Category: LiveJournal

Stuff happens, every day. Sometimes, I watch it happen. Other times, I’m taking part in it. At the end of the day (or week, or month, or year, depending on the way my brain decides to go about it), I like to take stock. Here is my laundry list of the stuff: I got accepted…

I don’t have much time here. In five minutes, I’ve got to pick up Natania from work, and then we’re headed to the farmers’ market to restock the larder. The reason I’ve been so absent as of late is, firstly, work. I’m taking on a lot, and the company is very busy as of late.…

I took part in an online survey some time last year. It was one of the most interesting little quizzes I’ve ever taken, and now that the results are in, I’m really glad I participated. Check it out. You know that little grey bug that rolls up when you touch it? Or those long sandwiches…

Today was my first day at the new job. Starting at a new place of employment is always a stressful venture, but it’s even more of a strain when you’re not one hundred per-cent certain that you can even do what you were hired to do. First, I was given a crash course on the…

Oh my God. I got the job. I can’t believe I got the job. They’re “extending an offer” to me, via email right now. I got the job. I’m just… speechless.

After nearly two months of not having my mp3 collection on my computer, thanks to a ceaseless sojourn from hard drive to hard drive, OS to OS, window manager to window manager, I have managed to summon my tunes from the ether. Read as: I got them from the zip disks and CDs where they…

As I’m growing older, I’m bored. I remember when misery thrilled me much more. I was about fourteen when I first heard Ben Fold Five’s self-titled. It came out on Caroline Records, home of my pre-adolescent favorites, The Smashing Pumpkins, but Folds, Sledge, and Jessee were different. They were local boys, straight out of Chapel…

Apparently the Bush administration feels it needs to protect the deaf and hard of hearing from Sabrina, the Teenaged Witch. This is astounding. Over 200 television shows, most of them cartoons, dramas, and sports events, are being cut from the U.S. Department of Education’s closed-captioning list. Here are the blacklisted shows, and check out the…

I’m standing in front of the mirror and I feel ridiculous. Wearing a suit is always alien. I think of David Byrne in Stop Making Sense and pull off the tie. Gotta get it right. The interview is in forty-five minutes. I want to leave in fifteen. Half an hour will give me time to…