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| 06:20pm 09/04/2004 |
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One of the side benefits of not having to work 80 hours a week right now (and being in between projects) is that I'm finally able to devote a ton of time on learning how to script in Python.
I've spent the past week and a half pouring through books (you don't EVEN want to see my recent Amazon charges), and more importantly, writing scripts out (oooh, and they are working).
I hate being in the painful newbie stage of everything taking so long to figure out, but I am trying really hard to ignore all my scripting friends who are great at it and want to help me. I want them to help me too (and do ask them for advice when I get stuck)...but it's also nice to finally find a solution to a problem all on your own.
I'm not very good yet, but I am in the middle of writing a simple, game that randomly generates a monster and allows you to combine spells to damage it. (And no, the monster does not show up and say "Hello world".) |
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| I have the best F'in friends in the world. |
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| 08:35pm 12/03/2004 |
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mood:  loved
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I've had a really bad week (couple of weeks). I've been bitching about my really bad week all week. Now it's time to say something good about this.
I am simply shocked and amazed by the care, concern, thoughts and utterly-beyond amazing support my friends have shown me this week. I've had emails, phone calls, hugs in the halls, people stepping up and telling, even getting in people faces and screaming, to others about what they think of me and how I should be treated.
What can I say? I never expected this. I love my friends, but I never thought they would go to SUCH an extent for me (they didn't have to! No, really they didn't - they know what is happening is just an 'unknown', they know what's happening is stressful but could be FAR worse. All they care about is that I'm upset.). It just goes above and beyond. I've never experienced this in such numbers before.
Wow.
And the topper of the bad week was two of my friends dropping by my house (I was still at work) JUST to bring me a quart of my very favorite ice cream(peanut butter and chocolate) that is only available at Baskin Robbins.
Wow.
How the hell can I be upset now? Forget about anything bad happening. I have amazing friends and that stands tall against anything that could ever happen. |
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| Germs! Germs! Everywhere!.... |
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| 07:29pm 09/03/2004 |
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mood:  sick
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Geesh, maybe I'll write something more positive sometime soon...NAH.
Last week I came down with a cold, flu, virus, stomach flu...
I don't know what in the hell it is, because the symptoms keep changing. The first full-blown day of it kept me in bed, ASLEEP, for 18 hours. The next day I worked 1/2 a day and went right back to bed (with a book this time - didn't sleep the entire time). Then it started getting better. The cats didn't enjoy the 'getting better' part because they could no longer catnap with me all day long.
Now it's in this nebulus stage of getting better, getting worse, getting better, getting worse....
After 10 days of this, I called the doctor and scheduled an appointment for the morning. I can't imagine needing antibiotics (and why I haven't gone yet), but it's gotten to the point where someone else can deal with it for awhile. |
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| Err..eep |
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| 07:27am 20/08/2003 |
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I think it is due time to start updating this again, dontcha think? |
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| I am in love... |
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| 09:10am 24/02/2003 |
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mood:  ecstatic
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With SF!
Now that I know that I'm going, got a great deal on an apt. (great is in relative terms. I'll still spend more than $500/month than my monthly mortgage was), and will be moving in a few weeks...I can be excited.
The city is gorgeous, the mountains and forests are gorgeous, the ocean is gorgeous, and its all within 30 minutes from where I'll be.
I'm now looking forward to a new place and new future. I hope it all turns out well. I have hope. |
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| Wow, so it has been awhile. |
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| 09:14pm 20/02/2003 |
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mood:  stressed
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..but it isn't my fault. If things were moving any faster here the world would implode. At least my head will.
Between my Mom visiting, multiple root canal dental visits and flying back and forth to SF all in the same week, I'm getting ready to move there. Tomorrow we fly out overnight to find a small condo or townhouse or apartment or SOMETHING to rent. Forget about buying! the rent will be double what my mortgage was. At least I seem to have lucked out with my relocation guy! Yay! I can't wait to meet him tomorrow!
The moving company called yesterday:
"Hi, we need to survey your stuff."
"Great!"
"And we need to know when you're moving"
"So do I"
Now that I know I'm moving though, I'm kinda looking forward to it. As long as I stop thinking about the housing costs at least!
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| Alas, Poor Yorrick... |
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| 09:25pm 12/01/2003 |
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mood:  amused
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 I've had this nagging itch in the recesses of my brain to delve back into the works of Shakespeare again. I haven't read him in such a long time and can't find any of my old Shakespeare books in the house. If I had an attic, I'd go and look for the books there.
They offer the complete works on the web, but that would be sacrilege. I've provided a tainted specimen below.
Henceforth it shall be told of this tragedy in a sonnet of Hamlet:
As Intended
SCENE IV. The platform.
HAMLET: The air bites shrewdly; it is very cold.
HORATIO: It is a nipping and an eager air.
HAMLET: What hour now?
HORATIO: I think it lacks of twelve.
HAMLET: No, it is struck.
HORATIO: Indeed? I heard it not: then it draws near the season
Wherein the spirit held his wont to walk.
(A flourish of trumpets, and ordnance shot off, within)
What does this mean, my lord?
HAMLET: The king doth wake to-night and takes his rouse,
Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels;
And, as he drains his draughts of Rhenish down,
The kettle-drum and trumpet thus bray out
The triumph of his pledge.
An example of loss of translation caused by the internet
SCENE IV. The platform.
HAMLET: wtf? its colder than a witches tit out here.
HORATIO: jack frost is nipping at my nads.
HAMLET: sup? what time is it?
HORATIO: d00d, get a watch u cheap bastard. its like not 12 yet.
HAMLET: its 12 already foo.
HORATIO: wtf are u asking me for then?
if that ghost comes by we can jack him. ^_^
(someone shoots an unlicensed pistol into the air)
WTF!?!!?
HAMLET: lets jack the king instead. he's a loser drunk.
what a n00b. I'm gonna shove that trumpet up his ass. |
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| Profound revelations... |
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| 09:14pm 12/01/2003 |
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mood:  calm
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....
Not-so-very profound revelations
Ok, so I've lost almost 15lbs and I'm still a complete cow. I guess that's better than being a 15lb-heavier cow, but the weight is coming off really slow. Now I've finally gotten over the sugar addiction for the most part (Still having some major carb cravings), I'm having trouble actually eating enough. I'm doing the online weight watchers and you have to stick into some random point range. Its not good to eat below the minimum, but I find myself eating crap to get to the minimum many days.
I'm not a big eater, I just eat a lot of junk to prevent the shakes and the faints. Take away the crap and I'm not that into nourishment. This is why when I first started putting on all the weight (and seeing doctors constantly because of illness) they didn't believe me when I said "I'm gaining weight and not eating". Only family and very, very close friends knew this to be true. Only time I'm really ever hungry is lunch. Fortunately, I get to eat sushi or Thai at least 2-3 times a week and haven't been to a McDonalds or Taco Bell in many months. Wasabi=good!!!!!! |
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| I am a material girl... |
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| 10:31pm 07/01/2003 |
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mood: amused
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I am having a mini-spurt of spending money. I have none to spend and have some really expensive bills coming up (and none of them fun! I did not *choose* to have my tooth break under an old filling, really! I'm expecting this to consist of an over-priced cap after the trip to the dentist on Thursday).
I did finally break down and buy a PS2 after wanting one since before they came out and receiving some holiday money (which should be used to fix said tooth or pay for my speeding ticket). The nice thing was going back to work and telling someone about the purchase. One of my coworkers happens to have a lot of games (actually, a lot of coworkers and friends have a lot of games but that doesn't fit into the story) and happened to be going out of the country that weekend. The next day he brought me an armful of his games to play while he is on his trip. The only game I bought was GTA III, but I also got a few more for free.
And I couldn't resist the hideous shoes that came with free shipping. After not buying the last 2 pairs of Docs I wanted, $40 for army-ish boots isn't *that* bad, especially if they are clear. At least my feet will be slightly unique.
I also had a nice holiday and had time to relax! What a concept! I didn't know what to do with my time, so I did odd and little known rituals like cleaning house and starting a knitting project.
And part of the expenditure process was not our fault. The kitties broke their window perch and were so sad and pathetic that we had to buy another immediately. Elwood kept dragging me to the window to point out the fact the perch (that broke) was gone.
The best thing this week was returning to work and having a HUGE package arrive from Spacebee. It was full of toys and toys and more toys (and Hello Tarot!), which was highly amusing for everyone around me.
The worst part of the week was the guys making a New Year's resolution to call me 'Perky', because I'm supposedly 'perky' even when retorting with obsenities at them. :) I cannot pass down a hall without someone shouting "hey Perky" after me. |
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| Wow, its been awhile... |
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| 08:00pm 09/12/2002 |
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mood:  confused
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I just haven't had time to visit this and put all my semi-personal, but not really that personal, random bits of cranial fluff on here in awhile.
Today may not be the best day to do it. Right now I'm perplexed. I would have chosen the mood of utterly confused, perplexed or stupified but we don't get *those* options. Ever have one of those days that isn't good, nor bad (or a combination of both) but what someone says to you was so totally unexpected, you can't have an emotion about it? I'm too confused to even explain anything (which of course means, that by writing about how utterly confused I am, I'm making a bigger deal of the situation-it isn't an 'event' in my life, just a day.). I guess I'm just trying to emphasize that I came away from a meeting feeling like I had a frontal lobotomy and could no longer think for myself. I went in thinking X or Y or even Z would happen. It was one of those meetings that I knew could go several ways. It wasn't a bad one, but one I totally didn't expect and don't know what it means. Some very good things came out of the meeting and that's a good thing (the best was when I was told that sleep would now be included in my schedule - cracked me up, although after the past few weeks, I think they were semi-serious). So anyway, it is possible I'm moving departments to do the same thing, staying in the same department to do the same thing, or a combination of the two?? Whatever it is (and when I stop being utterly confused I'll understand more)I should know what it means (hopefully) soonish. It was nice (actually it isn't nice that it took this long :P) people other than in my group said "Gee, you're kinda doing too much. You shouldn't be working those hours.". Been a long time since I had a meeting where people took stuff OFF our schedules. Bah, I don't even like writing about work in this. That falls into the 'beyond the semi-personal' category. I am just too 'utterly confused' to not reflect somewhere.
I can't find my cell phone. It probably fell out in my car at lunch when my purse tipped over, but I'm too lazy to go look. I need my phone since it now plays the Violent Femme's 'Blister In The Sun' ringtone thanks to Spacebee.
The d-man has been a real comedian this weekend. Aside from designating every song (and commercial!) to have an added screech to it, and demonstrating this wildly over the weekend, he's been messing with my 'Memoirs of Beethoven' book I was reading. The book has a picture of Beethoven on the front and he keeps telling me Beethoven is talking to me. He then explains what Beethoven is saying. Ok, now that is the poorest attempt at explaining a visual ever.
I guess the makers of VH1 are also having an mid-life crisis...er, I mean retro 80's thing going on too. The 'after pic of Duran Duran scares me. |
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| For Sushi Lovers... |
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| 08:04pm 20/11/2002 |
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mood:  giggly
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Someone sent me this link today. I can't stop watching and I can't stop laughing!
Yatta has nothing on this. |
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| I hope they don't learn to spell... |
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| 10:46pm 18/11/2002 |
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mood:  artistic
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Ok, my cats are smart. They don't use it against me, but they do use it to their advantage. Tonight one of them was following me around in 'arch-mode' and I was trying to escape from him so I could make tuna without his knowledge.
Remind me never to utter the word tuna in this house. From now on it is "I'm going to make some t-u-n-a". That should hold them off a few weeks.
The orange kitty looked up at me when I uttered 'tuna' and ran into the kitchen. The other started tapping at the can as soon as I had it on the counter.
Oh and one more thing...
Which John Cusack Are You? |
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| That's what friends are for... |
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| 10:08pm 12/11/2002 |
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mood:  tired
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Because sometimes they just do little things that make you stop and smell the roses once in awhile.
Yesterday I was looking for something in a plastic storage shoebox and found the 'Where's Elvis' glitter wand. It made me take 15 minutes out of the hectic day to stare at it. I now have experienced the zen of glitter Elvis. Thank you for giving that to me years ago Spacebee. I forgot to mention it on the phone.
And now, the ode to an Elvis Wand.
Sparkles swirling, twirling. Gold specks dot the landscape.
Neon colors. Tiny gold record floats past.
Pink cadillac drowning in encapsulated liquid.
Lovely young Elvis swims past, hiding in acrylic algae.
Thin zoot suit of yellow, ever to remain uncreased. |
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| Another day.. |
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| 09:49pm 11/11/2002 |
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mood:  content
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...another entry with random bits of nonsense and not much to say that has any value.
I can't hide it anymore. I know I'm really just old and not retro (the more posh version) because of [ Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<a [...] this">') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.] ...another entry with random bits of nonsense and not much to say that has any value. I can't hide it anymore. I know I'm really just old and not retro (the more posh version) because of <a href="http://www.timelife.com/is-bin/INTERSHOP.enfinity/eCS/Store/en/-/USD/DisplayProductInformation-Start;sid=B4ZKLFLZLSlKvm8JiYgKIHQcy0yL-AIE9N8=?ProductSKU=12088&CategoryName=1&Promo=t"this">this</a>. What is even worse is the fact that I sat down and watched the informercial just for the video snippets they played. Eep! I think there were better selections for 1984 though. Blech! I might even buy <a href="http://www.timelife.com/is-bin/INTERSHOP.enfinity/eCS/Store/en/-/USD/DisplayProductInformation-Start;sid=B4ZKLFLZLSlKvm8JiYgKIHQcy0yL-AIE9N8=?ProductSKU=18710&CategoryName=1&Promo=f">this</a> for D, because it is a really good deal and you get 42 episodes. Last night I was bored and wanted to do something to occupy my time away from the computer. Somehow I thought it would be good to crochet slippers, even though the only hook in my possession was the wrong size. At least it was something different. Odd, but different. The evil, evil flannel toy (thanks for the torture Kablooey) has spawned a new version with a feather bit attached to it. If we don't hide it soon, we're going to be treated to kitty screams all night. You can't leave it on the floor because both the kittens, and sometimes in tandem, fetch the toy and proceed to drop it at your feet while screaming for 20 minutes. it is pathetic and adorable at the same time. <a href="http://www.petsmart.com/cat/shopping/toys/interactive/products/product%5F28442.shtml">This</a> is sorta the kind we got. <10 minute intermission for evil flannel toy with feather bit play time> The nice thing about fetching kitties is they bring you the toys when they want to play with something. They also love drinking from the faucet now. They'll scratch at the sink when they are ready for the next drink. "Please turn this on now, kthx". We looked for one of those faucet dripper attachments but the store only had the outdoor version for dogs. That's not going to work for indoor kitties. Did I also mention they have to have both the floor water bowl and the on-top-of-the-counter bowl? And if one of their two versions of dry food runs low, they point out that bowl too. Who says cats can't communicate? The pet store had a neat water bowl with flowing water (how zen), but it was $50 and was electric. Water, cats and an electric cord is a bad combination. I'd rather turn the faucet on for them once in awhile. And the link of the day goes to a game called <a href="http://www.jigint.com/games/lbots/index.html">Lobotomy Bots</a>. Enjoy. |
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| Southpark stole my youth. |
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| 08:12pm 07/11/2002 |
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mood:  mellow
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I'm getting sick but not sure with what. I'm thinkin' its the flu or some other random virus because its going around right now and I'm not sneezing more than normal. Right now it is only making me really tired and eye-hurty - hopefully it won't get too much worse than that. At first, I thought it was completely psychosomatic because 30 minutes before the crud came on I had a phone message...."Your doctor wants you to schedule an appointment to go over the results of your tests". Heh, I know I really *am* getting sick now though. Besides, I already know what the tests are gonna say because its the whole reason I went in. Been through this too many times NOT to know.
The 2nd episode of Southpark cracked me up last night. They managed to do bad parodies of Better Off Dead (I was shocked), the Safety Dance, Pet Sematary in addition to their usual raunch humor. Right now I'm 1/2 watching Galaxy Quest. Must get that DVD for the Thurmian (spelling?) language track.
Since I'm on the subject of evil TV, here's something odd. So..we keep seeing this Carnival cruise line commercial over and over and over. We couldn't understand a word of what was being song and made up some random version of it. Turns out the song is an Iggy Pop song about drinking and drug use. Hah! Not the most fitting song for a commercial selling family vacations. |
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| Pour your misery down... |
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| 07:34pm 06/11/2002 |
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Bleh week. Bleh, bleh, bleh.
I had a chance to visit the family for the weekend and I won't get to. Plane tickets are double the normal cost on the only weekend we can go. We only have one free ticket. *pout*
I *really* need a day off-Just one and it can be on a weekend, but I'm the one making it harder to get one. My own fault. I whine, but I love what I'm doing. Is that being type-A or just sadistic? Hrm..maybe I should make a poll.
YAYAYAYAYAYAY! for Spidey-man coming to DVD! |
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| Lights are bad... |
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| 08:09pm 18/10/2002 |
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mood:  sad
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And I'm really annoyed.
So...several months ago my car's engine light came on and stayed on. No blink. It just glared at me like I had committed a crime. Of course, I freaked. I was on the cell phone immediately, "Meet me now! Something is wrong with the engine of my car." I spent the next 6 hours contemplating just how I could possibly afford a $2000 car bill, because engine lights are a bad thing.
"Guess what? It's just a loose gas cap."
I just started laughing! Fortunately it was only about $30 to run the diagnostics. I didn't care that a loose cap just cost me $30.
A few weeks later, the light came on again while I was on the way to buy gas for the nearly empty tank. Crap! Filled the tank and noticed the cap really was loose. We bought a new cap. Cha-ching $4. Because the cap WAS loose, we didn't hurry the car back.
Until Thursday.
Diagnostics. Loose cap. Makes sense because it happened before the cap was replaced.
I stopped at a light tonight on the way home from work and it came back on. Its taunting me, daring me to fix it. It can't be a loose cap this time. Either the light is faulty or there is a leak in my gas tank or something. None of these options are cheap to fix. Now I'm just wondering how much...worrying. |
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| Punk kittens! |
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| 07:30pm 13/10/2002 |
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mood:  relaxed
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This link just makes me smile and laugh. Watch out for the stage dive!
And this is the most amazing lego piece I've ever seen. |
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