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[02:47] daraknor1: The major motivation at this point is creating a society that is sustainable and can endure a 'crash scenario'( Read more... ) |
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| I needed a little vacation anyway. |
[Oct. 19th, 2005|06:38 am] |
I started working nights at the hospital about a month ago, the 7pm to 7:30am shift, and had been making the 5-mile-each-way commute to work by bicycle for a while now.
Last Tuesday morning I was riding home from work when I was hit by a truck at the intersection of Fillmore and Nevada. ( Read more... ) |
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| If it fits |
[May. 15th, 2005|03:50 pm] |
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| | Shivaree | ] |
I have no gift for storytelling, but I understand that Truth may be more easily conveyed through fiction. Intentionally or not, it’s so easy to mythologize our personal narratives, and present ourselves through the limited voice of some self-consciously wrought persona. Even when the audience is only in our minds.
If I portray myself as something other than a complex and common and often conflicted goofy-ass, I hope you see through it; because we are alike, and I see through you. Take yourself seriously at your own peril, because if I’m not laughing with you...
;) |
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| Help? |
[Aug. 26th, 2004|06:09 pm] |
I'm falling behind in required hours for massage school.
Local folk... friends, acquaintances... lj lurkers... anyone. Let me know that you'd like a student massage. A *therapeutic* massage, so no happy ending. :p
If you have my cell number, use it. Or leave me a comment.
Or email me: kizmahas@gmail.com
Also... join http://www.okcupid.com if you haven't already.
I've met some very interesting people through it. It's addictive. |
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| Update |
[Feb. 19th, 2004|10:55 pm] |
Getting up at 5:30 am to work 12 hr shifts at the hospital has been kicking my ass lately. I haven't had the energy for much else. I've skimmed back through many of the friend entries on lj, but haven't taken the time to comment. Too benumbed by excessive work and minimal sleep.
Steve and will be leaving town in a couple of hours, driving through the night to the Grand Canyon. Neither of us have seen it, and I'm hoping the forecast snow won't obscure our view. After spending Friday night at a lodge on the South Rim, we're off to Vegas for a Clown Convention... where we'll learn proper pie-in-the-face technique, and how to better terrorize small children. I'll return with pictures.
Warm thoughts to all of you. |
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| Must you suck so? |
[Jan. 22nd, 2004|02:37 am] |
I’m usually in love with the world. Really. I believe in the innate goodness of mankind; I believe that most people do what they think is right, most of the time. I tend to be openminded, centrist in outlook... able to respect, and find truth and value in differing views.
But I’ve reached my bullshit saturation point for the day; and that, along with wicked PMS and withdrawal from cheese (my favorite opiate!) means that I currently have no patience for:
- Republicans who support fascist social policies; corporate and "good ole boy" favoritism.
- Democrats who are propelled by white bourgeois guilt, and appeal to the whiny-little-bitch constituency.
- Otherwise intelligent folk, who too frequently adopt knee-jerk or pre-packaged responses to things that deserve careful deliberation.
- The dangerously stupid.
- Obstinate assholes who don’t know how to say "I was wrong" and "I’m sorry."
- Pointless malcontents... who complain constantly, but don’t change what they can.
- Fucktards who seem oblivious to the fact that a little common courtesy benefits all involved, and makes the world run more smoothly.
- Pity-seeking wretches who look for reasons to be miserable.
- People who are frustrated by the ignorance and intolerance of others, so they, in turn, act ignorant and intolerant (blanket Christian-bashing? way to be a hypocrite, dumbass).
- Continuing this list.
The phrase "weapons of mass destruction-related program activities" keeps running through my mind. It sounds like something you'd find in a summer camp for little terrorist masterminds-in-training.
And I’ve run out of steam. Damnit. |
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| For the record: |
[Jan. 15th, 2004|02:40 pm] |
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| | Tori Amos- Scarlet's Walk | ] |
I looked it up.
It was four years ago today that we started dating. I'm grateful for every shared moment since, and it just keeps getting better. Thank you, for being my hero, my haven... my lover and best friend.
My husband. *smile*
I LOVE YOU
♥BABY♥
(effusive sentiment may induce nausea in innocent bystanders... channeling to a more private entry)
How 'bout we Bangkok later?
Reserve some appetite for me. I'll make sure of an earlier bedtime tonight. ;) |
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| sugar and spice and everything nice |
[Dec. 13th, 2003|07:02 pm] |
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| | And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead | ] |
Steve passed out drunkenly on the couch last night after putting a pizza in the oven... so he’d have something in his stomach to absorb the alcohol. I woke up several hours later to the mouthwatering smell of burning superdeepdish. It was heavenly. I scraped a bit of unburnt innards out, and feasted as he snored. It was so superdeep that even minus the thick layers of burnt stuff top and bottom, it still provided breakfast for both of us later this morning/afternoon(?).
I’ve been indulging my cheese addiction with unusual abandon lately. Laced generously with onions and garlic. I exude sulfurous, cheesy goodness.
So I was about to engage in mostly-nude wrestling when I noticed that I was beginning to smell like the dirty hippie I am. Thinking my BO might give me an unfair advantage in taking him down, I decided to call a timeout for a shower. We discussed the possibility of utilizing body funk as a martial art. Funkdo: The Way of the Funk? Picture the grace of raised-arm, open stance postures... and wafting hand movements. I may develop this further. Or I may just buy more underarm deodorant.
I’m dripping dry in the house alone now. Steve is sound guy tonight, as a last-minute favor for friends who are playing a bar. The regular, perpetually baked sound guy wandered off and hasn't been found, apparently.
I'm debating whether or not I care to surround myself with loud drunkenness and a thick haze of cigarette smoke. Maybe I'll stay in and watch movies while I fold laundry. That actually sounds more fun.
Sigh. When did I get so OLD?
Oh yeah. December 7th. I had a birthday. |
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| Snow! |
[Nov. 22nd, 2003|04:18 pm] |
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The first real snow of the season!
I've been staying inside and warm all day, but everything outside is so gorgeously white and fluffy now, I'm going to slip on sweats and boots over my pj's so I can go out and play. :D |
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| More reasons to appreciate LJ |
[Nov. 16th, 2003|04:22 pm] |
I should share some of the creative goodness on my friends pages-
Tales of the Marquis de Sade Soup and Salad Bar:
Part 1... and Part 2
By the delightful souljerky that is ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) spacemummy. He has more stories on his website, and nestled in his journal.
Also, check out the grotesque comics of harold_penis. Exquisitely strange Sundays. Comic relief Wednesdays. |
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| As if I could just let it go. :p |
[Oct. 11th, 2003|11:50 am] |
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| | Steve, snoring faintly. | ] |
We've been having both computer and intranet problems at home, so please forgive my lack of response to lj entries.
This post is mostly for my favorite meat-eating asshole, who has made it his goal to match the obnoxiousness of militant vegans. I actually bothered to look stuff up and put together a fairly thought out response; so... hey, YOU... please, pay attention. And sorry about the delay.
( Read more... ) |
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| *blink* Monday? |
[Oct. 6th, 2003|12:30 pm] |
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| | King Missile- Happy Hour | ] |
My weekend disappeared in a self-indulgent haze of Kahlua, sloth, cake, and buggery.
And here, in lieu of a real entry, I will paste for you my most recent
HOT CYBER CHAT:
( XXX ) |
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| Male bonding. |
[Sep. 25th, 2003|05:30 am] |
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| | Revolting Cocks | ] |
Going through old pictures.
Here's jayhova and brewmeister, before a New Year's party last year.
Please, caption. Be as rude as you like.
:) |
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| Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at an Elingsh uinervtisy... |
[Sep. 19th, 2003|12:55 am] |
Aoncricdg to my fridens pgae, and my fenirds of firndes pgae, an aufwl lot of poplee get the smae dman eilmas.
I've run out of stupid jokes to make in response.
Btw-
that "study" may seem to make sense, but it's not quite that simple.
The ability of the brain to fill in holes with the aid of context and recognition is a well-established phenomenon in cognitive psychology.
Still, it was a clever assertion... even though the person who came up with it should have added an e and r to rscheearch. |
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| Still trying to justify my vegetarianism. |
[Sep. 17th, 2003|07:43 pm] |
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| | Meat Beat Manifesto- Original Fire | ] |
I’ve been told that my vegetarian diet, which includes eggs and dairy, is inadequate because it lacks “complex protein.” A few people have told me that I should be eating fish regularly, too... since I find that less distasteful than other meat. I’m considering it. Since I’m somewhat hypoglycemic, a more protein-oriented diet would be helpful; it would better sustain my energy level, and hopefully minimize my number of zone-out and inexplicable bitch moments.
I’d also like to cut dairy out of my diet as much as possible, because of uncomfortable digestion; and then there's that whole putrefaction issue. It's difficult to give up my long and passionate love affair with cheese, though.
Proof that cheese truly is addictive? |
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