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Quote from Nick Hornby's book High Fidelity:

"But I find myself worrying away at that stuff about pop music again, whether I like it because I'm unhappy, or whether I'm unhappy because I like it. [...] I've spent nearly thirty years listening to people singing about broken hearts, and has it helped me any? Has it fuck. So maybe what I said before, about how listening to too many records messes your life up ... maybe there's something in it after all. [...] It seems to be that if you place music (and books, probably, and films, and plays, and anything that makes you feel) at the center of your being, then you can't afford to sort out your love life, start to think of it as the finished product. You've got to pick at it, keep it alive and in turmoil, you've got to pick at it and unravel it until it all comes apart and you're compelled to start all over again. Maybe we all live life at too high a pitch, those of us who absorb emotional things all day, and as a consequence we can never feel merely content: we have to be unhappy, or ecstatically, head-over-heels happy, and those states are difficult to achieve within a stable, solid relationship."

It's been somewhat stuck in my head for this entire week, due perhaps to my awareness of just how much listening to music or reading books changes my mood. On the other hand, I'm not sure that I can shrug off personal responsibility for how I feel onto media that I consume, as it seems a little petulant.
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Day 5 - 3/16/08

Final day. Got up, saw sunrise. Took pictures. Many pictures. Went back to bed for several hours. Dreamt of ninjas attacking me just as I sat down to mess about with an Excel spreadsheet. Wonder what that's all about. Ninjas. Eventually got up again and went for lunch. Had blue margarita to coordinate with outfit. (I begin to believe that margaritas may take the place of my previous favorite drink, the screwdriver.)

Went back to room, read, went swimming, got bowled over repeatedly by waves, given how strong the wind was. Went home, took shower, went on sunset boat cruise. Too cloudy for good sunset, but drank punch and lounged about on the boat for two hours. Nice catamaran, good to go sailing, given that snorkelling doesn't work with glasses. Came home, ate dinner and rum cake. Mmm, rum cake. (Where has all the rum gone? Into the cake. Why? It tastes better that way.) Decided that a question on my "Informational Questionaire for Prospective Dates" should be "What's your opinion on cheese?"

Read some more, determined that we both had long layovers in Atlanta. Were vaguely displeased. I threatened to buy another Phillipa Gregory novel to keep me entertained during the long hours. Henry offered one of his books, telling me not to stoop to such ludicrous depths.

Getting up relatively early tomorrow, inclined to remember to wear more clothing, given how cold I was on the flight out. Am looking forward to being home; forced relaxation is rather tiring and I can only imagine how the porridge is doing.

Needless to say, but I'll do it anyway, AWESOME idea, whosever it was. Warm warm warm all of the time, even at night. A little too humid sometimes, but the everpresent seabreeze keeps the temperature just right. I will say, though, that I will not miss the feel or smell of sunblock. Or what the sea breeze/water does to my hair. I believe I'm more tan -- I daresay that my tummy is, given the tanlines, but I couldn't say how noticeable any of the rest of it is. Come to think of it, I have very few, if any, pictures of me in the sun. I doubt anyone will believe I was even there. Clearly, I'm just playing hooky from work and ordering rum cakes online.
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Day 3 - 3/14/08

Happy Pi Day! So okay, ow. Sunburns suck. Like, really. Did you konw that if you take a hot shower, you find out exactly where you're burned, even if you didn't think you were? Yeah. Painful.

Anyway, today we slept in until noon and then put on as much clothing and sunblock as we possibly could, to the point of nearly being dressed for California winter, and then we went to the Botanical Gardens, the only major nature preserve on the Grand Cayman Island. The specialty is the Cayman Blue Iguana (aka, the Blue Dragon), of which we were fortunate to see 3, two in the wild and one in captivity. The ones in the wild were larger and bluere than the one in the box. And of course my camera ran out of batteries. Happily, Henry's still had juice, so we got tons of iguana pics. I swear, from the number of pictures we have, you'd think we ran into a giant pack of iguanas. There were parrots and other lizards and pretty tropical flowers too so all in all quite pretty.

We then decided to actually drive up to Rum Point, which is a major landmark on the map, but nothing more than a pier, a foodshack, a gift shop and a scuba rental place. This seems to be a tendency of the island as well as my map, which considers Rum Point worth a ! and a picture. The water was crystal clear and very shallow. We got to see a really skinny trumpetfish-like fish in the water, even without snorkel gear. I guess Rum Point is mostly a nifty beach and everything else is a sidenote.

Anyway, we got food, which was a good thing given that I almost collapsed from lack of it (or the heat or dehydration, I don't know. All I know was that my vision started to narrow and I did almost pass out.). Then we watched the tourists (yes, we finally found them -- they're at Rum Point!). Then we came back to the hotel, ate some ice cream, and read books. Amazingly, I've now finished 3 books -- "The Hedonism Handbook", "The Other Boelyn Girl", and Ellison's "Approaching Oblivion". I've only got my small Asimov book left before I'm without reading material. Good thing we're going to Georgetown tomorrow and seeking out a bookstore.

Left to do on this vacation: 1) drink fruity drinks; 2) buy souveniry things; 3) go snorkeling; 4) find, eat, and buy rum cake. Given the 2 days remaining to us, objects 1,2,4 can all be accomplished tomorrow with our drive to Georgetown and 3 will happen Sunday when practically the entire island shuts down. And 1 could happen more than once anyway.

Do I feel relaxed and rejuvenated? Yes and no. I don't think I ever have this much down time, and all I kind of want to do is sleep. Sad really, but I guess that's better than running around like a crazed tourist. still, too short of a time and not as much done as I'd like. Need to start planning a trip to Egypt. Who's with me?
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Someone once told me that I have a love/hate relationship with everything in my life. The more I think about it, the more I think that they're right. And then I get angry at myself for being that way. I wonder if it's not just love/hate, but a series of diametrically opposed feelings. Too much looking back, not enough looking forward. I think I just want it all. On a silver platter. Handed to me by hot naked men. There should probably be hand-peeled grapes somewhere too. This paragraph ended up in a different place than I intended.

Today is brought to you by the number two.

Count the fishies! One fish, two fish... Two fish, ah ah ah. Saturn and Neptune are all that's left of the United Federation of Planets And Two Outliers. I wish I could say they were Pluto and Alpha Centauri, but alas, the luck did not hold. But that is okay. At least two survived the Russian roulette that was my tank for a while.

Count the number of hours past midnight Inga slept! One hour, two hours... Two hours, ah ah ah. Why the hell was I up at two? Because I'd gone to bed at nine, and I had work to do. So I watched Harry Potter 1 + 2 and reviewed lotsa websites for 3.5 hours before coming into work. Happily, the energy has held. Perhaps due to the fact that my lunch was literally 15 minutes long, most of which was waiting in line. This implies Many Things Are Afoot.

Today is also brought to you by the letter C.

This Saturday was painting a Condo. Or at least the trim around the doorframes. There was also Chipotle sauce and Chicken mole burritos. Sunday was going to the City to eat Chinese food -- dim sum -- with Chopsticks. I got to take the Caltrain and discovered the local Coffee shop near the millbrae Caltrain stop. So, there was also a bookstore shop and I read several Chapters of two books before deciding to buy them and a CD. One book was on Cars. I used a pair of Coupons, so it didn't Cost as much as it would have. Then I went grocery shopping and bought Chicken and Cheese and Ciabatta bread and Cherry yogurt. Then I went home and ate an ice Cream sandwich.

Today is further brought you by the number 13.25, which is the number of hours that I have worked today.

And on that note, I'm out to go rampage like any CG Fang dragon would. With dignity, honor, and a fearsome treasure lust. Rawr.
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I'm guessing a large portion of my flist has read American Gods. I was having a conversation with someone today about why Jesus wasn't a big player in that book. We also ranged on topics such as how Jefferson, Washington, Lincoln should have been gods, and maybe Celebrity (with a changing face of Monroe, Paris Hilton, etc). In any case, does anyone have much insight into why Gaiman chose the gods he did, but left Jesus out of the book almost entirely? (Also, on a side note, Wikipedia suggests that Cthulu was referenced in the book -- does anyone know where?)
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Hello, hello, hello! Welcome to the Land of Expectations, to the Land of Expectations, to the Land of Expectation. A Joyous and Happy Birthday to Dobromir, who occasionally reads this. May the monkeys not eat you and may you get that trip to Hawaii you were hoping for.

In other news! I am going up to the city today to go on a used bookstore crawl. Can anyone say "DANGER, WILL ROBINSON, DANGER?!" For truly it is said: "Lead me not into temptation, for I can find it myself in much less time." But that is okay! After the book crawl, I will have dinner, for truly it is said: "The hungry person makes bad decisions and gets drunk quicker on alcohol." And then there will be pre-gaming, which is not actually gaming in the sense of gaming, but more in the sense of drinking games gaming, which is less interesting to most of my flist. I plan on drinking mixers only and being laughed at by a 21 year old with a blonde afro. There may be some tequila shots involved perhaps when the party actually gets started, but I am on a mission to get myself back to the Penninsula by the end of the night.

Thing that I am happy about: BOOKSTORE!! Actually, I'm really psyched about this -- no one's ever told me that I'm allowed to go into lots and lots of bookstores, so yes. This is good, although by the end of the day, my apartment may collapse under the weight of all the paper that I'm bringing into it.
Thing that I am less happy about: Tomorrow is a work day. Yes, I know it's Sunday, but when something needs to get done by Monday morning at 9am and working until 8pm on Friday wasn't enough to get it done? The weekend must be partially sacrificed.
Thing that I am working on: Cleaning my apartment. Right now? It's taken me forever to find my wallet. Things like that are bad.
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hey, yeah, it's friday.

Also - did I loan Neverwhere to anyone? Can I have it back?
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Case you hadn't heard, Robert Jordan, author of the Wheel of Time series, died yesterday. and

Absolutely sucks, and so soon after Madeleine L'Engle's death too.
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I get so impatient waiting for people to respond to IMs. I see the little "[screenname] is typing..." and I'm like "C'mon, c'mon!!! Hurry up."

So to pass the time, I write LJ entries like this one. Write, write, write. I SHOULD be watching Death Note epi 2 so I can go to bed and curl in my covers and sleep, but instead, I'm not. This is mainly coz I'm watching the epis on the TV, but trying to have a conversation means that I can't actually read whatever they're writing. Apparently, my TV operates in 480x640 resolution. Who knew.

Actually, I lied. The conversation is more or less easy to read on the screen. I just have to squint a little bit. S-video cable is the OMGBESTESTTHINGEVAR.

Although, don't even get me started on Fry's. Their audio cable section makes baby Jesus cry. I swear, trying to find a headphone extension cord was impossible. I eventually ended up with a male to male 1/8" cord, a female 1/8" to male RCA connector, a female to female RCA connector, a second male RCA to female 1/8" and a pair of headphones to extend them. At that point, I threw up my hands and went to Radio Shack, where they had a headphone extension cord. Frankenjacks make me really really sad. SO INELEGANT!!! Which just goes to prove my point - never go to Fry's when you can go to Radio Shack for the same thing. Costs a little more, but at least it makes more sense. And actually, all the stuff combined that I would have had to buy from Fry's added up to more than what I ended up buying.

Tragically, I also go to bed too early. Or something. I hate it when I have a completely different schedule than most other people I know. When people say "Hey, let's hang out!" and it's 9pm, my initial reaction is, "But, I was about to go to bed." When did I get so old?

Other things...started watching Death Note, I like it so far. If you haven't seen it, go check it out - it reminds me oddly enough of the way The-Guy-Who-Did-Princess-Mononoke-et-al presented things. Or maybe it's just good anime and, having never really been exposed to it, I'm easily impressed.

I could have been married to a buffle-brained prince by now and had several buffle-brained children! (Which is a paraphrase/quote from a book that I read the other day...)
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OMG, Harry Potter 7 - I has it!

OMG, fishies - I has them!

OMG, map for D&D - I has it!

By the way, if anyone wants free fish, my friend is still trying to find good homes for a good 60 molly dalmatians. Let me know if you're interested. :)
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Neil Gaiman is coming to Kepler's tonight at 730! You should ALL COME!! And then go to Borrone's and get coffee afterwards. :)

There's also a reception starting at 615 with various other things happening too, at Keplers.

I'm currently sitting at work listening to him talk. :) I will be at Keplers later, too.
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today is rosh hoshanna
tonight is the start of ramadan
tomorrow is the first day of fall
quickly, let's have a pagan festival!

in other news, i have received books from [ profile] eruthros and they are fantastic. especially brom. thank you so much, you rock.

in further other news, monday is the start of stanford continuing studies classes and next week is the end of the quarter. So what does that mean? less stress + more stress = equivalent stress! yay!
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it's friday. one more week and i will be going home for 9 days of pure unadultered MA summer. Summer vacations should be longer than one week, but i will take what I can get and be happy with it!

Furthermore, I went to the library the other day - the local public library, not the academic one where I work - to return a bunch of books, including Harry Potter and the first three books of the Sandman. I was waylaid in the children's section by various books that I remember from my elementary school library. Stuff that no one I know now knows, like Nighpool by Shirley Rousseau Murphy (and its two sequels), and the birth of the firebringer by Meredith Ann Pierce (which was recently rereleased, so perhaps people know about this now - it's one of the few unicorn books I've ever liked). Anyway, to make a long story short, I ended up getting lost in the young adult section and checking out more books than I meant to. But it's okay because it's FREE and I can read children's books and not feel guilty.

The heating in our building is having spaz attacks. It's 97 degrees outside (or was yesterday), and our heating has decided to turn on... yay! heat no matter where I go!

Also, I read the Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood and am suddenly possessed of a desire to read as much as I can about as many different things as I can.
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happy thought for the day: the fact that i can spend the entire day in pajamas, if i wanted to, and no one would care. yay pajamas.

and who said that it was okay for every goddamn apartment in california (near a caltrain station) to be no cheaper than 850/mo? and a decent place, where i won't get murdered in my sleep, is nearly a thousand bucks a month. the worst part about it is that if i had a car, i could get an apt on the seaside for that. wtf? give me a good job with a good company, and i'm still beggared before I turn thirty.,+Pacifica,+CA+94044&iwloc=A&hl=en right on the damn seaside. bloody hell.

i just want a hint manual to my life. why can't i have a hint manual? at least then i wouldn't feel quite like i was banging my head against the wall again and again and again. it's like those computer games, where you have to buy something really expensive, and you can only bargain him down so much, but you've wasted all your gold on armor or whatever so you have to go out and kill the creatures and steal their gold. but of course, the creatures inevitably kill you more than once, so it just becomes futile. and with the hint manual, you'd at least KNOW before you spent your gold on armor that you'd need to buy this quest item. hint manuals for life; i think someone would make a killing producing these things.

oh, yes, and i would LOVE some cheese with my whine.
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today's happy thought involves being wrapped up in a blanket drinking hot cocoa and reading a book.
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happy thought for the day: mom's crisp, light and fluffy french toast with real maple syrup for breakfast on a rainy day...

Discworld meme.... )

Also, this Friday, Nov 18, at noon, George R. R. Martin will be coming to Kepler's to debut his new book, "A Feast For Crows."
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in deference to black, i'll stop posting happy thoughts for the day. i'll also stop recounting my wonderful days at work.

instead, i will leave you with this thought: i got a job offer from google.

[edit, just for Jenwa, 306pm EST:] and the happy thought for the day is unpacking books that one hasn't seen in months. it's sort of like christmas a month and a half early.
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happy thought for the day: being surprised by a dozen roses after waking up on the wrong side of the bed.

my friend manu in germany went all out and rpg-filked dire straits' "money for nothing" and bob seger's "turn the page." check it out.

it's cold, but i'm wearing my "too many books; too little time" john bellairs tshirt, so all is well... my mom finally broke down and started unpacking my stuff to move it out of the dining room. i gotta say... it's so much more efficient when she does it. (but she's a superhero, so this makes sense).

mirfak is having issues with her medschool applications. apparently, MCAS requires all transcripts to have grades, and won't accept "W" or "RP" as grades because they don't support schools who hide how well their students are doing. Thus, Stanford students are having a hard time applying to med schools. Stanford Med School and the Registrar are getting involved to break MCAS down...stupid bureacracy.

anyway, i'd like it to be sunday, if that's okay.
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happy thought for the day: the new george r. r. martin book Feast of Crows is FINALLY out, after FIVE YEARS. w00t. i'm still in the middle of knife of dreams, so i'm not going to get to read it for a week or so, but that's all good. at least it exists.

i get to go have dinner with jer's mom tonight. this should prove...interesting. ;)

Additional happy thought: babysized socks.


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