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[05 Nov 2008|01:10am] |
'I've just created an Etsy shop. I'm just getting it up and running so there's not much there yet...but here it is:
http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6418053
so.... go check it out. please. : )
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[20 May 2008|12:59pm] |
it's been a really full month.
seeing lester's no-hitter last night was awesome. i've seen some really cool stuff for only having been a recent fan. most fun game i've been to yet.
seeing the cure a couple weeks back was also incomparable.
I am still livin' with your ghost
Lonely and dreamin' of the west coast
I don't wanna be your downtime
I don't wanna be your stupid game
With my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a new place
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just wanna see some palm trees
I will try and shake away this disease
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
We can live beside the ocean
Leave the fire behind
Swim out past the breakers
Watch the world die
I am still dreamin' of your face
Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away
I don't wanna be your good time
I don't wanna be your fallback crutch anymore
Walk right out into a brand new day
Insane and risin' in my own weird way
I don't wanna be the bad guy
I don't wanna do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just wanna feel some sunshine
Yeah watch the world die
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| ah, spring! when a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of larp! |
[09 Apr 2008|10:09pm] |
the other morning, i was listening to the radio on the way to work, and heard this news clip: france puts riot police on roller skates.
this puts me in mind of harry potter, something that would happen in the wizarding world; an overabundance of whimsicality in response to a very basic problem. "we need them to move fast, and be able to mingle in among the crowd. bikes...no..skates? yes, skates. no, no, on foot they would be too...." too what? too difficult to tip over?
it makes me laugh, and i don't get it.
otherwise, i don't want to talk about how things have been, because every time i talk about things, they immediately begin to seem to go in the other direction. and right now, things are kind of more or less ok.
i will say this, though - hooray for baseball season. and also, for larp season; and also, for beer. and you people.
and this as well: i am lacking hot water in my apartment YET AGAIN. no one seems to be able to understand how this can be. i myself, am perplexed; and my hair is greasy. (that will be remedied soon. like right now.)
and one more: i love my ipod. best unreasonable purchase made in quite awhile.
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[06 Feb 2008|03:02pm] |
alright, i'm hopping on pat's positivity bandwagon. work sucks but enough letting it drag me down.
(that said, last night was a physical nightmare; 2 people closing when one of them doesn't normally work grocery = i go into overdrive for 8 hours and, oh my god, i made myself sick.) on the plus side, i kind of like being that busy - in some ways i respond really well to stress. and there was no time to think, i just worked.
so i need to recover the energy of my younger self, so i can just take that stress-makes-me-energized response and run with it, and cut out the roaring wave of furious frustration that comes with my being burnt out on retail.
burnt out. i'm sure i've used the phrase before but i've never felt it this much. a mental/emotional inability to overcome my general apathy and frustration. a roadblock in the way of me feeling anything unfiltered by that frustration. ick. i need to uproot that bastard. need to get past that. when i started at symphony i found the change in customer service dynamic refreshing. at the moment i'm seeing everyone who talks to me through a veil of "how are you going to piss me off?". that's a disgusting way to look at all of humanity.
i need a galvanizing jolt of epiphany. unfortunately you can't order those up when you need one; they show up or they don't. so i'm going to have to do this the rigorous old-fashioned way. haaard work.
i really did make myself sick though- i'm not at work right now. every time i call out i feel so incredibly guilty. especially now, cause we're so shortstaffed. ugh. but i *don't* call out when i'm just tired, or just don't feel like going in; i call out on those days where i can feel myself getting sick. and i know i need a day to rest and recover or else i'll get much worse.
so i have a doctor's appointment at 4:30. it's probably just my usual 'getting over a cold = post-nasal drip= crap in my lungs = horrible cough' thing. i've had this like 3 times this year already. oh well.
i started my taxes this morning ; it's never as easy as i think it's going to be.
i thought about doing some resume-job search things, but i didn't.
i read comics and livejournal instead.
i wish i knew exactly what i need to do this. how do i reset and refresh my entire perspective? it sounds easy, objectively, academically speaking...when you come down to the mechanics of it though?
i think i need to inject some humor into it. for a start. excercise my creativity. relax a fuckton - just let it come. because it will.
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[01 Feb 2008|11:41am] |
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my new year's resolutions were:
have more faith
have more confidence
begin building my savings account
look towards job advancement
buy a different car
the car thing is what kind of made the decision for me that school can't happen right now. (that, and an honest assessment of my ability to hold up under a 40-hour work schedule with the added stress of school. i know some people can do it; i would be a miserable bitch, like, all the time.)
because my car, my wonderful, awesome, stoic, tenacious car, is on its last legs.
and no matter what i get, i'm going to need a loan.
so there are two opposing plans that i'm considering.
my dad is of the opinion that i should get something else dirt-cheap. the plusses here are spending less money at the outset, and the fact that i have a slight tendency to ...i'm not a bad driver, but i get distracted sometimes, and hit stuff. the minuses are probably needing to spend a lot of money on upkeep and repairs..and that i'd like to do something eco-friendly, and though i was really thinking about a greasecar, i need to talk to someone who has one - from what i understand i think the actuality of it is a little beyond me.
pat thinks i should spend a little more and get something with less miles and less problems to begin with ; something i'll have for a long time and take good care of it. the minuses: the aforementioned tendency to cause body damage; and spending more. a plus - i could look for a used hybrid.
(there's a little voice in the back of my head saying, you're not ready for a grown-up car yet. get another shitbox and have done with it. i'm not sure if that's reason or fear.)
the fact is i know nothing about how to begin this process, either way. i feel like i know a lot of people with strong opinions on cars, and they all pull in different directions. i feel like pat and his dad can help me some, but only if i have some idea of what i'm doing before i start.
i started doing a little bit of research just now...i found a used prius i'd like to take a look at. in woburn. is that how i start?
in other news...played pool on wednesday night with pat and blinky. played decently well i think, and it was a lot of fun. makes me want to play more.
i'm also suddenly fiending for d&d wicked bad.
it's looking to be a good weekend. (all that remains on saturday night; kos's house for the superbowl.) but it's a dreary grey day right now, my mood is in the generally downward direction, and i don't want to go to work.
i should be doing something awesome with my time; instead i stock the tea boxes in straight lines, and this gives me some measure of satisfaction.
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[22 Jan 2008|12:54pm] |
saw juno. juno was awesome.
jessu drove in boston. there was some terror. we made it.
did not go to arisia - tickets were sold out.
did go to the garment district. what a stellar way to shop. crawl around in this pile of clothes. brilliant idea. (4 shirts, one dishtowel, and 2 pairs of pants for $6.50 is pretty darn good, too.)
saturday night was quiet. we made oatmeal chocolate chip cookies, (and they weren't weird and they didn't suck.) they are terrific, as it happens. adventures in setting up a cot, adventures in wallpaper peeling, adventures in scented crayons.
sunday, more football, rockband, and scrabble @ blinky and slightly-larger katie's. made it feel like saturday.
i think that's what this winter is going to look like in memory; rock band and scrabble and snow. i think that makes a good season.
work yesterday was good and quick. it was inventory, so everyone else was chicken-w/-head-off crazy, except me. i was relaxed.
tried to play pool with duncan last night - yet another near miss. we are teh suck.
watched national treasure at kate & brian's, and then hung out with pat.
i've spent the morning on the internet and working on a certain eagle sword tattoo design.
i don't want to go to work at all.
there's a possiblity that me and pat and my dad are going to oregon this summer. that would rock so hard.
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[16 Jan 2008|09:36pm] |
So, here's a thing.
I haven't seen my copy of Griffin and Sabine for awhile. Maybe since i lived in somerville. Maybe it's in my dad's basement. I have a feeling I lent it to someone. It's a 3-volume hardcover set in a box, entirely made up of letters and postcards written between two fictional people. Does anybody have this and have the vague recollection that it might be mine?
add it to the list of things that the gremlins got, otherwise. there's another book i haven't seen in a while that i can't remember the title of.
i have an apartment mouse, it seems. i thought he was only a one-night guest, as i heard him chewing on some discarded papier-mache, startled him off, and threw away his flour-paste and newspaper treat; had seen no sign of him since. saw a fleeting dark shadow in my living room tonight. mouse recurrance.
i have a wicked bad cold. usually i get a low-level cold and stay sick all winter. this time i have it furiously and there seems to be a definite beginning, middle, and hopefully approaching end.
Dk moved to michigan. we dropped him off at the airport. bittersweet?
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[14 Jan 2008|06:39am] |
You all realize that my posts are very largely tongue in cheek, right?
(especially the one about ginger extinction?)
sometimes i just feel the need to check.
in other news, i've been wearing the wrong bra size for years (file that under Stuff I Didn't Know about Being a Girl),
It's snowing
and i made myself a somewhat topographical table. with somewhat stolen slate roofing tiles.
and i saw an african fat-tailed gecko at petco the other day (what i have)....and he was huge. i guess they live a long time and get BIG. not iguana big, but not delicate like echo. weird.
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[09 Jan 2008|10:47pm] |
This is going to make some of you (read: mike) really happy.
I heard some alarming news this week. And I heard it twice, which has to mean something, right? and both people cited a newspaper article. With statistics. which i don't know off the top of my head.
Gingers are an endangered species.
We account for less than 2%of the world's population; most of those remaining are in Ireland and Scotland.
And unless we begin "breeding", we are likely to become extinct in a number of years that has been quoted to me as between 10 and 20 or somewhat longer.
I feel like a tiger or something.
That seems a little extreme to me; i know a lot of redheads, and we're not all going to be dead in two decades.
Personally, I think that even if we were genetically and scientifically extinct, gingers would still keep turning up, like lucky (?) pennies.
However, let's imagine what possible consequences this dire pronouncement could have:
> Attempted breeding in captivity
> "Save the Gingers" fundraisers
> Top Dollar for red hair to be made into wigs (my boss mentioned this one on the advice that i should try and cash in.)
> Poaching
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Two things.
Don't laugh.
I played a 90-point word in scrabble the other day.
And
She Blinded Me With Science is a great song.
ok, one more thing: what's everybody doing for new years?
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[16 Dec 2007|03:33pm] |
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saloncon is on the same weekend as a terres event.
Fuck.
i shouldn't be too upset, i dodged that possibility very neatly for two years running.
fuck.
fuckdamn.
(no, i don't know yet which one i'll pick. ask me in august. dammit.)
i want to destroy the evil laboratories of people who design cans that don't stack.
christmas music at work is like carbon monoxide. it is colorless and tasteless and by the time you've spent 8 hours exposed to it your brain is half gone.
last weekend i was in pretty good shape on christmas "shopping". Now i'm way behind.
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[10 Dec 2007|08:37pm] |
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Cake rocked. seriously. i love them live. they're just so fucking infectious. they get you singing along to songs you don't know by the second chorus. and they were giving away baby trees. with bitter audience-directed spite. love. and they played love you madly immediately followed by shadow stabbing, to my great satisfaction. they had a pretty weird couple of openers, too. one was kind of like acoustic techno. the other one was i think a 6-piece jazz/acoustic/world/folk...ensemble....
i cut my hair shortish again. good news for those of you who like that sort of thing. (everybody but mike?)
it's all fluffy, though. it's almost too cute for me. i feel like i need to be pert and smiling all the time just to live up to it. and, just no. but at least it makes me want to? so that's useful....
i so don't hate my job right now. i got really lucky. i could have picked another store with no personality, i could have not picked grocery in this store and not been surrounded by my fucking-nuts grocery team....they're pretty delightful. and the christmas music/zak, well, it's not as bad as it could be.
but like, i know there are a *lot* of christmas songs out there. so why do we have 5 different versions of white chrismas, home for the holidays, and i saw mommy kissing santa claus? ( that song is from hell.)
trivia question - there's one christmas song that, if done straight, as it was written, will nearly always make me cry. any guesses? (for further points, there is one version of this song that gets me *every* time.)
brand new kicked some ass, too. unusually, though, i had to get the hell away from the crowd to enjoy it. usually the crowd sort of amplifies the energy and sends it back and intensifies the whole experience. this crowd was lame and kept talking during soft songs and just had nothing to contribute. and i lost everybody 5 minutes in, no surprise there, so i went all the way up to the top seats and watched from there and enjoyed it way better.
also saw thrice open for them, and that was kind of a surprise....i recognized the name but i couldn't place it til halfway through their set when they played digital sea and i was like, "holy crap, i know these guys because of dk by way of myles. how random is that?" and they were really good, too. i think i might have to look into them further.
the whole thing was just a lot of fun, too. i love my boys.
i'm all over the fucking place today. i keep dropping stuff and banging into things and falling...i guess it's been a couple days of that. worse than normal. and it's only partly the ice on everything. (we left the show last night and it was sleeting. it was pretty, almost like snow.) and my brain's just bouncing around, i'm all flighty. and *chatty*, i guess. since when do i write chatterbox lj entries that aren't the least bit cryptic? weird.
i bet i had some other stuff to say. i spent a lot of time between saturday night and sunday doing christmas present-type art projects at my kitchen table. cause i have one of those.
yeah. things are pretty good. : )
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[29 Nov 2007|12:25pm] |
first off, i seem to be having a week where i try to be productive, get half-way there, and fall short.
secondly, i got to sleep in this morning. hell yes. (unlike pat and duncan who both had to get up absurdly early for work. )
clutch in my mind wasn't quite as bad as pat thought. then again, i'm easy to please, and i don't ever go to shows expecting to know more than a few songs by name. although i completely understand his frustration with the set list. i enjoyed it just because clutch is good.
but killswitch...and soilwork...*sigh of contentment*. i definitely got hit in the jaw during soilwork, and didn't notice til i stood back up. (my arms and legs bruise to the touch...my face doesn't. that's good.) they seemed way better than last time, possibly because i'm better familiar with their music now. and killswitch was exactly as good as they always are, although they seemed a little disappointed in the crowd energy. maybe everyone was worn out from lamb of god, who i might have almost enjoyed if their set had been cut in half. there's only so long i can be pounded by music i don't know at very high volume before i go into kind of a half-trance.
it was excellent. there's not a lot to say about it.
except for the weird little cunt who tried to start shit with pat. and i tried to diffuse and managed only to re-direct some of her hormonal fury my way. but you know...it would have been better that i get hit, cause at that point i would have got an adrenaline surge and laughed it off, than pat getting hit and having to try and figure out what to do.
Experts Agree: if you are FUCKING PREGNANT, you have no business in or near a mosh pit. oy.
i hate chicks.
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thanksgiving rocked a bunch, and having lots of time off rocked as well.
how would you blunt razor blades without actually using them? this is a real question because i'm doing stuff with razor blades and i cut myself, and you can't give people gifts that will potentially hurt them. any ideas?
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hi.
it's thanksgiving week and i think i haven't posted since before my birthday.
facebook stole my lj thunder.
working different hours stole most of my internet time.
not hating my job is nice, although today might test my patience. day before thanksgiving in a grocery store is like the day after thanksgiving in any other kind of retail.
however, i think they buy us food.
i like going in to boston to work, i like my weird little circular store, i like having co-workers who are actually friendly, and a selection of customers who are usually politeish.
i like that my plans for the week involve lots of relaxing.
i like that my plans for the next couple weeks involve at least 3 concerts and one free theatre..uhm...excursion.
i don't like that the cold makes me reluctant to go for walks, but i like that "let's go get some tea" could be the winter alternative to walking breakheart when it's too damn cold.
i like contact juggling, but i don't like not having time to play.
i like the jewelery etc. i'm making with cogs stolen from jessu.
i like, somewhat to my surprise, good tequila.
more or less, i like the rhythm of my life right now. if i could change anything in particular i'd work one less night shift and have time to see more people, or more often, or something. and i'd move the balance to the middle.
i've been, more or less, (watch as i jinx myself) happier than i can remember being in a long time, and making myself be calm and alive and real.
happy thanksgiving, kids.
"somewhere, it all makes sense to someone."
-dk & me over pad thai. with laughter = all the religion you will ever need.
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salon con once again kicked ass. (and i've told jessu to not even allow me to *consider* not going next year. i had myself next to talked out of it this year.) we made friends with the people who thought we were cute rather than obnoxious, and had our becoming-traditional saturday night hotel room party. (louder than last year, though smaller. we got yelled at some. i kind of feel bad about that.) and, eventually, there will be pictures. aside from that; terres has been taking up the bulk of my brain-time, my birthday is friday, my job is in flux, and my apartment still requires a roommate.
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[05 Sep 2007|09:26pm] |
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mm....if any of you have applied for student loans, and have read through the entrance interview/quiz/counseling thing they make you take before accepting a federal loan, then you'll understand exactly what i'm feeling by the time i got to this line:
"If you die, your loan obligation will be cancelled"
and if you *haven't* read through it and been thoroughly convinced of your own inability to live up to the financial obligations you're about to agree to, i don't think i can explain it - what's the word for the kind of giddy laughter that only accompanies panic?
oh well. time to rally the determination and dedication. better frayed than clever.
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surprisingly, waking up to construction-guy voices just outside my window (=2 feet from my head) is way better than waking up to an alarm clock. i kind of enjoyed it.
waking up at 6 tomorrow is going to suck, but spending the first 4 hours of my day in a meeting where i at least don't have to pretend to be doing work won't be so bad. and then cutting out of here at 3 will be pretty sweet, too.
friday off, with the Sleeping Late, and then TERRES. fuck yeah.
i'm a miserable bitch when my hormones go all crazy, and i don't like it. rachel says knowing is half the battle. and she made me laugh. and i think she's right - knowing that this has a one-week limit helps a bunch. and i have amazing friends who seem to be inexhaustibly good at setting me right. (*loves and is grateful to Ln, duncan, mike, and pat*)
continually marveling at the stupid people one encounters in retail, and being disgusted with myself for being so easily riled by them. intolerance FTL....my job is killing me. softly.
i got a bunch of things to pick up after work today. i really wish i had a working, internet-ready computer at my house. solitude is much more friendly when you're hooked up to the rest of the world.
or a cat. but i'm not allowing myself furry pets just yet.
and, i don't care what anyone says, cigarettes are terrible but nicotine is bloody wonderful.
(i refuse to feel guilty about my once-every-two-or-three-months-smoke-half-a-clove vice. )
and i found this today, remembered liking it the first time i read it and not having anywhere to share it (?) so i'll inflict in on all of you. it's tennyson:
"Know ye not then the Riddling of the Bards?
'Confusion, and illusion, and relation,
Elusion, and occasion, and evasion'?"
home, james.
my name is ellegon.
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[27 Aug 2007|08:54am] |
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i need a roommate. does anyone know anybody cool who needs a fairly cheap, non-sketchy, well-located place to live? i don't seem to know anyone who's interested, so i'd take reccommendations of friends before i go to craigslist...
other than that it was a pretty stellar weekend.
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