Time for Monday Madness:
1. Do you collect anything? Okay, those out there who know me, don't laugh. You'd say I hoard all sorts of useless stuff, and although that's true, there are a few things I intentionally collect. Here are some: carved wooden boxes, stuffed animals, coins, books, cards, and comics.
2. How many items do you have in your collection? I have about six boxes, 20 stuffed animals, about 40 coins of various places, 3500 books, about 350 comics, who knows how many Magic: the Gathering, Cthulhu Mythos, X-Files, and other collectible cards I have. (Can you tell I worked in a comic store for awhile?)
3. What is the most unusual piece in your collection? A box shaped like a book with bone inlay, a roaring stuffed dragon, a Vietnamese wavy-edged 10-dong piece, a fold-out accordion-style book showing a complete genealogy of the Greek Gods, X-Files 1/2, and a complete X-Files trading card set. The last two, along with the game cards and my Star Trek commemorative coins (solid silver and about the size of my palm), are probably going to go to E-bay this week. The other stuff isn't valuable; I just like them.
and one more for good measure...
4. Is there anything you don't collect that you would like to collect? When I was a kid I collected stamps and rocks, and I'd like to do that again. If I ever have a house of my own, I'd like to collect various forms of ivy, scented geraniums, and orchids.
Born, like other comic book characters, out of an otherwise trivial but life-changing animal bite, the Rabid Librarian seeks out strange, useless facts, raves about real and perceived injustices, and seeks to meet her greatest challenge of all--her own life.
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Monday, May 03, 2004
You take for granted so much in life.
Tonight I'm having maddening itching on my hands, coupled with numbness and 'pins and needles'. Welcome to the strange world of diabetes, which is responsible for both. Well, and the fact that I should start my period any time now so I'm retaining water; my fingers feel blown up. Do guys ever have that sort of trouble at all, short of having congestive heart failure? I didn't think so.
It was a good gaming day, and Cerys and I visited with friends afterwards. I also got some leads on apartments. I picked up an apartment guide at the Great Wall (wonderful Chinese place; great sesame tofu!)
I've turned my heat back on; it's positively nippy. Now I think I'm going to head on to bed, once Cerys gets back in. Don't worry--I am not ignoring my impending doom, I'm just trying not to spaz until I can actually do something about it.
But first I should mutter. :)
It was a good gaming day, and Cerys and I visited with friends afterwards. I also got some leads on apartments. I picked up an apartment guide at the Great Wall (wonderful Chinese place; great sesame tofu!)
I've turned my heat back on; it's positively nippy. Now I think I'm going to head on to bed, once Cerys gets back in. Don't worry--I am not ignoring my impending doom, I'm just trying not to spaz until I can actually do something about it.
But first I should mutter. :)
- Sexy:: Lingerie
- Clique:: Snobs
- Pledge:: of Allegiance
- Carbs:: Really quite necessary for life
- Dream Job:: Library
- Sweeps:: New 'Charmed'!
- Soundtrack:: Movie
- Hero:: Enrique Inglesias
- Shave:: and a haircut, two bits!
- Christina:: Ricci
Sunday, May 02, 2004
Amusement of the day
Two mighty cats stalk along the mesa on the hunt for elusive yet docile prey. Quietly they select one from its companions and shadow it, prepared to stifle any startled movement. With quick motion, they separate it from the herd, sending it cascading over the edge to its doom. The cats leap to the tile floor below the table. As they rip apart a helpless fortune cookie, they take great delight in slicing open the crinkly package and relish the sweet cookie until a pack of wild dogs drives them away and snatches the remaining carcass. Discarded, unnoticed, lies a strip of paper. The fortune?
:)
You will conquer obstacles to achieve success.
:)
Sigh.
Last night I came home and found an eviction notice on the door. I've dodged eviction for six solid months now. I don't think I can this time, although I'll talk to the the leasing office Monday and see if there's any chance.
Still, it might be good, because I've realised that the only way I might be able to catch up is to be paying less in rent. Right now I'm at $579 plus all the late fees I've incurred since I haven't been able to pay on time. I'm bringing home about $400 bi-weekly now from my main job, and another $40 or so from the other. If I can find a one bedroom that's around $400-$475 with everything but electric paid, it'll help, especially if I can find one in an area of town where I don't have to dodge bullets. So, if you know of any good deals in Lexington, let me know. The court date is Thursday, and then I'd have to be out 7 days from then.
PS I just had a filling crack and come out. Like I can afford to go to the dentist right now. Do you ever just feel like you're at a low ebb? Still, no sense in complaining; some of it's my fault and some of it isn't, but I can only do what I can to get through and hope that soon things turn out better. Wish me good luck; I sure need some.
Still, it might be good, because I've realised that the only way I might be able to catch up is to be paying less in rent. Right now I'm at $579 plus all the late fees I've incurred since I haven't been able to pay on time. I'm bringing home about $400 bi-weekly now from my main job, and another $40 or so from the other. If I can find a one bedroom that's around $400-$475 with everything but electric paid, it'll help, especially if I can find one in an area of town where I don't have to dodge bullets. So, if you know of any good deals in Lexington, let me know. The court date is Thursday, and then I'd have to be out 7 days from then.
PS I just had a filling crack and come out. Like I can afford to go to the dentist right now. Do you ever just feel like you're at a low ebb? Still, no sense in complaining; some of it's my fault and some of it isn't, but I can only do what I can to get through and hope that soon things turn out better. Wish me good luck; I sure need some.
Friday, April 30, 2004
:)
Dwana just brought me one of the new nickels from The United States Mint commemorating the Louisiana Purchase. A second design, celebrating the Lewis & Clark expedition, will be released this fall. Nifty.
I love commemorative coins. I got a Florida quarter the other day and accidentally spent it. Unfortunately, with the lack of money, I haven't really been able to hoard the quarters like I'd like, although I usually try to make sure a friend has one as I get them. I know he won't spend it. You have to love a quarter with the Space Shuttle on it. :)
I love commemorative coins. I got a Florida quarter the other day and accidentally spent it. Unfortunately, with the lack of money, I haven't really been able to hoard the quarters like I'd like, although I usually try to make sure a friend has one as I get them. I know he won't spend it. You have to love a quarter with the Space Shuttle on it. :)
On the other hand
I'm kind of glad I don't have TV at the moment...I mean, please, the things they're doing for sweeps these days.
'20/20' Under Fire for Adoption Contest
'20/20' Under Fire for Adoption Contest
Oh, please
Stations to Boycott 'Nightline's' List of the Fallen
Shouldn't the people of the United States get to see the faces of the people who have sacrificed their lives for our freedoms? If anyone is using this as a political statement, it seems to be the owner of the bloc of stations that are staging a blackout (read, censorship) of the programme. Newsweek has periodically provided similar content as a means of reflection, and it really helped to be able to see the faces, read a little, recognise that each of those names--and the sad thing is that, except locally, we're to the point where it's often not even a name we get in the news, but just a number, in terms of casualties--had a life, a story, a family attached.
Shouldn't the people of the United States get to see the faces of the people who have sacrificed their lives for our freedoms? If anyone is using this as a political statement, it seems to be the owner of the bloc of stations that are staging a blackout (read, censorship) of the programme. Newsweek has periodically provided similar content as a means of reflection, and it really helped to be able to see the faces, read a little, recognise that each of those names--and the sad thing is that, except locally, we're to the point where it's often not even a name we get in the news, but just a number, in terms of casualties--had a life, a story, a family attached.
Happy Friday, Happy Bealtaine
It's supposed to storm today, but that's okay, because it's Friday. Unfortunately, the Friday Five is still on hiatus, but still, yay!
I woke up to a cat draped over my chest (Spock), purring, one (Darius) draped over my dog (Cerys) because, well, he's terribly devoted to her and must. be. in. contact. at. all. times. I'm not sure how Cerys feels about that, to have this maniacal orange cat of devotion attached to her. He watches her when she goes out. He snuggles next to her whenever she isn't moving. His brother was the same way with his dog, a friend's, and when she'd had to be put down :( the cat waited by window for weeks waiting for her to come home.
The alarm went off and cats went flying (they know the lumbering giant they know as mom is going to get up to turn the infernal noise off) and then I went over to snuggle with Cerys, who'd been sleeping with her butt up by my head. Unfortunately she chose that moment to do one of those shake-your-head-and-flap-your-ears-back-and-forth right in time to slap me in my eye. Ah, my life. :)
I'm looking forward to two things tonight; one, it's game night--I'll be spending time with friends playing board games. Two, it's Bealtaine eve, an important religious holiday which unfortunately I can't really celebrate to great effect (being the fertility/sex one, and not having a partner), but there are other aspects of the holiday, too, although I learnt a long time ago that jumping bonfires was not something to do if you're clumsy and not likely to be procreating--there was one year I injured my foot and it gave me problems all the way to Samhain (November).
Last night's dreams were mostly spy thrillers. I think my brain is making up for the lack of TV. When I was a kid my favourite episode of M*A*S*H was being shown but we were in limbo during a move and didn't have our TV yet, and that night I reproduced the entire episode faithfully from beginning notes to credits, which means somewhere, lost in my brain, is a memory, right? :)
I woke up to a cat draped over my chest (Spock), purring, one (Darius) draped over my dog (Cerys) because, well, he's terribly devoted to her and must. be. in. contact. at. all. times. I'm not sure how Cerys feels about that, to have this maniacal orange cat of devotion attached to her. He watches her when she goes out. He snuggles next to her whenever she isn't moving. His brother was the same way with his dog, a friend's, and when she'd had to be put down :( the cat waited by window for weeks waiting for her to come home.
The alarm went off and cats went flying (they know the lumbering giant they know as mom is going to get up to turn the infernal noise off) and then I went over to snuggle with Cerys, who'd been sleeping with her butt up by my head. Unfortunately she chose that moment to do one of those shake-your-head-and-flap-your-ears-back-and-forth right in time to slap me in my eye. Ah, my life. :)
I'm looking forward to two things tonight; one, it's game night--I'll be spending time with friends playing board games. Two, it's Bealtaine eve, an important religious holiday which unfortunately I can't really celebrate to great effect (being the fertility/sex one, and not having a partner), but there are other aspects of the holiday, too, although I learnt a long time ago that jumping bonfires was not something to do if you're clumsy and not likely to be procreating--there was one year I injured my foot and it gave me problems all the way to Samhain (November).
Last night's dreams were mostly spy thrillers. I think my brain is making up for the lack of TV. When I was a kid my favourite episode of M*A*S*H was being shown but we were in limbo during a move and didn't have our TV yet, and that night I reproduced the entire episode faithfully from beginning notes to credits, which means somewhere, lost in my brain, is a memory, right? :)
One last thing
I was checking on the status of Mad Mad House, since I am now without cable and can't watch, and I came across a story where Nicholas Brendon of 'Buffy: the Vampire Slayer' has voluntarily entered rehab for alcholism. Sad, but I'm glad he decided to seek help. I admire his efforts to overcome obstacles; I first learnt of his overcoming stuttering through ads in Exceptional Parent magazine. Apparently he has been the honourary chairperson for the Stuttering Foundation of America's Stuttering Awareness Week for three years now. By the way, here's a bit of trivia I didn't know--his name always sounded like it was a first and middle one, and that's actually true; he keeps his last name private, and he has a twin brother, Kelly Donovan. Hmmm...I'm betting someone in the family is Irish. :)
As for Mad Mad House, I'm a little disappointed to see Eric, who just comes off as a jerk, still on. I have to admit, I'm rooting for Nichole, and I think she's probably done the best job, at least from what I've seen. From the beginning, the three I did not want to see win were Kelly, Tim, and Eric. My favourite Alts are Art, Avocado, and Ta'Shia. Fiona's seems a little high-strung. Don...well, let's just say that I think he values shock-value more than substance, and even the other Alts struggle to deal with him.
There are a lot of things on the website like chat transcripts. Now both Don and Fiona have their own websites. Ta'Shia has a blog.
Well, we've had about one minute of rain, followed by silence, I have two cats perched on top of my computer who seem ready to adjourn to the bedroom, and I think it's time to go to bed. (I am so happy to be able to stay up again and not be getting up at 4 am!). Cerys, however, has burrowed under some of my laundry-to-do (yes, I still have part of my backlog) on the couch, so I think she'll stay there for the night. I'm interested to see what I dream tonight. The night before last was a vivid return of Cole from 'Charmed', but a good Cole, with a wedding and odd stuff along the way, but here in Lexington. Last night involved Versailles (one town over, and pronounced here like 'Ver-sales', a river, a journey, and women, ,but I don't remember the particulars...I do know that I somehow got a lot of my job frustrations out in the dream and essentially bitched in my head throughout the night. So who knows what's next? 'Night.
As for Mad Mad House, I'm a little disappointed to see Eric, who just comes off as a jerk, still on. I have to admit, I'm rooting for Nichole, and I think she's probably done the best job, at least from what I've seen. From the beginning, the three I did not want to see win were Kelly, Tim, and Eric. My favourite Alts are Art, Avocado, and Ta'Shia. Fiona's seems a little high-strung. Don...well, let's just say that I think he values shock-value more than substance, and even the other Alts struggle to deal with him.
There are a lot of things on the website like chat transcripts. Now both Don and Fiona have their own websites. Ta'Shia has a blog.
Well, we've had about one minute of rain, followed by silence, I have two cats perched on top of my computer who seem ready to adjourn to the bedroom, and I think it's time to go to bed. (I am so happy to be able to stay up again and not be getting up at 4 am!). Cerys, however, has burrowed under some of my laundry-to-do (yes, I still have part of my backlog) on the couch, so I think she'll stay there for the night. I'm interested to see what I dream tonight. The night before last was a vivid return of Cole from 'Charmed', but a good Cole, with a wedding and odd stuff along the way, but here in Lexington. Last night involved Versailles (one town over, and pronounced here like 'Ver-sales', a river, a journey, and women, ,but I don't remember the particulars...I do know that I somehow got a lot of my job frustrations out in the dream and essentially bitched in my head throughout the night. So who knows what's next? 'Night.
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