narnia movie.  And yet I still haven't seen Serenity, mostly cause I kept hearing so much about it from various people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be doing that novel thing again this November.  I'm a little nervous cause I haven't exactly been feeling the writing bug lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my job made me permanent.  I think I get a key to to office tomorrow or sometime this week.  I'm really excited.  And also a little nervous, which I guess doesn't make much sense since I've been working there like four months already.  Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of taking a trip to the east coast for a weekend.  I'm not sure when, but soon.  I'm going to save up.  I really miss traveling and I feel like I haven't done much but work and write.  Getting out makes me feel more inspired than saving money by staying at home and depending on the internet for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I've really got to cut my nails.  It's almost impossible to type on this damn laptop with them.  Ah, and there's laundry to be done.  What excitement.</content>
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    <title>Thingers.</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T02:33:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T02:33:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm going to be put on a probationary period at work starting next week or the week after.  Then I get to start making the big bucks, as it were.  My dad keeps telling me to save up to have my teeth fixed (which I'll get done...um, eventually) but I really am thinking about buying a car.  It's not like I'd drive it that often (so the cost would mainly be the lease and the insurance, but the gas?  Not so much).  I just...want one.  The bus is getting creepier and creepier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers are so awesome.  We got free food today.  I had a brownie.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about five hours, I'll be 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting old way the fuck too fast.  But I'm excited.  I might go to the beach.  Fun all around.</content>
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    <title>So much popcorn burning.</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T11:10:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T11:10:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Her Space Holiday - Something To Do With MyHands</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh my fuck, I burned the popcorn.  That's not on, dude.  Speaking of which: I saw busses a while ago and they said "Not In Service" but the way it flashed was "Not In" and then "Service" and I thought it said "Not On" and was like "yer damned right!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems I need to pay more attention.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Her Space Holiday.  That's a band.  I am happy when I listen to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you've been paying attention at all, you may have noticed that I discuss some things more than others.  Like Harry Potter.  (I've really gotta re-read that six book soon).  Anyway, I signed up for this Harry Potter meet up in July.  In Vegas.  I'm not telling you the name because in all probability, if you're reading this, it will be weird if you go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent $125 today and I still have to book a room for that weekend.  Still, I'm damned excited.  It's something to look forward to.  Reminds me of workshop, really - meeting people I've known for a while.  I go to the Harry Potter meet-ups in my area from time to time (no laughing or I swear I'll kick you in the nuts) but this is...different.  It's like meeting friends I've known for a while.  It's like...well, like meeting people I'd met on MBI but seeing them on workshop.  You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my eyes are seriously burning from this damn popcorn.  But mmm rum.  And my neck is cracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see my dad tomorrow.  That should be fun.  Random people called today, but I didn't want to talk.  I'm so anti-social, it's...hippo-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked a random animal.  It's cause I'm cool.</content>
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    <title>Benadryl.  Ah.</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T05:16:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T05:16:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My eyes are burning.  I think I need more sleep.  And less Benadryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not an entry of substance.  Oh!  But I am looking forward to this weekend.  I'm going to go meet up with some friends and then on Sunday I'm seeing my dad.  It's gonna be good times all around.  Plus writing!  Yay.</content>
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    <title>Scared sickie.</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T03:11:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T03:11:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh God, if I don't stop being sick, I'm going to hit and/or barf on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the stomach flu today.  During one of the busiest work periods.  What the fuck is wrong with me?  I tried to will myself better and it didn't work.  This shit honestly makes me feel so helpless.  I'm so afraid that they're going to fire me and I don't know what to do.  I don't even know how I got the freaking stomach flu.  I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all anxious and weak and blah.  I wish someone could tell me that it will be all right and that I won't get sick so I can work like a normal person.  I just want a normal life, damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.</content>
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    <title>Poop on a stick.</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T01:31:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T01:31:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm all sweaty.  It's hot in Santa Monica when it's got no right being such.  I think it's got to do with the fires over in the valley or wherever they are.  I'm tired and sick and I can't be bothered to remember locations, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to go home from work early today.  I still feel like shit, especially since I watched a movie instead of sleeping, as was my plan.  ANd ew, there's a vein totally popping out from my skin.  It does this sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have DSL at home now.  Celebration.  Whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm not sure what to update this journal with.  I've been writing my novel here and there in short bursts.  Oh!  I'm going to see Neil Gaiman on Saturday!  He's going to be in Pasadena.  I hear tell he's hot.  Which I believe.  I'm not that big a fan of his books as I am of Pratchett's, but he's decent.  I actually didn't particularly like &lt;i&gt;American Gods&lt;/i&gt; all that much - I preferred &lt;i&gt;Neverwhere&lt;/i&gt;, which seems to be his least popular book.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, I am really going to kill or maim something if the weather doesn't just chill the fuck out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going okay, not much else to say.  Hey, that rhymed!  Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my hands hurt cause I'm fairly sure I have carpal, so I'm gonna go.  Good times.</content>
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    <title>Smithers isn't gay!  Hallelujah!</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T03:11:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T03:11:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hahahahaha!  I was watching &lt;i&gt;The Simpsons&lt;/i&gt; tonight and it was the episode where Lisa and Bart see what they'll be like when they're teenagers.  And Smithers is straight if he takes an injection every ten minutes.  So he injects himself (through his shirt, which seems to me to be slightly impossible) and screams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I LOVE BOOBIES!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God.  Funniest thing I've seen all day.</content>
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    <title>Pratchetted.</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T06:38:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T06:38:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Terry Pratchett tonight!  Granted, it was only for a short time that I actually got to speak to him, and that time was mostly spent talking about how my camera wasn't working, but...wow.  I met my hero - I actually did something I swore to myself I'd do before I died.  And it happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, he's going to be in San Diego tomorrow.  Guess who's gonna be a temporary Pratchett roadie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed anyone but me, you've got some shitty guessing capabilities right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel inspired to finish my novel that I began in November.  I've started tonight - I have to get the first part done, because it's a trilogy (this is nothing new; it always was intended to be a trilogy) and because the National Novel Writing Month is going to begin in November and that's...well, near.  So...good.  I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started reading Pratchett's &lt;i&gt;Thud!&lt;/i&gt;  Muahahah.  How great.  And there's a video game!  And I read "Where's My Cow?"  AHAHAHAHAH!  What a great children's story.  And...and...yeah.  I was way excited.  I just hope I get my picture with him tomorrow.  Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and if I'm going to SD, I'll need to wake up relatively early.  My landlady has a condo in SD and said if I wanted to stay the night there, I could take the key.  Fairly sweet setup, but I'm not sure I want to stay over.  I'm gonna sleep on that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My veins are popping out of my hand, or nearly, so I'd better end it here.  Plus, I've got not much else to say.</content>
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