Confessions of a Love Junkie

I only get the urge to post on LJ when I'm feeling lousy.  Unfortunately that makes for very uninteresting blogging; if only I could channel my wretchedness into great writing it might make things less annoying for my friends list.  I suppose that means my long absence is a sign that things have been going fairly well or, at least, I've been keeping it together fairly well.

I'm certain I need to get back into therapy.   I don't really have anyone to talk to and kvetching into the ether of the internet isn't all that productive. Having no one to talk to means I end up with a lot of pent up crap that I don't  know how to deal with.  Lately I've been holding so much in that I feel like I'm going to crack in half.

 Warning: whining and descriptions of vagina-related medical procedures ahead. 

W3C:  "All web browsers, you must do this!"

Internet Explorer:  "Well… we're not gonna! We're gonna have a sandwich."

Conclusion:  Internet Explorer is the France of web browsers.

Note:  If you find this funny you are quite possibly as warped as I.  Be afraid.

I'm starting a blog as part of my Media and Politics class.  The focus is going to be primarily on media coverage of climate change and other environmental issues.  I'm calling it Hell's Handbasket.  I'm also hoping to highlight some of the important news that isn't being covered by mainstream media.  I have many friends who are much better versed on these topics than I, so I hope they will chime in and perhaps offer suggestions. 

As witnessed by this LJ I'm not particularly adept at the whole blogging thing, hopefully I'll manage to improve my skills (at least enough to get an A).

Nature is both brutal and really fucking cool.

Baby ducks bounce.

I'm not usually one to make New Year's Resolutions, but warren_ellis had a rather good list that I might snitch.

* Become your own fantasy of yourself.

* Invent something.

* Urinate on something consecrated.

* Destroy someone's mind using only your eyes and words.

* Create a Title or Doctorate for yourself.

* Listen to one new thing every day.

* Watch all the lights until morning.

* Understand in your heart that the Dog is the natural enemy of the Human.

* Spend at least 12 hours as an alien being.

* Force complete strangers to look at your "spaceship."

* Without getting arrested.

* Or married.

* Be worthy of obsession.

* Be worthy of air.

* Be glorious.

* Be seeing you.

Happy birthday wishes to the fantabulous lpetrazickis and slightly belated good wishes to his lady pbprincess.  I hope your birthday bash was awesome. 

To all my dear friends

I just couldn't get into the Halloween spirit this year. I wasn't feeling all that festive and living here in the Vantucky, with my neighbors and their tacky WalMart decorations just depressed me. I didn't even hand out candy. Blah.

I'm meeting on Monday with the internship coordinator for my program. My adviser mentioned the possibility of an internship with OMSI, which would totally rock. I'm also applying for an on campus internship, which would be just 12 hours a week, but includes a tuition waiver. That is bound to be competative, but I'm pretty well qualified.

Nearly everything on my 43 Things list has been sorely neglected. I'm determined to dedicate this winter to self improvement and checking some of those things off my list.

Write some poetry that's not all angsty. I tried to find one to post, but I got nothing.

It needs a better title I think.

My birthday passed without much fanfare, which is generally the way I like it. I spend most of the day in class, then had a lovely dinner and cocktails at No Fish Go Fish. I stayed out far too late again on a school night, which means I'm like the walking dead today, but I'll muddle through. The person responsible for keeping me out so late was well worth the mild discomfort of sleep deprivation.

The walk is tomorrow morning at 10 a.m. Anyone who would like to donate should do it soon!

Time for a little shameless self-promotion. I'm participating in the 2006 AIDSWalk, which raises money for the Cascade AIDS Project who's mission is "To prevent HIV in youth and adults at higest risk, support men, women and children with HIV and their families, and advocate for an effective community response to the pandemic."

If you can spare a few dollars for this great organization, please go to my donation page and pledge your support.

Thank you!


http://aidswalk06.kintera.org/cap/blueplasticstraw

Probably will make some changes. I'm open to feedback.

I found a convenient way to decide who to vote for in the September elections.  Simply go to the website for the local anti-choice whackjobs and vote for those they consider eeeeevil.  The only choice that I'm torn over is Joel Penoyar for the Washington Court of Appeals.  He's made a very stupid decision regarding work release for a confessed child molester and has said he would possibly do the same in the future (which, frankly, makes me want to smack him upside the head).  Unfortunately, he is the lesser of two evils as his opponent is an arch-conservative who models himself after Scalia. 

Why is it that the local community college can manage to provide bus passes for students for $15 per quarter, while my school, a branch of the second largest university in the state, charges $60 per semester? That is, incidentally, more expensive than the two lowest level parking permits. Parking is a huge problem on campus (parking permits sold out two weeks before classes started), so you'd think they would make an effort to promote public transportation.

I finally got around to watching Batman Begins. While there were enjoyable moments (mainly the scenes involving Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman), there was also much that annoyed me. For example, phenomenally bad movie physics. All the flying and stuff aside, why doesn't the microwave emitter vaporize the water in the people standing right next to it? Also, anyone who's witnessed the aftermath of a broken water main knows the water doesn't just keep flowing neatly past the opening. Besides the physics there were characters to annoy. I adore Cillian Murphy but Scarecrow was just the lamest villain ever. Dispatched with a Taser? Geeze. Liam Neeson puts that Star Wars training to use by reprising his role as Qui-Gon Jinn. At least this time around he got a snazzier outfit.

Ah well, at least it was free.

In this case, real friends help you on rescue missions.

The kitty has been retrieved from the clutches of the (in)Humane Society. After all my anxiety and scheming and weaving an elaborate back story, it was a really simple matter. They didn't even make him license the cat because he lives in Portland (the cat lost while moving explanation was simple enough).

Todd called the kitty Lokai, which suits him and is nerdy and unique. Since Todd did all the hard work I'm sticking with the name he picked.

Lokai has an appointment with my vet on Saturday, so he's in quarantine in the bathroom until then. I'm gonna go pet him and listen to that purr again. :D