Bloglet, the gentleman's mock turtle soup -- Moss made it sweeter than myrrh ash and dhoup
Right, I can't take this anymore. She's coming in at 10:15, but I'm leaving for the airport now, with my jukebox and a book. I'll be less helium-headed there.
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11:04:48 PM,Sunday 18 July 2004
Glllrrrrg...
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08:51:18 PM,Sunday 18 July 2004
Morning. It's morning. Good Morning.
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08:57:22 AM,Sunday 18 July 2004
Summer Reading Goal Update
Tuesday July 6 to Monday July 12:
Hours of Television: ~2 (an hour and thirty-five minutes)
Books: 3 (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? by Philip K. Dick, The Wives of Bath by Susan Swan, and Death in Venice and Other Tales by Thomas Mann)
Tuesday July 13 to Present:
Hours of Television: ~2 (an hour and twenty minutes)
Books: 2 (Claudius the God by Robert Graves and Tam Lin by Pamela Dean)
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08:56:52 AM,Sunday 18 July 2004
Petrified and exhilarated and palpitating and impatient and slaphappy and serene. Not a good mix for sleeping. But I wouldn't trade it.
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04:20:19 AM,Sunday 18 July 2004
Stream-Before-You-Buy Classical mp3s.
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04:16:54 AM,Sunday 18 July 2004
Tonight's my last night of work. It's probably the nicest job I'll ever have. I've had sixteen clients. Eight left for another house six months in. Two have died. One came back from the other house. I've got seven now. Five go to the MDSC center on weekdays. Three eat pureed food. One doesn't like cheese or bananas. Three are in wheelchairs. Three need assistance walking. One can walk on his own as long as he keeps his hands on your shoulders. Three can speak, to varying degrees. One loves big plastic blocks. One loves pictures of her dad. One loves John Wayne. One loves showing people the necklaces in her purse. One loves gory movies and slapstick. One loves sucking on washcloths. One loves things that go thwap-thwap-thwap against his palm. I'm grateful to have known them. I'll miss them.
In the first place there must be a union of those who cannot exist without each other; namely [...] of natural ruler and subject, that both may be preserved. For that which can foresee by the exercise of mind is by nature intended to be lord and master, and that which can with its body give effect to such foresight is a subject, and by nature a slave; hence master and slave have the same interest. [...] Hence, where the relation of master and slave between them is natural they are friends and have a common interest, but where it rests merely on law and force the reverse is true. -- Aristotle, Politics_
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12:41:13 AM,Saturday 17 July 2004
However improbable.
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12:06:59 PM,Friday 16 July 2004
Anagram checker. I made one hell of an anagram the other day, if I do say so myself. I did it by shuffling around letters on paper. But I kept worrying that I'd dropped one under the desk, and that my marvelous perfect anagram was really all a fraud. So yay for anagram checker. 'Cause it ain't. {smug smirk}
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04:21:52 AM,Tuesday 13 July 2004
Delirious glee. Uh oh. It's too early for delirious glee. I shouldn't be feeling this until Friday, at least. I mean, where do I go from here? It's almost frightening. But I can already sense the answer. Up up up. To where there ain't words. So soon. Oh!
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06:31:20 PM,Monday 12 July 2004
A Disagreeably Facetious Type Glossary For The Amusement and Edification of People Beginning a Love Affair with Fonts.
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03:01:28 AM,Monday 12 July 2004
Krazy Kat sure is Kweer.
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09:21:04 AM,Sunday 11 July 2004
I HAVE TOO MANY #$*&% BOOKS.
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09:11:35 AM,Sunday 11 July 2004
I really need to have a Money For My Childhood sale. I've got all this great stuff -- mostly cheapo, but cool -- that I won't be able to take with me and that I have no forseeable use for anymore. I'd just as soon give it away, but I've got no one to give it to. Makes me sad to think of it all boxed and moldering in the crawlspace, though. How long does it take to put together a garage sale? Lord knows I've been to enough of 'em, but I've never had one of my own. It's just that I'm leaving so soon, and there's so much I want to do before I go. But money would be nice, and not monopolizing my parents' storage space would be nice, and knowing that some little kid is playing with my pointy-eared articulated plastic blue dude would be nicest of all. I gotta think about it. It just might be an enormously good idea.
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07:10:52 AM,Sunday 11 July 2004
Inexplicable Object of the Week.
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04:19:41 AM,Sunday 11 July 2004
My dad just walked in with a bowl full of raspberries from the backyard. My dad's pretty goddamn awesome.
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07:24:26 PM,Saturday 10 July 2004
Rock songs with tuba: good.
Rock songs with synth tuba: surprisingly, also good.
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06:24:25 PM,Saturday 10 July 2004
Hm. I don't know why thesetwo referrers came from, 'cause I don't see a link to my blog anywhere on either page. Only thing I can see that they have in common is that they both make reference to sardines, though, and I'vementionedsardinesbefore. Could that be it? Hardly seems likely. But hm.
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10:52:04 AM,Saturday 10 July 2004
I keep getting these... well, they're not really hypnagogic hallucinations, 'cause they're readily distinguishable from reality. But they're little phrases that pop into my head as I'm going to sleep, and I can't figure out from where. Yesterday, it was the name "Roderick Mason". Just now, it was a woman's voice saying, "Yeah, that's what you think, Mister 'Soft Wind Blows'." Huh.
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10:36:12 AM,Saturday 10 July 2004
It is necessary that the ass be gotten off of.
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11:05:09 PM,Friday 9 July 2004
