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walkingshadow ([personal profile] walkingshadow) wrote2006-02-24 08:54 pm

given that they simply lie about it?

a. right, went to atlanta last weekend with my dad: on saturday we scoped out a scrimmage for the kids' robotics competition and had italian food in celebration of c.'s birthday; the new georgia aquarium* was (unsurprisingly) jam-packed on the sunday of a holiday weekend; fernbank still has awesome dinosaur skeletons in the rotunda and a kick-ass children's section upstairs; and we watched 4940352 hours of olympics coverage in high definition. i do not need to see bob costas that clearly. also most sports commentators should not so much commentate as shut up.

b. now is still a good time to request songs and icons!

c. i have to write a 10,000-word lj entry in four days omg. and by "have to" i mean "i brought this down upon myself" and "what kind of influence was i UNDER anyway?"

d. last night instead of writing 10,000 words on anything, i was filling in sudoku puzzles compulsively.

e. also i was listening to starship's "nothing's gonna stop us now" on repeat. i know there are people in this world who don't like starship—who, in fact, think starship is one of the worst bands ever to record a hit song in the 1980s, and those people are DEAD TO ME kthx.

f. ALSO last night my hair looked FABULOUS. (my hair looks best when i wash it, like, once a week, which is about how often i'm getting out of the house these days, so that works out.) [livejournal.com profile] malelia_honu and i met for coffee and milkshakes and cards in dunkin' donuts, then we took a trip to borders, and then we drove along the beach for a while listening to RENT.

g. i feel like i have a thousand things to do, but i don't really—unless you count tagging all the fic on my hard drive into my del.icio.us account, or making criminal minds icons, or writing up a giant NCIS pimp post of doom (it's coming, mwahahaha), or writing a 10,000-word lj post, just for the hell of it—which i don't, particularly. and all the big things that i should be doing i just keep shunting into my blind spot and avoiding like the plague. basically i have no money and no prospects and no direction and no motivation (except—see: "no money") and i'm starting to wonder what's so wrong with staying in bed all day anyway?

ETA: [livejournal.com profile] silentfire texted me to say, "so i was thinking, and i decided that you should get a job up here in boston" and she is so right.

h. like everyone else on the internets i took the quick and painless enneagram test. i am a five (the observer: "i need to understand the world") and yes, it is a direct pipeline to my soul, but its html is horrifying, so here are some highlights:

how to get along with me: remember that if i seem aloof, distant, or arrogant, it may be that i am feeling uncomfortable; help me to avoid my pet peeves: big parties, other people's loud music, overdone emotions, and intrusions on my privacy.

what i like about being a five: coming to a thorough understanding—perceiving causes and effects; not being caught up in material possessions and status.

what's hard about being a five: feeling bad when I act defensive or like a know-it-all; watching others with better social skills, but less intelligence or technical skill, do better professionally.

fives as children often: spend a lot of time alone reading, making collections, and so on; have a few special friends rather than many (for me this is true now more than ever); are very bright and curious and do well in school.

i. someone ought to drop language log a line and suggest that gray text on a white background isn't the easiest combination on the eyes, but man are they fun to read. yesterday they nominated this something positive cartoon for a trent reznor prize for tricky embedding. in it they linked to a fascinating post on writing style and dementia, in which mark liberman commented that "geoff pullum will be happy to learn that strunk and white's stylistic advice may actually rot the brain." and then i spent a happy hour reading through the language log archives for all the times geoff pullum has whaled on the elements of style—here are some of my favorites!

j. all or most of the above was written sometime before i went to bed at six or seven a.m. this morning, but obviously not posted. today i woke up at around one-thirty, had breakfast at three, and puttered around until my mom got home at around four-thirty. we started drinking white wine and eating bruschetta at five, ordered italian food at five-thirty, and my dad brought it home at a little after six, or maybe six-thirty, at which time we switched to red wine and continued with season five gilmore girls on DVD. luke and lorelai are the cutest EVER and i just want those crazy kids to work it OUT. you guys. i've had, like, five glasses of wine, and that's the perfect time to start finishing up my [livejournal.com profile] rec50 recs, right? right. right.

* frankly i was BORED at the georgia aquarium. the fish were cool—the jellyfish were the COOLEST—but we were ten people in our party and my pace was a lot faster than most of them, meaning i spent a lot of time standing and waiting for everyone else while surrounded by mobs of people. plus we found the exhibits curiously short on information. when i'm looking at the tanks and asking "but what ARE they, where do they live, what do they eat, why do they look like that?" you're not volunteering enough. i did discover that sea otters (who, by the way, seem to have just as much fun as we think they do) have hair on every part of their body but their front paws, which they hold out of the water to keep warm. also they use tools! luckily, [livejournal.com profile] silentfire was reading about the dull thoughts of dead white men in a boston coffee shop and was available to text me with ideas of gibbs and tony making out in the aquarium's dark and blue-tinged recesses. \o/

[identity profile] silentfire.livejournal.com 2006-02-25 03:06 am (UTC)(link)

omg rock on \m/

wow, i'm a five, too. i don't really feel that the results are especially accurate, though, just as close as you can get with only two questions. but still! we're so on the same page!

seriously, why aren't you around when i'm sitting in a coffee shop reading plato?

[identity profile] walkingshadow.livejournal.com 2006-02-25 03:24 am (UTC)(link)


huh, i thought the results weren't comprehensive (there's MORE TO ME THAN THAT *cries*) but what they said was almost entirely accurate for me.

omg i am here i am here i am here. are you wi-fi-ing it up? TELL ME ABOUT PLATO I WANT TO KNOW.

(!!! gibbs and tony omgggg)

[identity profile] silentfire.livejournal.com 2006-02-25 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
PLATO IS BORING OMG PHILOSOPHY *stabs* actually, it's his account of the trial of socrates, written in the first person and he's ON TRIAL FOR HIS LIFE and he's babbling on and on AND ON like a fool, and all i can think as i'm reading is, "omg this reads like bad fanfiction make it stop!"

mmmm gibbs and tony (and carbon leaf, yay tiny text). also, this (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/silentfire/gibbswp.jpg) is the latest wallpaper on my desktop, and dear lord that man has NO RIGHT to be as hot as he is. NO RIGHT.

[identity profile] walkingshadow.livejournal.com 2006-02-25 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"omg this reads like bad fanfiction make it stop!"

okay, but if you just think of all your tedious philosophy texts as bad fanfiction, wouldn't that make them like 982734 times better?

(in the first person? really? WAY TO EDITORIALIZE THERE, PLATO)

carbon leaf! :-D good LORD that is an attractive man. mmph.

[identity profile] thepouncer.livejournal.com 2006-02-25 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Wasn't "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now" the theme song to Mannequin? I always liked Andrew Macarthy best of the Brat Pack (also, have drunk Stoli tonight, so excuse any spelling errors).

[identity profile] walkingshadow.livejournal.com 2006-02-25 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
huh, i don't know, though it sounds like the kind of thing they would do. (note to self: see more brat pack movies.)

and now itunes just tossed up AIR SUPPLY (all out of love) and i can't stop listening. i'd blame the wine, but it's totally not the wine. *facepalm*