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Tuesday, November 17th, 2009
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evil_holls
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3:24p
the perfect storm
All of a sudden everything is missing.
Last week sometime (don't even know when) I lost my card holder, which has my cat card (gallery access), my work ID (meal plan money, discount), and my bus pass (getting to work). I have NO clue where it is. So now everyday, I come to work and have to hope the gallery is open as I am locked out. I have to buy lunch with my own money and no discount. And I have to park on campus, which means I'm paying like $12 a day to park and buy lunch. I need to find this thing ASAP! I can get my catcard and work ID replaced fairly easily, I think, but if I can't find it I will have to pay for a new bus pass :(
On top of that, I'm being charged for a late library book and a late blockbuster movie. I am going to argue my way out of them, but aggghhh. I don't have time for all this losing and searching and returning!
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bluucircles
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1:20a
Friends Cut
So I performed a friends cut. Mostly it was just removing dead journals, but in some cases I removed a few active people. Don't take it offensively. Mostly I removed you if we barely speak or spoke only once, or if you friended me from dA and we don't talk. Honestly I can say there was nothing personal involved. I just have so many entries to go through on my friends page and I don't read a bunch of them as it is.
Conversely, if you've ever wanted to remove me, you're cool to do so.
If you think I pulled a dick move or something, just let me know. Comments are screened.
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(comment on this) Wednesday, November 11th, 2009
kipuka
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9:29p
i can breathe
Well, it sucks to be us right now at work. On an individual level, people are pretty much taking everything in stride, but as a whole, there is a very tense atmosphere and people are stressed to the hilt.
I've gone through a whole array of emotions, from disbelief, to sadness, to anger, to paranoia (is paranoia a feeling?) Almost had a panic attack when I found out my involvement, seeing the video, and reading peoples comments, but you know what?
I know that I'm doing the right thing, and I'm not going to change.
I know what I stand for, what I'm about, and I know that my coworkers feel the exact same way.
I was pretty bummed, but some Arashi cleared that up pretty fast. They've been through scandals too, and can still do what they do. I can be strong too.
::beamy out::
current mood:  disappointed
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(1 comment | comment on this) Tuesday, November 10th, 2009
kipuka
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12:35p
As previously mentioned, I listen to the FFVIII soundtrack at work.
...I totally just the did the entire Balamb Waltz in a mouse room.
:B
Also. I don't fangirl KAT-TUN, but I have a few songs. Does anyone else think that Real Face sound like Gackt in some parts?
::beamy out::
current mood:  uh...
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(comment on this) Monday, November 9th, 2009
evil_holls
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8:42p
mind grapes
I don't know what is wrong with my brain.
Dream:
My alarm kept going off (in real life) and for some reason I thought it was all these women calling me about a message or job posting (??) I had posted that cited the need for more women in a certain field. Or something. Then I drifted fully to sleep. . .
I was in my old house that I grew up in in Butler, talking to my former boss Jen. We were going to do something "new" and "exciting" as a part of feminist activism. My idea was to do a giant tile-like mural. My ideas? Dora the Explorer. . .a Bike. It was going to be the next big thing. ???
After that, I was walking around my house talking to my mom loudly, who was in another room. I went to close the front door and half my dad's foot was there! I stepped on it!!! I was like "what happened to dad's foot and why didn't you tell me?" Earlier small bits in the dream led me to believe he was mowing the lawn and there was a disaster. But it was just. . .sitting there. I went into my old room and my dad was laying on a bed, feet fully intact. Apparently he got a spare?
My dad was in a good mood and we started talking. He was talking about going to Florida and how wonderful it would be. I was urging him to buy a house when he was there, because he would hate coming back. Then I was talking about how maybe I could come and stay with them a few weeks after school ended. He didn't like that. . .he said I needed to be working. But then somehow we made plans and next I was in Florida.
We were at some sort of resort and I was wandering around. I was looking at a map of the whole place and decided to go to the clubhouse and swim in a pool.
The pool I chose had dolphins in it! And for about two minutes I was another character (Bella Swan?) and a dolphin rammed into me, but not because it was being mean, because it had something in supernatural dolphin talk to say to me that was going to save the world. But that dream ended and I went back to being me.
Then I was wandering around, solving some sort of mystery that I can't remember at the moment. My dad showed up and we swam in the pool a bit. There was a wedding party there getting photos taken. They did this one where all the bridal party stood next to each other and did this whole getting dressed montage. . .one photo was putting on the tie, one was buttoning the vest, one was. . .I don't even know. It was all very synchronized. At the end the bride and groom were getting their photo taken and I spilled water all down my front! But I didn't just spill, I couldn't stop it, my cup was just spilling and spilling on me. The bride started crying and freaking out because I ruined things but I was like "bah, whatever" and my dad and I walked away to the pool. We walked past the concession stand and who was working but Ken Cosgrove? I yelled at him all authoritative Peggy-style and was like "you better go help these people, and get to work Ken!"
Then we went to get a snack. There was a long line this time but my dad decided to participate in some Homer Simpson-like bargaining. He went up with some quarters in his hand to Ken and was all "soooo...this ice cream is now a quarter each, riiight?" Ken was all, hmm, no. Then my dad said "ok so it's half off?" "...yes." He jedi mind tricked Ken into giving him super cheap ice cream! He jumped over the counter and grabbed a neopolitan banana split. I grabbed it for him while he was paying and started eating it up. . .it had crushed capt crunch bits in it and it was the most delicious thing I had ever eaten. I couldn't stop eating it! My dad, behind me, somehow got hoist in his own petard and ended up paying $600 for sprinkles. But I was just eating ice cream to the point of nauseau. Mmmm.
After that, dad and I went to sit in the fancy hot tubs. The end.
I like that somewhere there is a record of my more insane dreams. I guess when the apocalypse comes and I want to translate them and be a modern-day crazy prophet, livejournal won't be around, though. still.
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(comment on this) Tuesday, November 10th, 2009
(comment on this) Sunday, November 8th, 2009
princesskitana
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10:44p
New Apartment!
So I've officially lived at my new apartment for a whole week! It's crazy. It's amazing how much I don't miss my old place at all. I mean, it was a great apartment, and it was probably the coolest place I'll ever have lived, and it was my first place in the city, etc... but I really don't miss it that much. I mean, all my stuff is here in the new place -- it already kind of feels like home. And I'll still get to hang out with Lena (Supernatural every Thursday!), so it's pretty cool.
However, for my next apartment, whenever that shall be, I don't think I'm going to go for the whole "cool old vintage building" thing again. I mean, there are a lot of really awesome vintage apartments in Chicago (such as this place and my last place), with a lot of character, and weird quirky features that make them really cool and unique... but the fact of the matter is, "vintage" is really just another word for "old."
New Apartment Cons:- The doorknobs to both my bedroom and the bathroom do not work. Previous tenants installed locks on the inside of each of these rooms, which are the only way to shut the doors.
- Radiators instead of central heat -- they make obnoxious loud noises and wake me up at night.
- Very few electrical outlets. :-(
- Longer walk to the El and commute.
- Questionable plumbing. Sometimes the toilet runs forever, and we already had to have someone fix our bathroom sink. Also, hot water takes forEVER to heat up.
- CREEPY AS HELL BASEMENT.
However, though these things are annoying, I still love the apartment!
New Apartment Pros:- MUCH larger bedroom!
- $250/mo cheaper than my last place! And heat is included in the rent.
- More available parking, less busy streets, so driving is actually feasible.
- Get to live with
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- Really nice hardwood floors that don't get snagged on your socks, and really cool built-in cabinets, and built-in shelves and drawers in the closets.
- The building is owned by a management company, who have maintenance people on staff, who actually FIX THINGS. We always had to call my last landlord a billion times before he would send someone over.
- CREEPY AS HELL BASEMENT. Dude you guys it is so awesome. I'm pretty sure there are bodies walled up down there.
Sooo yeah. The difference in rent will hopefully help me pay off my credit card debt (keyword: hopefully) which has gotten out of control and has been stressing me out big time. So that was the major reason I decided to move, but also it's nice to get out of the busy, obnoxious, yuppie-controlled Lincoln Park area... and I'm reeeally excited about my new bedroom actually being a livable size. I don't feel like I'm locked in an oversized closet anymore.
current mood:  bored
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