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carson
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response 158 of 202:
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Nov 11 02:34 UTC 2000 |
(just got back from Yet Another Trivia Competition. going in, there
were teams that feared my name, knowing that my team wins about half the
ones I enter. we made a good showing, taking the top score for both
preliminary rounds, but when it came time for qualifying, we were twice a
question away, only to let it slip through our buzzers. goodbye, $200.)
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scott
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response 159 of 202:
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Nov 13 15:08 UTC 2000 |
A "power event" here at work. Minding my own business, suddenly the power
dies. Tuns out a high voltage line was down right outside our office; we
could see the ends sparking and making little flames where they touched the
ground. An hour later, and we're back up. Damn, I wanted more non-computer
time. ;)
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gelinas
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response 160 of 202:
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Nov 20 02:59 UTC 2000 |
I found a five-pence piece in the change on my dresser today. At first,
I thought it was a Canadian dime, since it was of approximately the
right size and color to be a dime, just brighter. Closer examination
revealed my error. I wonder where I got it? I suppose some cashier is
happy s/he passed it along before having to explain how s/he accepted it
in the first place. And I'm glad to have it.
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carson
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response 161 of 202:
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Nov 26 03:08 UTC 2000 |
(Thanksgiving Day was interesting, to say the least. after failing for
the umpteenth night in a row to fall asleep before midnight, I packed
up the car and left for Ann Arbor around 8:30am, about 2.5 hours later
than my plan C. instead of making the left in Harvey, I travelled further
south in a vain attempt to avoid most of the lake effect snow. dunno how
effective *that* was, considering the squishy-squishy slush zone I hit
just south of Munising.)
(about two hours into the drive, just before I hit US-2, my eyes feel like
they're going to glue themselves shut. I pull into one of the roadside
parks and nap for about an hour, at which time I was awoken by a caravan
of hyperactive kids and rah-rah parents on their way to some sort of
football game [I'd know which one if I'd read the paper before leaving. I
recognized the school name, but don't recall it right now.]. I started up
the car and continued along US-2 just to the bridge, when my eyes begin
again to close like Georgia schools after a light snowfall. I pulled over
at the sightseeing area just north of the bridge and take another hour
nap. I drive for another hour until my eyes begin to shut like Japanese
subway car doors. I pull over at another rest area and sleep for about an
hour. after waking up, I call my little brother and tell him I'm running
late [it was just after 4pm, which was when I'd planned to be home] and
won't be there until 8pm or so. I get back into the car and suddenly
realize that I'd been wearing my older, more comfortable pair of
eyeglasses. I further realize that my eyelids weren't heavy befcause of
lack of sleep, but rather eye fatigue from driving with an old
prescription. thankfully, I have my newer set in the car, so I put those
on and drive the rest of the way home, no problem.)
(yesterday and today, I spent in Columbus. freedom and I had Indian food
for lunch, Pizzeria Uno's for dinner, and Chi Chi's for dessert, plus we
baked cookies. I also visited my grandmom & aunt & cousin, who's getting
bigger [he's 7 now]. now I'm in Ann Arbor, and I leave for East Lansing
in the morning.)
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tpryan
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response 162 of 202:
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Nov 27 02:21 UTC 2000 |
I'm back from a weekend in Champaign-Urbana, Illinios. It felt
good to go to a con again on Thanksgiving weekend. After reading Grex
bbs, I should be pretty sleeppy, what which only 4 hours of sleep last
night and the 7 hours drive today.
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ashke
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response 163 of 202:
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Nov 27 13:34 UTC 2000 |
I'm moved in. I have a new address, new apartment with new carpeting. Big
thanks to Anne and Sylvia for helping, in addition to my family and some
extended family (friend's parents who kinda adopted me). I'm exausted. We
started truly loading stuff up at 12:30pm yesterday when the truck arrived.
I couldn't afford the deposit for a u-haul or ryder, so had a pickup truck,
trailer, and cars. Got all the furnature in the truck and trailer first load,
fishy tank and assorted other things in cars. Second truck trip was boxes
boxes boxes, boxes in cars, and assorted "God, she's got a lot of stuff!"
comments. Then it was down to my father, my step mom, Bernice, and I... And
we made another trip in the cars, loaded up, then it was Bernice and I, and
it was my bike, Christmas Tree box, and over to mom's to get the TV. Got to
my mom's at 10:45pm. Was completely out of the old place by 10pm (the rush
because my ex-roommate got off work at 10:30, but was being picked up by his
father as he has no transportation having wrecked his car last month.)
I'm having mixed emotions, partially I'm sure because I'm completely exausted
both emotionally and physically. I had wanted this to be a good parting.
Apparently I'm the ONLY one, and no I'm not suprised it didn't happen. His
two temper tantrums on the last two days I lived there were more than enough.
But the final straw was when he wanted to take my keyboard away and when I
wouldn't let him have it (story...bought a computer from him, he kept both
new and old keyboards until we moved in and he gave me one of the two... he
wanted the new one back, I said no, that both comptuers came with a keyboard,
and I was keeping one. Either the old one or the new one. he couldn't keep
both.) and then he proceeded to say "Fuck you. Fuck you bitch." and walked
away, and then scowled at me for the rest of the time he was there before his
father picked him up to take him to work (an hour and a half late no less).
I know it sounds dumb, but I really wanted and hoped to see the guy I first
met when I left. I had wanted to spend some time doing something fun, like
a movie or even just talking. We did that earlier in the week, and most of
the seperating was good. Up until the last week, and he kept mood swinging.
Mostly when I didn't let him get his way. I know it's an indication of what
he's like now, and I didn't give him my new address or phone or anything.
I like my new home and it's going to work out well. I want the best for him
too, not that he would ever believe it. He'll bitch and moan, if he can find
me (although he does know where I work) So now I have to unpack and figure
out how to get on with my life now without him. So I'm happy and I'm bummin
today.
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mdw
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response 164 of 202:
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Nov 28 04:08 UTC 2000 |
I think it's for the best that you're out of there - he's clearly got
big problems, and there's nothing you can do to fix them. I'm glad you
were able to move out without anything worse happening.
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carson
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response 165 of 202:
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Dec 3 20:25 UTC 2000 |
(outrageous cookie bars are out of the oven and look *good*. I'll have
to start later this week on the rest of the cookies for the care packages
I'm sending out. there's the small matter of a term paper, two essays,
and 28000 words of "journal entries" to attend to first.)
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bhelliom
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response 166 of 202:
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Dec 6 23:45 UTC 2000 |
And now your friends will come over. :)
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ashke
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response 167 of 202:
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Dec 7 01:40 UTC 2000 |
Woo hoo! I have furnature, and I am cooking my first meal in my own
apartment. Not someone else cooking, and not heat up food either. Yea!!!
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mdw
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response 168 of 202:
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Dec 7 02:33 UTC 2000 |
Cooking with dry ice again, are you? I've heard of freezer burn, but
not usually in terms of "edible".
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ashke
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response 169 of 202:
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Dec 7 17:39 UTC 2000 |
feh. no, I mean, I actually made a roast and prepared the cuisine myself
rather than helping Stouffers, Birds Eye, or Tios.
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mdw
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response 170 of 202:
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Dec 7 19:55 UTC 2000 |
I had no idea Tios did frozen food. I thought they only did dine-in,
take-out & delivery.
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carson
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response 171 of 202:
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Dec 7 21:20 UTC 2000 |
(Tios *does* do prepared food, last I checked.)
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ashke
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response 172 of 202:
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Dec 7 21:27 UTC 2000 |
Perhaps to appease the literallists in the cf, I should have sperated the
frozen cuisine from the pre-made cuisine. However, I did say in 167 "someone
else cooking"
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carson
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response 173 of 202:
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Dec 17 07:35 UTC 2000 |
(I'm at WUPX-Marquette. from the looks of things, no one's been here
for the past 24 hours. it's quiet. I haven't decided if I want to power
up the station or just head back home. I forgot to bring the stack of
blank tapes I'd bought earlier today along with me.)
(it's not so much cold outside as it is windy. I did spend several
minutes chipping ice off my car, but I don't know if that's because
of snow melting after I drove today, or if it was freezing rain.)
(I did do dishes today, for the most part. I also went grocery
shopping for the first time in a couple of weeks. while at the
store, I picked out two pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream to take
home. I hadn't had B&J in over a year. when I started into a pint
this evening, I couldn't figure out why the Pistachio Pistachio wasn't
green.)
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happyboy
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response 174 of 202:
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Dec 17 15:33 UTC 2000 |
what store did you go to?
is the station still in that old dorm building next to the art
department (they prolly moved that years ago though)
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carson
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response 175 of 202:
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Dec 17 20:03 UTC 2000 |
(Super One, K-Mart, Econo Foods, in that order.)
(the student radio station moved from West Hall to the University Center
a few years ago, before my time. I *think* the move coincided with the
switch from AM/cable to FM broadcast and the change in call letters from
WBKX to WUPX.)
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happyboy
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response 176 of 202:
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Dec 17 20:36 UTC 2000 |
we go Shopko, eh?
duder i want a togo #16 in the worst way.
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carson
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response 177 of 202:
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Dec 18 00:27 UTC 2000 |
(ShopKo didn't have anything I wanted, although it's open 24 hours a
day until the end of the year.)
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scg
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response 178 of 202:
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Dec 18 05:50 UTC 2000 |
I took BART over to Union Square, the fancy shopping district in San
Francisco, today. I found an art fair going on, and since I've been meaning
to decorate my apartment (which is significantly bigger than my previous
place), and there was some nice stuff there, I bought some art. It was an
odd arrangement where the artists had been given permission to "exhibit" their
art by the City, but since there's an ordinance against selling things in
parks, the artists and customers had to walk to the edge of the square to do
the actual transactions. It felt something like the stereotypical drug buy,
except that drug dealers in movies tend not to get paid with credit cards.
I then wandered through China Town, going through a bunch of the
knicknack/souvenier shops while contemplating Christmas shopping. I quickly
discovered that China Town seems to be a several block long district in which
at least half the shops have identical inventories. Weird. I went to Borders
for a while, and then came out and started walking back towards the BART
station when I saw a large crowd, and yellow tape marked "hot set" blocking
off an area. I watched for a while as a film crew set up lots of very bright
lights, and stuff hanging from cranes to reflect the light back towards the
street. The film crew said they were shooting a movie called High Crimes,
with Ashley Judd and Morgan Freeman, but all they were doing when I was there
was setting up lighting, so I didn't get to see any actors I recognized.
Now I'm back home in Berkeley. I wonder if there's anywhere that serves food
here that's still open at 10 pm on Sunday.
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anderyn
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response 179 of 202:
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Dec 19 01:14 UTC 2000 |
Need to finish shopping -- have the kids and family friends, mostly... but
still have to get Bruce and three other people. Siiiigh.
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carson
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response 180 of 202:
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Dec 19 04:56 UTC 2000 |
(the snow seems to have subsided for the moment, but I'm still expecting
to be snowed in tomorrow, and I've already scheduled the day off of work.
in the meantime, I'm making cookies [oatmeal scotchies, if you must know].
I haven't finished eating the last batch of cookies I made, which was a
chocolate chip/cinnamon chip combination that suffered from the use of
dark brown sugar instead of the light brown/white mixture recommended; my
roomie's comment was "they taste like gingerbread.")
(I also finished off the last of my pint of Ben & Jerry's Cherry Garcia
Frozen Yogurt. I haven't done laundry, haven't shoveled out my car, and
haven't bought a shovel to shovel out my car. there's also the matter
of cleaning the apartment sometime soon...)
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senna
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response 181 of 202:
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Dec 19 07:29 UTC 2000 |
If you schedule the day off of work, who *does* go in?
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mooncat
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response 182 of 202:
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Dec 19 15:16 UTC 2000 |
Hmm... have to get a present for my dad... does Red Green have any
videos out? <grins>
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