Tuesday, July 20, 2004

back to blogging

It was a vacation of sorts, running around doing errands for the mother-unit, redo-ing zeester #2's area in a fit of feeling-makeover, and just basically getting tired over vacation time. I didn't want to spend for the cousin's wedding--am too miserly for my own good--but still ended up spending for stuff for zeester #2's area because she's been messing up her part of the room quite magnificently... to think she's not even supposed to be here. Maybe part of boycotting said cousin's wedding is that it's because of him that zees#2 is rooming with me as he's in Manila half of the time and has taken over her (big) room. Sigh. Of course only I could have made a connection like that and be weird enough to believe my own neurotic imaginings. Because. I. Don't. Like. Rooming. With. My SisterAnyone.

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Just visited Soloflite's blog, and swiped this quiz:
Hecate

?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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Nice.

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Also visited Sabitski Point, with interesting reading about Serendipity (not the movie) and things that make her happy.

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It's so hard to get back into the work groove, especially when things have been piling up in your absence and you have 100+ messages on your Yahoo! mail. I've been able to get some things done though, got a couple of meetings done, and actually wriggled out of some tough situations. Will really have to get back into the groove. Am actually thinking of emulating Chrissy and actually *really* look around (as opposed to just talking about it incessantly--whining is more like it).

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One of the things done while in catatonia trying to start "real" work: changed desktop yet again. Finally Prisoner of Azkaban scenes have been replaced by Justice League artwork.

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Pending: King Arthur, Pumpkin, Just A Kiss.
Have to: pay for gutter replacement, have mother-unit's car waxed, start actually working, and re-read A Wrinkle in Time

Last Song Syndrome : Come Around - Rhett Miller
Am I gonna be lonely for the rest of my life?

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