Dairy Overdose

Our milk drinking habits have finally caught up with us.

Ruth and I have a tendency to buy two gallons of milk at a time, because we drink it, like, fast. However, for the past week or so we've been spending a lot of time at aimee and jay's, and they've been feeding us a lot. Just yesterday, Ruth left to visit her boy in San Fran. I just looked in the fridge and realized we have one and a half gallons of milk to get rid of by the 4th.

It'll be a challenge, but we like milk. A lot.

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Radiohead: Everything In Its Right Place

Last night we had Jay's friend Dan over, and his pregnant wife and his sister and another friend of theirs. Dan has several well-used books on the subject of drink mixing, and has rather a lot more experience with that sort of thing than anyone in our family does. We tried many nifty new things, and much fun was had by all.

For those who are interested (and for my records), I think the white russian was my favorite. I would have appreciated the B-52 more if I'd downed it faster. The almaretto sour was definitely a fave, though it was a bit sweeter than I would have liked. Dan's measuring techniques on that one were a bit improvised though, so maybe he just put a tad too much of the sugar syrup in. The fuzzy navel was good, but wasn't as tasty as everyone always makes it out to be. My least favorite was the cable car, but even that wasn't terrible. I tasted someone else's vodka sour, and wasn't too excited about it, but I would still drink it. I didn't taste anything that absolutely disgusted me. We didn't have any gin though.

Winds of Change

I find it amusing that Apple's Service Provider site has html bugs. For example, when your session gets logged out because you've been away too long, it tells you this, then tells you to log back in. So you click the log back in button, and it opens in a new window. And in the current as well. For no good reason.

The search functions there suck big emu eggs, too.

On another note, I didn't bring my powerbook to work today, for the first time. ^^

I love my sisters (and brother in law).

My day off was kind of dung, but Aimee and Jay and Ruth were very lovely when they all got home from work, and tolerant of my spaghetti dinner, and of the fact that in spite of spending most of the day there at the house, only 2/3 of my laundry was done and the rest was in a heap on the floor of the soon-to-be-baby's-bedroom.

Sorry about the lack of periods in that paragraph.

I feel like I've accomplished nothing in the past month. My room is a wreck (though greatly improved by the removal of my dirty laundry) and there are dishes all over the kitchen. Today I went to record a song with a friend of mine who is just finishing up a movie right now. It's a horror movie, and the song is supposed to just be haunting ambient sounds, and he asked me to sing the melody. It was frustratingly slower than it needed to be, and in 2 hours we got basically nothing done except one or two run-throughs. Then someone came to play piano and our make-shift sound room became not so much a sound room. Oh well, we'll try again later. I just hope we can get it finished before I have to leave.

This is one of those entries that if I were a livejournal user, I would make friends-only. Fortunately, if you know about this I most likely consider you a friend, so it's like my blog is just perma-friends-only.

What Violence?

Kill the anti-video games campaign.

I actually wonder sometimes if violent video games actually give "aggressive people" a bit of an outlet, and cause them to be less violent rather than more.

Children Are Not Dogs, People.

I want a solemn promise from each and every one of you that you will never put your kid on a leash when you go to the grocery store. That's just not right.

Guess That Quote:

"Nazis. I hate these guys."

My tolerance level appears to be slightly lower than Naomi's :P

But apparently slightly higher than anyone else in my family. Yesterday Ruth and I went to go play Frozen Throne with Jay, Aimee, and Lee. We got obliterated a few times by the insane computers (we were playing 5 on 3), then obliterated the insane computers a couple times, then played every man for him (or her) self. Afterwards, we went back to Jaymee's house and decided we weren't done hanging out and having fun, so we got some Jack Daniels and Kahlua, took care of the extra vodka and Baileys we had lying around, and watched some of the good ol' sci-fi.

After 6 drinks, it's surprisingly difficult to keep track of who's been sent back in time to where, who's fighting what in a giant space battle, and which red-shirt just got shot. It's all very fantastic though, whatever's happening. We said all sorts of things like "wow, that was immersive... imp... impressive" and were quite proud of the fact that we could still come up with full sentences and words with more than two sillabubs. Okay, so it wasn't that bad, but it was close.

On a completely different note, this morning the owner's wife walked by our area and asked about me going away to school. I thought she'd known for like a month, but apparently she just found out. She pulled Diego aside and wanted to know why I was still here, because I have a "bad attitude." I have a few things to say about that, but this post is getting long already. The only reason I still have a job is because I'm good at it, and they need me.

Grr.

Woot!

So I finally got to go see my friend Joel's band in concert, and found them to be quite rockin' awesome. It was their album debut (just 5 tracks), and I bought an album, and obtained permission to upload the music online for the smart masses.

The band is Modus Dei, though they haven't yet hosted any pictures with Joel in it (he just recently replaced their drummer). Here you can listen to or download my favorite song from their album, Awakened. All five are uploaded here if you're interested in listening to more.

Go. Listen.

Intel intel

Tyler expressed interest in hearing my "insider" opinion on the Apple move to Intel procs, so the rest of you get to hear about it whether you're interested or not. :)

Apple has been prodded for a couple years now to be putting out the G5 Powerbook, and they haven't been able to do it. Word is the heating issues are too complex. They've made a fairly good push in the right direction with the G5 imac, but the cooling system is still not small enough to fit into a laptop. This is probably part of the reason that Apple announced this year at their World Wide Developer Conference that they will be dropping the PowerPC processor in favor of Intel chips. Apple needs to come up with something for the powerbooks, and fast. The number one question I get, besides "can you get my pictures back?" is "when is Apple coming out with the G5 Powerbook?"

Some kind of new something will probably be coming out sometime between September and December, and it will probably be something to do with the powerbook and the intel processor. Apple will almost definitely want to get it out before the holiday season hits. They will probably also put some kind of new spin on the ipod market, just in time for Christmas shopping.

Also of mild interest is news that AMD expects to be forming a closer relationship with HP in the near future, especially regarding corporate-level notebooks.

All in all, I think the move to intel is a very smart one, because I think the PowerPC processors are slow and unstable. So blah.

Sometimes my hair looks like that, and it makes it all worthwhile.

Except for the goggles.

Mmm, tasty

My head smells like butter. It's actually kind of strong.

I need to do the dishes, do my laundry, go shopping, or all three. These would be good things to do.

I have discovered that I really just don't like Windows. Actually that's not true. I don't like anyone's computer but my own. I can't stand what other people do to their poor machines, in their ignorance of the Way Things Work. I suppose it could be considered arrogant to assume that *I* know the Way Things Work, but where macs are concerned I pretty much do. At least enough not to screw up my own OS.

I really can't wait to get out of the clean-up-other-people's-messes business.

Finally

My HBP finally arrived in the mail today. If you're wondering why it came in the mail instead of me picking it up at the bookstore, I had a that gift certificate to amazon...

I've also been subtly avoiding the blogs of anyone who might potentially talk about the book at all. Sorry Naomi, and others, but I'll catch up on yon blogs once I've finished reading it. Not that I don't trust you, but... I've been hurt before *cries softly*

Fading fast

I'm swiftly losing my desire to blog often.

Just don't have much to blab about recently I guess.

Tyler has decided that between me and my doppleganger, I'm the babbling one.

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I'm about ready to give up on subject headings.

I’ve got a hot swing-dancing double date tonight. I’ll leave you all to guess with whom ;)

I really really love music. Most of the time it doesn’t even matter what kind of music it is, something about that mode of artful expression always moves something in me. It lifts my spirits, opens my mind, provokes my thought, and a whole bunch of other cliché phrases that mean “it makes me happy.”

I’ve been wondering lately whether everyone else feels the same way, or if it’s just me. Or maybe other people feel the same way about some other kind of art. Perhaps it’s literature, perhaps it’s photography, and perhaps it’s philosophical discussion, I don’t know.

So what about you?

More internety goodness

Just another college student with enough time on his hands to entertain the masses of the intarweb.

It gets much funnier as you go down the list on the left... Check out the migraine one and senile dimentia.

*faints*

Vash pleases me immensely. I haven't let him out of my site since I met him. Benson has been teaching me nice little unix geeky tricks, and I've picked up a few things on my own.

Met a girl on the bus this evening on the way home that I've run into multiple times before because our routes are almost exactly the same. We usually chat when we end up on the same bus, and this time the conversation centered around Harry Potter and terrible public transportation. She's pretty nifty, but I can never remember her name, because I see her about once a month. This is okay because I don't think she remembers mine either. I doubt I'll ever see her again now.

Played on quizilla way too late into the night last night, and okcupid too. It's been forever since I did either of those, it was a tad nostalgic. Or maybe I'm just getting old. Weird... I don't think I've ever said that before.

:(

I really really really really a billion times really miss washington.

It took 11 months for it to hit me, but it's hitting me hard.

It's almost like just I'm going home has made me think about how much I miss people, and how nice it will be when I get there.

I just have about six weeks to wait. It seems like it just keeps getting longer and longer though.

MUHAHAHA

I WIN!

His name is Vash, named after Vash the Stampede. I went through a very careful process naming him. I knew I wanted a character from a book or movie, so I picked between male and female, good and evil, and hero and sidekick. The obvious choice here is evil male hero. At this point it became clear to me that what I really wanted was a badass mofo, so Vash came to mind. Plus it's a nifty name.

I will install all sorts of nifty things on it, customize it to my liking, and then take over the universe.

I'm already teaching it to dodge bullets. It learns quickly.

Soul-Shaking

I've never felt that going to church and doing all the right hand motions made me a Christian by default. Also, though it may have looked like it, I've never believed that being a "good girl" makes me a Christian either.

To be perfectly honest, I hate the word. I hate the giant chasm that it puts between people. I hate the myriad preconceptions that go with it. When did it stop meaning "one who follows Christ" and become "one who believes they must do everything right" or "one who thinks they do everything right" or even "one who looks like they're doing everything right."

More than anything, I wish that I myself didn't have these preconceptions.

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Wooh.

It has begun.

Last night I dreamed that it was the end of the school quarter at PC and I realized I had not gone to a single class all quarter, because I had been working full time at Samy's.

Why do I still get back-to-school nightmares, every single year?

Other than that I have had an awesome week. Had my first three day weekend in months (usually I get one day weekends), had a fun barbeque thingy on the 4th and watched some nifty fireworks shrouded in mist, got moneys, got presents, got books, got more books, got more moneys, watched a season of roswell, read books, talked to Shayna, talked to Rose (albeit breifly), and replaced my sock supply with new ones that are not worn all the way through. Plus all the other stuff that I normally do like eat, sleep, and shower.

On to the next phase of my plan: obtain powerbook.

I feel pressure washed

I'm very tired... and it's late at night... like midnight o' thirty... but I'm still awake, because ruthie's boy is coming tonight at like one o' thirty, and I've been up thus far because ruthie and I were sewing, and then I stayed up a little more talking on the online.

If you're one of my LAers, and you're wondering why I missed dollar dinner on wednesday, it was not because I missed the e-mail detailing the location. It was because I happened to be pressure-washing a brick patio at that time. By the time the patio was brick red instead of moss green, it was around 8/8:30. But hey, at least I made a little money off of it.

Speaking of which, it really is rather frustrating that my rate is higher as a spare handyman than it is as a full-time apple technician. One takes very little brains and very little skill. The other takes a little bit more of both (not much, granted, but still.)

It's odd, that's all.