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Augh! Summer! When did this happen?! The furniture re-arranging worked. My room seems smaller, but I can get in and out of it easily, so I think it was worth it. Even if I hate it, I'm not moving furniture again until it gets cool. Or if I paint, which I will do as soon as I'm sure we're not moving. Today I bought new clothes! And shoes! And then, in a fit of bravery, I THREW OUT my old shoes, which I've had for... six years now, I think. But I'm sure I could think of a scenario in which I'd need them! :( Also, I still don't have a watch. Tomorrow is class, but Thursday is Ikea. OMG YAY IKEA! And Friday is lunch with Elizabeth and Holding and some dude Elizabeth works with, and then Little India with Holding! Woo!
Current Mood: hot
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1. Take five books off your bookshelf. 2. Book #1 -- first sentence 3. Book #2 -- last sentence on page fifty 4. Book #3 -- second sentence on page one hundred 5. Book #4 -- next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty 6. Book #5 -- final sentence of the book 7. Make the five sentences into a paragraph: (okay, I grabbed five books from my desk, which is way more random than my bookshelf, so. This was the closest I could come to something that made sense.) I did not promise you anything. Blacksmithing is hardly a subject one expects to discuss at social gatherings. When they happen, they commonly amount to revolutions and dismemberments of empire. But when it comes to taking five minutes a day to stare in a mirror and repeat a positive message of love and understanding to the universe, well . . . Sorry, Charlie -- only good-tasting tuna get to treat themselves well! 'Why, then I'll teach you to play and sing, For I dearly love a good harp,' said she. Book #1: Alex W. Bealer, The Art of BlacksmithingBook #2: Ben Stiller & Janeane Garofalo, Feel This BookBook #3: Assorted founding fathers, The Federalist PapersBook #4: Denis Diderot, Memoirs of a NunBook #5: Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn(can you tell which sentance goes with which book? God, I hope so.)
Current Mood: lazy Current Music: Dave Carter & Tracy Grammer -- Happytown
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Done (OMG YAY): coat for me coat for hellbelletop necklace wig tights Still to do (OMG NO): gloves boot covers shorts headband earrings rings Everything has been purchased, though.
Current Mood: busy
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I'm thinking I hold grudges for too long. I mean, Chez Panise is going to get mentioned whenever people talk about the Bay Area. My hatred for Alice Waters (and more importantly, for her daughter Fanny [that whore]), which causes me to seeth everytime said restaurant gets mentioned, really does nothing to help me. Likewise, my continued annoyance with Penn (of "and Teller"), for coming into Virgin when I still worked there and making them keep the store open extra long for him and almost making me miss my train home (I pretty much left against the wishes of my bosses. I was like, "fuck you guys, unless you're driving me across the bay, I'm leaving) and omg this sentance is so run-on. Anyways, being mad at him is silly because by all other accounts he's a pretty cool guy, and he does awesome things like work with Neil Gaiman and choose the ACLU as his charity for Celebrity Fear Factor, and my mom knows him (and got in a fight with him at a skeptics conference last year, my mommy is awesome!). Maybe he had a good reason for insisting the store stay open. Maybe he didn't know it was closing, and wasn't tipped off by the way most of the lights were off. Maybe he was having a classical and world music emergency. Anyways, I think I can forgive him. More than I can forgive that bitch Fanny. In other news, I may be slightly sunburned. I don't look it, but I have that sunburned feel. You know the one. At least, you do if you're as white as me.
Current Mood: forgiving
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