Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Music: O.K. Go - Don't Ask Me
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I hate asking people for things.

It really makes me uncomfortable and it always has. And even though I really have no choice, I'm making every possible effort to procrastinate on asking for a letter of recommendation.

I need a recommendation to get in to Law School. It's not optional. The best professor I can think of to ask is my International Law and International Relations of Europe professor, Prof. Ucarer. She's a really nice lady and has already said she'd be happy to write me a letter...but I don't want to ask that of her. It feels like I'm imposing. Like I'm pressuring her to come up with positive things to say about me.

I like to think that I have a pretty good sense of self confidence. I feel generally pretty good about myself, but if I had to write a letter praising myself...I don't think I could do it. Something about shilling for myself on paper just feels...immodest and self-indulgent. Maybe I was a Mayflower Puritan in a past life, but I don't like acting arrogant. I know that saying nice things to get myself in to law school may not be arrogant, but that's how it feels to me.

I like praise (a lot) but I don't really know what to do with it when I get it. My parents'll compliment me on a meal that I cooked and all I can think of to do is wave it off.

How the hell did I develop *this* complex? The rest of my irrationally neurotic personality traits I can at least find a cause for, but this...I've always had this issue and I don't know how it got there.

Weird.

Now I have to go get a silly portrait taken.
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Monday, October 30, 2006

Music: Wilco - I Am Trying to Break Your Heart
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::sigh:: I'm going through a bit of a crisis right now. Bear with me. My version of a crisis is really nothing at all, so don't get too worried.

The lead up to this is that my mother was very disappointed that I didn't get a senior portrait done for the yearbook...so now I need to go get one done on my own. Super duper. Because we all know how much I *love* having my picture taken...But anyway, this is going to be a good picture, so I need to wear something nice. I thought I had it all figured out. I have a black sweater. Bingo. It's settled...

In the immortal words of Kevin Spacey in Superman Returns:
WRONG!!!

She just would not let go of the idea of me wearing a blue sweater. Jesus tapdancing Christ is it really that big a deal? Apparently. So I had to schlep all the way out to Chester to get a goddamned blue sweater. And of course she wanted to come to make sure I didn't get the first thing I found...Now normally I'm not such a brat about this, but I've been feeling under the weather for a few days now (I washed out of Ant's party kinda early on Saturday), and *really* didn't feel like getting dress. No choice now or I was going to ruin my mother's life by not getting a fucking blue sweater to wear for this picture.

So where do we go? Banana Goddamned Republic, that's where. I've been kind of on-strike against that store my entire life. That's where people like my freshman year roommate went to shop for preppy clothes that would show how much better they were than everyone else. Much to my dismay...the clothes in there were actually quite tasteful and I ended up getting a few things in addition to the blue sweater, which wasn't *exactly* the shade my mother wanted, but I made it very clear we were not going on a day-long hunt for her dream-shirt.

It was the fact that I liked the stuff in there that caused me kind of a crisis...I never really thought of myself as someone who would shop at a store like that...But there I was buying black trouser pants and a bunch of sweaters. What changed? Did anything? Was I being stupid this whole time having a vendetta against a stupid store because of this preconceived notion I had of what it represented?

Whatever. I'm too tired for this shit right now.

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Friday, October 27, 2006

Music: Johnny Cash - In My Life
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I think that the song I listed above might be the saddest song ever. If you know anything at all about Cash, it just feels so...real? Not like most songs I listen to, which feel like the writer has imagined a bit about their relationship...idealized it somehow. In My Life feels like he's speaking directly to his late wife in a very sincere way. Listening to the song puts me in a bit of a mood...like speaking to the dead...

On happier things, it's Friday! That's something there. And this weekend is Halloween. I really enjoy Halloween, but I'm not sure how well this costume is going to turn out. I have about all of the materials. Just gotta put them together. Too bad I gotta do all the sewing by hand. I can't fing Mom's sewing machine and wouldn't know how to use it even if I did find it. Not that I have that much to sew, but it would be nice if I knew it would be quick. But I know I'm, if nothing else, going to have fun with my costume. Best part about dressing as someone from Resident Evil: Gun is part of the costume. Best excuse ever to buy a NERF pistol. It's going to be a fun Halloween for me :)

Speaking of toy weapons (awkward-segue-tastic!), I realized that it's almost impossible to find something vaguely resembling a gun in the Toys 'R Us. Even the little pretend Police Officer set of toys didn't have a plastic gun. Had a nightstick, which a little kid can totally do some damage with, but no cheap, bright orange, plastic gun. Nightstick is okay...but not fake gun...Man. Kids today ruin everything.

Alright. I've killed enough time. Now to think about what I was actually supposed to write in this letter to the Judge...I hate it when my notes are bad.

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Thursday, October 26, 2006

Music: The Epoxies - Toys
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Well there's no turning back now. It's scarf weather, and not just in the still freezing office. I finally busted out my 6 foot long orange monstrosity and am currently so hunched down in it that I look like I lost my neck.

I've been really cold in general lately. Maybe it's from losing weight and now being less insulated. All I know is that I'm not usually this big of a wuss when it comes to the cold. Meh. I dunno.

Also, my knitting binge has yet to let up. I'm almost done with my mother's scarf, so I've started a new project. Marie P showed me a really simple pattern for slippers and I'm now making the most eye-seeringly blue slippers the world has ever seen...not that they look too much like slippers just yet...but they will...eventually....Just you wait. I'll be back to making deformed mittens in no time. I would also like to make a classy grey scarf...As much as I love it, bright orange isn't always the most appropriate accessory color.

What has also come to my attention is the fact that I have a shitload of unused leftover yarn. It's taking up a lot of room in my knitting basket (yes I'm 22 with a knitting basket shut the fuck up). But I think I have a plan: I am going to make the ugliest, most schizophrenic scarf the world has ever seen. 15 feet long? 12 different colors? You betcha!

As stated yesterday, I've finally started my LiveJournal (note to people confused by the color thing I do in my blog: That was a link). It's kinda nice having something to use in addition to this blog. I see this as a place for longer entries and the LJ as a fun thing where I can talk about stupid stuff and do surveys. Crap like that.

Back to work.

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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

On the Morality of New Jersey:

Jason called me yesterday to inform me that New Jersey is on the verge of an historic decision regarding whether or not same sex couples have the right to marital benefits. This is very interesting and a very important day for the state.

I would just like, before I go any further, to reiterate my position that the word "marriage" should not be used by any governement agency as it stemms from a religious intitution. Unions between two people that merge their financial, insurance, and tax status using what is now called a "Marriage liscense," regardless of how much love there may be in the relationship, should be retermed Civil Unions reardless of the genders of the two people in the union. If a couple that has signed the goverment's document then want to have a religious marriage ceremony, that's wonderful and bully for them if they feel it. The governement has no right to that term or to hand it out for a few dollars. Separation of church and state swings both ways. That's my crazy "never gonna happen" position. Just wanted to get it in the air.

Many see the forthcoming ruling as "progressive" and that if NJ decides to allow for a same sex "marriage" (I use the quotes around marriage for the reasons explained in the above paragraph) it would be considered, by many, to be a demonstration of how enlightened the state is.

However...I am assuming that people who want to fly the Jersey Pride banner over this and proclaim moral superiority of the state because of it are unaware of another ruling that took place this month...One which decrees that it is no longer the prosecution's job to demonstrate that a person is mentally fit to be executed under our Death Penalty statute. It is now the defense's job to prove someone to be mentally unfit (either by diagnosed mental retardation or other quatifyable conditions). In simpler terms, in New Jersey it is okay to execute the mentally retarded. This new ruling can be said to be in response to a murder/molestation case coming out of Morristown, where several years ago a day laborer molested and murdered a 10 year old boy. The man has an IQ of 68. An article on the ruling can be found here.

This ruling is a huge bump in the judicial process as it has always been the prosecution's burden to prove guilt as opposed to the defense needing to proove innocence. It's why our system works so well.

So, my fellow proud Jerseyans...don't ring the moral superiority bell just yet.

And once again, Jason, I can't just let you have your victory.

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Music: Da Vinci's Notebook - Secret Asian Man
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So today's gonna be crazy.

Not only do I have to pick up my books in Parsippany, I need to go to the gym, hit the craft store, and collect the sites for Law School Applications.

I need to do my book pickup today since I think I have like 4 of them in my box and I don't want them taking up space. Need to work out today since it's Wednesday and I haven't been yet (3 times a week, no excuses). This stuff isn't negotiable.

The craft store...for once I'm not getting yarn. This time I need fabric and a blue shirt. Halloween is this weekend and I just can't make time to spend the weekend at Bucknell. Too much to do, especially with my mother up my craw about law school. But as for Halloween, I'm lucky in that Anty is throwing a party, but it's themed: Old School Video Games. If she manages to be Princess Peach, I'll die of laughter. But now I have to figure out what to be. My idea: Jill Valentine from Resident Evil. I can get a little toy gun and stuff. What I need is a blue shirt and a bund of black fabric to make the little details. If I can fashion a hat, that'd be sweet.

As for applying to law school, turns out the deadline for basically everything is February 1st. Not bad, but I also see that a lot of the applications can be done online. That's cool insofar as I can do them all from home and not have to worry about my handwriting making me look like an eight year old. The bad news is that doing applications online makes subjects me to all the lovely temptations of the internet...

I also started actually using my LiveJournal Account...I figure I'll use that for the little things that don't really justify a full blogger post...For example, if I want to write about how much I like cake....I don't really want to go through the hassel of publishing, so LJ would be faster. The Sidestories will have a link in my sidebar soon enough.

Lastly, my cat killed a bird this morning. I wish I could feel more sympathy...but it was a bird anf I fucking hate birds. Max is now serving a one day sentance on the patio after being convicted for Avain Murder in the First Degree. I have it on good authority that once released he will be on parole and his treat intake will be monitored and restricted for the forseeable future.

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Where's your LJ? LJ is better.

And the ruling went through. It's a bit of a cop out but the rights are still given.

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Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Music: The Kinks - Everybody's Gonna Be Happy
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Look...I don't think I'm being unreasonable...but is it really that hard for our landlord to call people in to fix all the shit that's broken in this office? The heat still doesn't work, so he calls a guy in...but clearly it needs to be someone from all the way out in Clifton...because calling anyone closer just...wouldn't...make...sense...Oh that's bullshit. This guy was probably the lowest of low bids.


But now we have a terrible choice to make: Do we want to freeze and have electricity, or will we heat the place with space heaters and pray that the grid doesn't overload again? We've opted for the latter and the electricty has gone out twice in the last 3 hours...This is such crap.


Also in unreasonable news, my mother now seems to want to talk all about this law school application stuff right away...Including at 8 a.m. when I've only been up for two minutes and still can't verbally communicate. Usually giving her cnfident sounding progress reports is enough to satisfy her, but she just nagging me at this point. I'll do it. I will. Now let me drink my fucking coffee and get to work on time for God's Sake!

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Monday, October 23, 2006

Music: The Postal Service: Such Great Hights
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Today's been a big day and it just started. I'd gotten so used to the weight on my shoulders that I'd forgotten about it until it was lifted...

I got a 161 on my LSATs.

That's all that I wanted.

It's not the best score ever. It's pretty good. I'm in the mid-80th percentile, which is pretty good too. The great thing about that score is that it's high enough that schools will actually take the time to look at my Undergrad studies as a deciding factor.

I feel much better now...but now I have to get in to that pain in the ass process of applying.

Hey. At least it's not another standardized test!

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congraz on a nice score!

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Thursday, October 19, 2006

Music: Hawksley Workman - Clever Not Beautiful
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Absolutely nothing is going on. At all.

DULL!

I do want to clarify, though, that the reason I've been bitching so much about being cold is that the heat in the office isn't working and the building we're in is big, empty, and cement. Instant cold if it was cold out the previous night.

I have pizza to eat. That's fun. Oh! And I got to cook a couple nights ago. I made chicken and dumplings, which are excellent leftovers even if they do look absolutely disgusting when solidified. My parents said it was very good, but I never know if I should believe them. They're my parents. They've always praised me, even when I completely fuck up.

What else...Ummm...Allergies? Yeah. Got those.

God damnit life is dull out here. But now I have LSAT grades to worry about. They come on Monday. That opens up a bunch more responsibilities. Then a least I'll have something to talk about again...

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pffft no way octopus is the grossest looking tasty thing ever. or snickers bars.
emu's quaffing moist biscuits?

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Moist is such a gross word...

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Monday, October 16, 2006

Music: Shonen Knife - Top of the World
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So cold...so very very cold....

God bless the space heater as it is the only thing keeping my from turning in to a shivering pile of goo.

So now...I'm looking for direction. I'm floating around for the next week or so with no purpose. It feels like, without that one big thing I'm working towards (LSATs, Graduation, Exams...) I just turn useless. I sit in front of the computer or behind a book all day. It's hard not accomplishing anything. That's why I've started knitting again (making a scarf for my mom), but even that feels like I'm wasting time. I need a goal! I need an adversary! I need something to do, Goddamnit!

As quaint as I feel it is that I have the routine (3 times a week at the gym, 2 times a month at the comic shop, Monday through Friday job...), it just feels...lazy? I don't know...

In other news, my dad and I cooked together last night. I'd forgotten how much I like cooking, and this was a real blast. We even made a caramel custard dessert...That was a bit of a comedy of errors. You need to put the carmelized sugar/water mixture in a cold water bath to stop it from cooking further...My dad put the pot in and left it there for awhile...Suffice it to say that. on this try, he didn't so much fail at making caramel but rather succeeded at making marzipan. We got it on the second try though and it was delicious.

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everyone here keeps telling me that japanese winters are cold as hell, but so far its been alot warmer then home. is it already that cold???

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Saturday, October 14, 2006

Music: Miles Davis - Budo
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Quick little post.

I'm about to finally watch Walk The Line. My mother bought it ages ago (meaning it's in fullscreen ::gag::) but I've never just sat down and watched it. Weekend daytime TV sucks ass, so this was the perfect opportunity.

What I really wanted to write about is the first thing I saw on the DVD. The very first thing they show me on a legally purchased DVD is a long, awkwardly shot Anti-Piracy commercial.

Clearly, the audience of a legally obtained DVD is not the target group for this.

And you can't skip it. That's irritating.

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Friday, October 13, 2006

Music: Tom Waits - Come on Up to the House
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Got the last of my cavities filled yesterday. The one was way in the back and took forever to fill...my jaw is still hurty.

On a positive note, I finished the book I was reading and have moved on down the list. Now that I think of it, I should discuss what happened to my room while I was at Bucknell:

My mother didn't just clean...she slashed and burned. I'm still trying to find my lip-balm...If it was on a flat surface...It was put somewhere out of sight. Nothing was safe. I should point out that I found my contact lense solution in the drawer with all my scarves. Try to figure that one out. But what really baffled me was her assault on my bookshelf. I have my books set up in a very certain way. The ones that I have read are put away "normally", meaning lined up across the shelves. The books that I haven't read are stacked vertically on a shelf or two. This lets me see how many unread books I have so I don't go blow money on more...

Mom put them away. Why? What were they hurting? Wouldn't she kind of assume I had a good reason for doing something so out of the ordinary and leave it alone, maybe asking me about it when I got home?

This is the big downside to living with my parents. While other people are picking out their own dishes, I can't even stack my books the way I want to.

Unrelatedly, I miss having a dog. The cat is just so distant. I want a pet that actually gives a shit about my existance again. I really don't understand what my mother likes so much about the cat. He doesn't cuddle, he still has claws, he picks at the furniture, he doesn't respond to his name, and he only cares that we're here so we'll feed him. Dogs are much more loving and fun. Sure they're sloppy and dumb, but they at least give you something back.

Maybe it's just our cat. I mean, Tom and Jamie had nice kitties...but not as nice as a dog...

...I want another dog. Not to take Sandy's place, but just to have some engaging company around the house...I miss Sandy...

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*hugs* I understand the dog thing. Whenever I'm in Jersey, you can come see my dog whenever you want. She's very friendly :)

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JOYCIE!!!! Cats are hit or miss animals. Yours looks like a miss. I know what you mean about a dog. I miss my Chester. Its comforting to know he died at the same time as Sandy. I wonder if they became friends on the way to doggie afterlife.

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Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Music: The Bloodhound Gang - Ralph Wiggum
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I had a great weekend out at Bucknell and what's the first thing I write about? Why war and social issues of course!

Let's get back on track: My dull day-to-day affairs.

Went out to Bucknell this past weekend for Homecoming and such. It usually takes me about two and a half hours to get to Bucknell from home, but I ended up with an extra hour tacked on because of mystery traffic. I have no idea what caused it, but I nearly finished my book during the dead stop.

After checking in to the luxurious (read: possibly toxic) Hotel Hartman (my friend Ben's house), we started drinking to keep ourselves warm during the Lewis Black show. That's right! Lewis Black came to Bucknell and I didn't know about it until I got there. He was very very funny, and they had free food available including s'mores. I was all over that, and kept the pointed stick that they gave me to roat the marshmellows...just because.

The rest of the night was a blur of trying to see my girls from Granada while keeping tabs on the increasingly plastered crew back at Ben's house. I walked across the street from te Highlands Pub back to Ben's just in time to catch them playing Circle of Death with Rumpleminz...For the uneducated, Circle of Death is when you pass around a bottle of liquor and drink from it until it's empty, and Rumpleminz is 100 proof schnops of DOOM. Realizing that the evening was only going to end in tears, I chose to konk out on the couch.

Woke up the following morning to find a new chair in the room and a blanket on the floor. After a bit of...clean-up...Myself, Ben, Ben (Rupe), and Carrie headed to the Selinsgrove Brew Pub for lunch. I opted against using the "hair of the dog" hangover cure and just had an iced tea with my delicious pretzels. I took it much easier that night since my allergies are starting to make me sick. Stayed at Tom and Jamie's so no one would worry about waking me up in the living room. Their cats are nice.

Around long enough on Sunday to spend some time with the C&H-ers. Galloway is just like I left it, and the cookout was a lot of fun. It was very nice to be sitting in the lounge again watching TV. Even if it was football :)

On that note, I'm going to be headed back out there for Halloween. I know exactly what I'm going to be, too: 1920's gangster. I have the black fedora and everything!

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Ah, Bucknell...that's why you never called me back :-P

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Monday, October 09, 2006

Music: Wilco - Any Major Dude Will Tell You
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God I'm going to regret posting this...But I have to get the fire out of my system. I'm so upset I'm about to cry.

South Dakota. They are about to mkae the biggest mistake in the history of personal responsiblity.

The anti-abortion lobby is trying a new approach to getting their message across. Good for them. They needed one. They have put a happy face on their campaign and proclaimed that access abortion is contrary to women's rights. I read this on the website campaigning to maintain the state's near complete abortion ban. They said that abortion is not a woman's fault and that we need to stop making it an option.

They said this...And I was confused.

How is such a personal, potentially heartbreaking decision...Not the individual's decision? Let's say that they're right and abortion can send a woman in to a deadly depression (I wouldn't know since I can't speak from experience). Let's say that abortion is the worst thing the woman has ever done to herself.

Starting from this point of view, I pose the question: Should we ban drain cleaner? For those unaware, drain cleaner is a highly toxic substance sold in supermarkets, hardware stores, and convenience stores across the country. Drinking drain cleaner can severely impair a woman's quality of life insofar as side-effects may include brian damage, organ failure, and death. Where are the lobbyists protecting women from drain cleaner? The stuff is easily more available than an abortion and the side effects of drinking it are almost guaranteed, while there will always be a percentage of women who get an abortion and (as awful as it sounds) really won't give it a thought afterwards. Yet despite its availbilty, you don't see a whole lot of people who would otherwise be leading healthy and normal lives dinking drain cleaner. Why? Because it fucking drain cleaner and people are smart enough to know it will have consequences! That's why! And no one is forcing people to drink drain cleaner, also keeping the incidences down. Drinking drain cleaner would be a personal choice, as is anything that may harm your pysical or emotional health.

The site, Vote Yes for Life, makes it wound like, because abortion is legal, women are being strapped to the table and butchered against their will. Legal does not mean required. You don't accidentally or unintentionally have an abortion at a clinic. Back to my drain cleaner example, it's possible to accidentally drink such a toxic substance. You don't accidentally go to a clinic, make an appointment, have an exam, wait for the medical results, and undergo the procedure. No one is so stupid that they would accidentally have a (currently)legal abortion.

I promise you, if this thing goes through and South Dakota gets its way they'll be back to coat hangers. That's right. I said it. Coat hangers. There will always be people desperate not to have a baby. Abortion has been around for longer than we can comprehend. South Dakota is closing its eyes to reality.

Some people are not meant to be mothers. They just aren't. Not everyone can be a Virgin Mary replica. It's unrealistic to expect that.

What the fuck happened to us? When did this society decide that we have to march to the same drum. If a 15 year old incest victim wants to have her baby, I don't think anyone is going to stop her. Because it's Her. Personal. Choice. It's the reason we stay in this country despite all the other shit. You can choose to have a baby or you can choose to admit you can't handle it. Availabilty of abortion is neither a commendation of the practice nor an obligation to use it. It's just a sad option.

I can't think of anything more personal than the decision to become a mother. There is so much responsibility that goes with it and the rewards can be beyond wonderful...but for those not emotionally ready to deal with it...Well...

It's bullshit to say that access to abortion is against women's health. That's all I mean. It's treating a symptom of a problem in the most naive way possible and treats women as flakey damsels who don't know what's right for them even when it applies to their wombs.

Let the hate flood in.

On a side note, can I just say that I tune out every time I hear a man talk about abortion? Pro or anti. It really turns me off that they think they know a fucking thing about what women are going through when they are making such a painful decision. And guess what? In my mind men don't get to have an opinion on Post Partum Depression either.

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Outcry at N Korea 'nuclear test'

Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh hell. What? Oh no. This is...Aw man. Oh balls...

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Sorry folks! Didn't know that the comments had to be approved. My bad :P

And here I thought you had all just stopped reading my inane babble :)

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Friday, October 06, 2006

Music: Fatboy Slim - Wonderful Night
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Ah. Finally recovered.

It's not until well after a severe cause of stress that I realized just how much of a basket case I've been. Right now, I'm patching myself up after the LSAT stress. Most commonly, I break out in pimples. Bad cases result in styes. How bad was I before this?

So bad that I developed an all new symptom: Hives. There's a huge swath of them on the back of my right hand, and a much smaller patch on my left. Oh yeah, and a stye on my left eye, but that went away a couple of days ago. Man...I am one pathetic sack or neurosis.

Speaking of patching up, I'm in recovery from the first of two dental appointments to fill some cavities. My dentist is very good, but for some reason I could still feel when she was drilling on my right side (not much, but a little sensitivity). To fix that, I got *more novacaine.* Completely bypassing a happy medium, I ended up with the entire right side of my face asleep. I even blinked slower on that side. I thought it was hysterical, but laughing was so tough that it made me want to laugh even more. That's irony, if only in the Alanis Morissette sense of the word.

Now that I'm at work, I'm glad I did just about everything yesterday. The sooner I finish up here, the sooner I can go home, pack, and hit the road for Ol' Bucknell. I struggled over whether it was too soon to go visit, but in the end I figure it's been a little under half a year since I was there, plus it's Homecoming and that's when alums are supposed to visit anyway. I'll be getting on the road sometime tonight, but I gotta remember to pack my "goodwill gifts" (read: booze) and hit the cash machine. I have ten bucks in my wallet and that's not gonna help anyone, least of all me since I'll probably end up eating on the road if it gets to late to make people wait for me.

Now, if you'll excuse me, it's colder than a politician's heart in here. Gotta figure out how to turn on the heat.

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