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When I was five I

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When I was five, I could often be found sitting on the steps of my grandparents house, licking a dripping ice cream cone, or fudgicle... Love me a fudgicle...

This was the year of my favorite cousinapos;s wedding.. It is one of my earliest memories, and therefore, likely not the most accurate. Now when I mention my grandparents house.. Iapos;m not talking some little duplelx in the the suburbs, their house was called the "Willit Mansion" because it was a huge white house, with a rich history, that sat up on the top of the hill that would disappear and reappear like a hologram on hot and hazy days here in Atlanta. Weddings were a regular occurrence here, but this one was special.. This one was family.

I remember sitting by the a/c vent, trying not to melt in the Georgian Summer, and watching guests pile into the huge double parlor. One guest in particular I found amusing, but I wasnapos;t sure why at the time.. My uncle Jim, a happy bachelor, brought a blind date. Heapos;d only met her this morning, she was a friend of a friend I overheard my aunt Margret tell my mother. The ladies whispered about her dress.. Kind of short, even for a daytime wedding.. Kind of tight for Any occasion.. And her make up..well lets just say it was... Vibrant.
Many years later, my mom and my aunt Mags often talk about the apos;Wedding day hooker", with a few smirks and grins...but clam up as my aunt Dixie walks in the room.. I wonder why...

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I miss telus commercials.

Also, after listening to the LotR soundtracks again, Iapos;ve decided I canapos;t remove Elvish from my list of languages to learn.

Screw you, U of T, for being prejudiced against non-human languages. (Seriously, Inuktitut? Useless I demand a revolution)

p.s. Did anyone else start tackling Elvish when Lord of the Rings came out? Iapos;m curious :)

Anyways, Iapos;m gonna take a nap now and dream about making ice cream sundaes with Eric and apos;forgettingapos; the ice cream
kukuku... *^-^*
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(Fan fiction is def. Educational)

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Wooooow arenas are fucking laggy LOL and we get those "Aborted: Instance not found" errors all the time.. Which resulted in a few 2v3 matches where we lost

but we got our 10 games in so Kyuu can get his season 3 offhand tomorrow. :D team was originally 1770 but we tanked it down to 1730. :P

but wow every match we went into had either a ret pally, a mage, or most likely BOTH. And with the bad lag it really is LULZ WUT HAPPND?? lots of "omg i cant even hit them" complaints from the rogues on vent (yeah we ran that gay ass comp mut rogue/shs rogue/disc priest)



made another set of alts with chayne lol. Iapos;m lvling a warrior and heapos;s lvling a pally. :P i made a female orc she r awsum. :D:D (now i need an LJ icon for her haha)

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Garriga has drained me of my enthusiasm for genetics. He is scattered, his notes are harder to follow, and I have trouble staying awake during his lectures. I never had that issue with Urnov. And I am cranky as a result.

On the upside, I have mostly caught up on lectures, sans the ones I missed on Friday as a result of a rather awkward appointment. I just need to make sure I can stay afloat for the quizzes I have this week.

I freaking love cell biology. How fitting that itapos;s the class Iapos;m just taking for shits and giggles and not something I actually need to graduate. I am digging signal transduction, the MAP Kinase cascade (God, I could talk about MAP Kinase Kinase Kinase, MAP Kinase Kinase, and MAP Kinase all day), and G-Protein coupled receptors. So thereapos;s that.

And plant morphology is, well, plant morphology. Although while walking through the garden at Thai Temple today, I noticed a plant that had opposite decussate phyllotaxy. So that was kind of exciting.

Had ridiculously good Korean food (and spent a shit ton of money) on Friday, amidst embarrassing myself with my lack of Korean. But man if I donapos;t want more meat.

Did absolutely nothing on Saturday except maybe two lectures for cell bio; spent most of the day lazing about and topped it off with Mario Kart, Monkey Island, and red wine. I had dinner with my aunt at Goldilocks in Pleasant Hill and came home with a shit ton of desserts which I am intending to consume over the course of the following week while bitching and moaning about genetics problem sets. I form healthy habits.

Thai Temple this morning, and had way too much Thai tea. Had the beef noodle soup for the first time, and my was it delicious. This morning was the perfect weather for it as well. Also had the Khanom Krog and had a bunch of mini foodgasms. That stuff is amazing.

Compensated for my lackluster performance yesterday by spending five hours in the library and going over more lectures. More Monkey Island, then, the highlight of my exciting weekend, dinner at Rikyu with Josh. Most. Amazing. Sushi. Ever. Super fresh everything, and I nearly died while eating squid and scallops. I was so content with life at that moment that I was dreading returning home to study. I think the appropriate follow up would have been more hedonism, coupled with intoxication on a Sunday night (in your face, responsibility). But unfortunately, Iapos;ve been doing too much shirking lately. So I did another confusing genetics lecture and cursed Garriga out loud.

Clearly, I just need a fucking job. And a vacation from my life would also be nice, but thatapos;s very unlikely. Once I get a decent job offer, I will stop feeling guilty about everything. Well, maybe not, but probably most things.

I need sleep.

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Hello all.
My name is Doctor Astley, but please, feel free to call me Rick.
Makes for a more comfortable situation in my opinion.

Iapos;m a new doctor here, currently working on my Masters, majoring in mental�psychiatry and psychology.
Iapos;ve been sent, as the professors put it, to "broaden my knowledge about the career path Iapos;ve chosen"; to open my eyes to new situations and new people, persay.

Iapos;m looking forward to my stay.�
The doctors Iapos;ve met so far have been less than subtle *coughHousecough* quite friendly, so thatapos;s something of good news.
And I look forward to meeting you all.
I hope to make friends out of you rather than just a patient.�

You can look me up here, if you need to chat: emerald5beauty

Or we can come swing by my office, and Iapos;ll be more than happy to assist in any way I can.
Get in touch soon. =]

[[OHOH YES�I SO�DID. XD And no, I promise, I will not RickRoll you all. I swear. <3]]







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I need the smiley emoticon with the ??? over the top of its head to sum up yesterday. I think I am going to have to learn to be LESS excited as opposed to being over the top b/c when you expect so much, you are often disappointed. I expected to clear lots of money on my stuff. Needless to say that didnapos;t occur. I donapos;t know if it was the economy or what, I would like to think so. That way I donapos;t feel like a total failure. I probably made about $20 all told. Shit. Shit. Dammit.

The good parts included spending the day with a good friend, catching up on things. She was selling her photography and did very well, as opposed to myself. No one else was selling what she was while many others were selling what I was. Dammit.

The day started off with a large cup of suck. As I was pulling up to my friendapos;s lawn, I hit one of those goddamn sewer things and cut a tire. Wonderful...seeing as I was supposed to be the one driving. Thank GOD my friendapos;s husband was able to help me out with this. We left my car. He took us down to the park with his truck. CrapQuest got us lost. Whomever programs CrapQuest should be flogged. Mapquest has gotten me more lost than any other service. They could not suck any harder.

Anyway once we worked out where we were to go, friendapos;s DH stuck around to help us set up and then left. People began arriving at the show about 9 and did not let up til about 3:30pm. My mom and SIL came and so did others from work.

Side Rant-I should learn that when my supposed apos;friendsapos; get all worked up about something I am doing and telling me that they will be there, donapos;t believe them. I had more fucking people up my ass this past week going "When is your thing again?" "Where is it?" and then I send them flyers via email and in one case through snail mail and never hear word one. WTF is wrong with people? When I SAY I AM GOING TO BE SOMEWHERE...I AM THERE And for fuckapos;s sakes, if I cannot be there, I let them know why. I just donapos;t leave them hanging.

I am planning to try to get a spot at the Wagon Wheel before Xmas and all these people can basically go fuck themselves. I know that sounds bad but I am sick and fucking tired of putting myself out for people that donapos;t give me the same courtesy. I have been thinking about doing the flea market anyway and naturally one of my promise all and then flake out friends always is saying "Oh yeah, letapos;s get a spot together." Yeah and black potbelly pigs will fly out of my ass first In other words, I am not fucking holding my breath.� I guess I am just going to just do what I NEED to do and let the chips fall as they may.

From here forth, the ONLY people that NEED to know which art shows Iapos;m doing and which days I am going to the flea market will know about it. The rest of these deadwoods can sit and spin.

Yesterday was a good day in other aspects but naturally I was sick with worry about my car and then people flaked out on me. But the person I counted on the most was there for me and that raises her in my mind. Barb is the one. She was sharing space with me and was committed from Day 1. We both got really excited and the plan now is to do more art shows and things. I want to expand into doing tie-dye and and doing things with fabrics. We passed ideas back and forth yesterday and observed other vendors and what they did that worked. For the educational benefits, I got those needs met tenfold.

I really donapos;t want to spend my time feeling bitter about people being people, flaky as they can be. My mind needs to keep on what the next step is going to be. I also need to be more realistic. The economy sucks and people are just trying to get by and disposable income is not what it used to be. CircusMcGurkis was packed yesterday and I believe it was due to the fact that 1) the weather� being nice and 2) you didnapos;t have to pay to get in.

I did contribute well to some vendors. I stocked up on tie-dye and got some great shirts.

Well now that I got the rant out of my way, I feel so much better.

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And Iapos;m pissed that my body isnapos;t letting me go back to sleep.
I cannot live off of seven hours of sleep without getting migraine, however lame that is.




I think too much.
Every night, I have to fall asleep to music.
[[which is why I think I woke up at 5 am... I didnapos;t put in anything last night.]]
And "Decembers" by Hawthorne Heights is alwaysalwaysalways on whatever playlist I make on my Zune.

Itapos;s almost up to the year mark since Casey Calvert died,
and I always think about that every night I listen to that song.
And then I start thinking about how I met Casey three months before he died, and how I had been laughing with the band about how I almost got smooshed in the mosh during their set.
And then I start thinking about how upset I got when I found out that he had died the day I got back from Havenwyck.
And then I start thinking about why I was in Havenwyck to start with.
And then I get scared shitless.

Itapos;s just the thought that almost a year ago, I should have been dead.

And the sad thing is that I still donapos;t completely grasp just how easily I could die.

For fuckapos;s sake, self, you WOULD be dead if you had waited ten minutes to walk down to Izzyapos;s.
How do you not grasp that?


But then itapos;s the fact that I was low enough to do anything I did, and I get even more scared.
I donapos;t want to go�that low again.
I donapos;t want to be at the point where the smallest things get me down to that point again.
And Iapos;m fucking afraid that somethingapos;s gonna happen thatapos;s going to push me down to that point again,
and that a year after I was able to�dodge te grave,
I wonapos;t be able to�again.



Anyone I know in real life:
If I start acting kind of out of it and spaced out,
you now know that itapos;s because I think way too damn much.

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Yep...Iapos;m a zombie. I slept for one hour last night, then went to work. It is now half 4 in the morning and I have to be up for 7. I am shattered. However my good mood is holding for now. Probably due to the fact that I was talking to Derek today on msn in work for like 5 hours (I have msn on in my office, I know I have no pride in my work...oh well) and when I got home he msned me again and we were chatting for like 4 hours. Just friendly nothing flirty, but still it made me feel good. I like talking to him.

I am gonna be guzzling tea and coke tomorrow in an effort to keep awake At least I have Sunday, Monday and Tuesday off work then. Me and Shell are goin into town (that doesnapos;t mean we are out in the sticks here, Dublin is all city but apos;townapos; is the slang for the inner city or the city centre) to buy clothes for her for South Africa and other bits and bobs she might need. Iapos;m gonna be so lonely without her

I am going to take 2 Amytryptiline and try and sleep. An exercise in futility Iapos;m sure but I gotta try



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thereapos;s thanks giving mass today, and i thank god for the good things that happen to me. Called yx on a particular night and we chat over lots of stuffs. Its really great to have friends living abroad because they will tell you everything about it.� and yx is currently living at NYC:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Yes, im jealous. And heapos;s moving again next year, most probably to london 0.0 () thatapos;s where arsenal fc is HAHHAHA� We are having lots of� unnessacry talks held by some random people, which i feel that is not important at all. So i just sleep through it.� anyway,� im most probably getting my formal clothes next week, and all my photoframes next monday. My mom got herapos;s reserved at some boutique and i still have not got mine yet. NO TIME NO TIME� AND. I saw THE ACADEMY IS... ALBUM ok, i know itapos;s no surprise for some of you cause you guys may have alrdy got it, BUT.I.HAVE.NOT so im getting it tmr or next tuesday(: im planning to get the script too. Since all are nice and have really good songs(:

i tried not to think bout it and pretend that we are still... Friends?
maybe im the one who misunderstood, not you.
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