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Hey folks,

I'm now taking recommendations for books, non fiction and poetry I should read.

I read as many as I could of the previous rec's and am chasing down others.

Now. New things?


Explanation goes here about how I am bored with my life and job and miss actually learning things at uni and having things to think about and work on. I'm seeking new hobbies, but in the meantime, will take book recommendations.


Also, mirrored_star posted a great list of quotes that I am very much enjoying here. Enjoy.

Doctors looking into re-growing breast tissue. No, no potential for misuse there, not at all.

The BBC takes a look at furries.

It has been an interesting week. And by interesting, I mean "Holy Crap, what the hell?"

Monday, I discovered that I had lost my sunglasses while at gottaspiffy's b day celebration on Sunday so I bought a new pair. Tuesday, I went to put them on before getting on the bike to drive to school and discovered that they were gone as well. Bloody hell!

Also, since Tuesday, I've been feeling like crap, and coughing and sneezing. It's probably the usual winter sniffles, but Mom took it as an oppurtunity to gloat about how I should have gotten a flu shot. Even today, my nose is still running when I go horizontal and I feel sort of wrung out. Unfortunutly, someone is doing something with noisy gas tools out in the complex somewhere, so napping is pointless.

Thursday, I stepped out of class to blow my nose and move around a bit to try and stay awake when the counseler for the math program accosted me to tell me my enrollment date and time and about how I'm already pre-enrolled for phase II of the math program. She also strongly urged me to seek financial aid when I mentioned that I was thinking about cutting down my classes to one next qaurter. I've never been comfortable with the idea, since to me, it seems like asking for a handout, and It's not like I'm all that desperate for money and I don't want to get used to the idea of charity or anything like it.

On the other hand, since my so-called job pays dick and Mom is a retiree, she was fairly positive that I would, if nothing else, qaulify for a fee waiver based on income. Which means I'd only pay for my books. Tempting, I admit.

Thursday Evening, I'm in the tutoring center trying to get all my math done so I can spend the weekend getting over my cold or whatever it is when she calls me. Turns out I'm in the wrong english class, have been all qaurter. My assesment results, as I understood them, placed me in the low percentitle for reading and writing. I never questioned it because by the time I got to my essay, I half-assed it because I was tired. Since my goal is to try and get all my GED out of the way so I can focus on my major, I decided to focus on spending this and the next two qaurters gettiing them out of the way.

Anyways, there was a miscommunication somewhere and I'm taking a class I didn't need to take. We also agreed that this late in the qaurter, with the end of the qaurter only a month away, withdrawing is pointless. There's little point and I'm sharpening my skills, so I get that out of it at least. So yeah, I'll see it through.

mood: Mmm, I do love me a tasty money burrito
music: Ambient Noise

From one of the awesome blanks posted by deutschtard.

( This be one of them. )

( ze blank, udder here )

mood: awake

Oh my, I think I've grown up!

I got offered my new job as salary. That means healthcare and no more clocking in and a real big boy job! I think I gotta get married and have a few kids now. Dammit.

I think I'm gonna start posting more of my stories here. i've been telling them to my boss at work and she thinks they are book worthy. I don't think anything I do is book worthy but mayhaps I'll put them on here and let others give me some feed back. I don't know what to talk about though. Past jobs, server stories, family stories and many others. All are good choices I think. So I think I'm gonna try to start posting things tomorrow...Prepare you selves.

Because we ALL loves us some grumpy-ass felines.

>:3

location: Almost out the door...
mood: creative
music: silence, for a change

http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/slumberinglungfish/~3/gFU1_AFD7h8/

http://slumbering.lungfish.com/?p=1072

Clever Murdoch Turns News Into Hip Underground Club

So hi! I haven’t been updating Bad Gods recently, but I’m working on something behind the scenes.

to your flist...

( onoes.... )

( Ze Blankie )

mood: awake

If there were a zodiac sign for each cycle of the noveling escapade, Week One would undoubtedly be a magnificent galleon at full sail. Week Three would be a road-tested marathon runner, smiling as she catches her second wind. And Week Four would be a lone figure silhouetted against the setting sun, arms raised in triumph.  Unfortunately, Week Two would be represented by a pack of rabid weasels hurling themselves from the treetops onto a group of screaming campers below.  This, I think, is why they don't make zodiac signs for NaNoWriMo.
-Chris Baty on NaNoWriMo 2004, Week two 

mood: Mmm, I do love me a tasty money burrito
music: Ambient Noise

Alright, so I know that of the posters here, he's not the most prolific, but I've got a macro request.

I gave my father, tenorvox his copy of photoslop that has enabled him to come up with the awesome macros he's come up with. Now I ask you, people of this community, to macro my FATHER....with cats.

I've kept these requested macro pictures on topic, because he happens to be in the frame with cats! they're not the funniest pictures ever, but I do think that something could be made from them....

Also, I thought it would be a nice gift for him since he's got a seriously busy weekend. He's singing ALL the male parts in Carmina Burana for the Seattle Symphony this weekend. Wish him luck.

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New Caprica, the external HD I use to hold movies and the like, is acting oddly. The enclosure's light goes to red and the icon vanishes. I cannot access it. The Disk Utility repair function turns up no problems. It's been running for more then a year with no issues. This is a first.

I checked all the external cables too. Anything else will have to wait until Tomorrow night when I have some free time and can check the internals. I'm hoping its a loose wire or something simple. If the HD itself is going, I'm gonna be pissed. Until then, its offlined. The only other thing I can think of is a virus and I'm on a Mac.

Damnit! This is all I need.

mood: Mmm, I do love me a tasty money burrito
music: Ambient Noise

( Mwah! )