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Jun. 23rd, 2003 12:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jakebe
Hey there, all...
Thanks to everyone for the kind words and shoulder-pats and whatnot. Sometimes I feel like I'm really unappreciative of the folks that really do care about me, and I'm sorry about that. With depression, you almost always choose to focus on what you want and don't have instead of all the great stuff staring you right in the face.
Random stuff today! A coworker by the name of John bought me a medallion from the Royal Circle of Friends of the World, which is one of the earliest black organizations in America. They were founded in 1909...and he let me have it on one condition...that I study up on it and see what I could find. Heh, and the hunt is on. :)
Speaking of black people, I found out that we no longer have the stranglehold on the biggest minority slot; we've apparently fallen to Hispanics. I'm not really sure what this means, if anything, but I do feel like a chapter on minority history has closed or something. ;) Maybe people won't make such a big fuss over Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson any more, which would definitely be a good thing. And maybe this will pave the way for *other* minorities to get noticed, too. At the risk of sounding particularly insensitive, the black community hasn't really handled the limelight particularly well since the 80s.
I have an idea for two t-shirts that I'm seriously thinking of having made: the first one'll just have "I (heart) chicken" on the front of it, and the second one will have a slice of watermelon with a bite taken out of it under one of those 'don't' circles. Around it will "Back up off my watermelon." I figure I could start a whole line of politically incorrect t-shirts. :) Better living through fashion!
Every time I get curious about the time these days, I immediately stick a hand in my pocket, only to remember my pocketwatch died in service several months ago. The other one I have, a present from Wendell/Lou, has a busted hinge or something, and I really don't know how to fix it, so it's been retired to my desk. I'm thinking I really do need another pocketwatch. In a couple of weeks, when I have the extra cash, I'll check eBay for something cool.
Speaking of antiquated fashion accessories, I'm really digging suspenders these days. :) I borrowed some from Joey for Bernadette's wedding reception, and I just...liked the way they looked. I actually didn't wear a vest just to show them off, and if only you knew how much I liked vests...that'd be saying a lot. ;)
I really, *really* need to start looking into new clothes. All of the pants I own (except suits) I've had for like...six or seven years, and they're getting really thread-bare. While I do like the whole bohemian ideal of tattered clothing, it's getting a bit ridiculous. ;) I'm torn between going the whole...quirky-dress/old man route, or just getting various black items and leaving it at that. Either way...hmm. I dunno, we'll see.
Wendell/Lou sure has perverted me when it comes to my tastes in clothing. I'll always be grateful to him for that. :)
Katy's found a guy to replace her for the Lit room, and he'll probably be taking over Poetry as well, which is good.
Thanks to everyone for the kind words and shoulder-pats and whatnot. Sometimes I feel like I'm really unappreciative of the folks that really do care about me, and I'm sorry about that. With depression, you almost always choose to focus on what you want and don't have instead of all the great stuff staring you right in the face.
Random stuff today! A coworker by the name of John bought me a medallion from the Royal Circle of Friends of the World, which is one of the earliest black organizations in America. They were founded in 1909...and he let me have it on one condition...that I study up on it and see what I could find. Heh, and the hunt is on. :)
Speaking of black people, I found out that we no longer have the stranglehold on the biggest minority slot; we've apparently fallen to Hispanics. I'm not really sure what this means, if anything, but I do feel like a chapter on minority history has closed or something. ;) Maybe people won't make such a big fuss over Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson any more, which would definitely be a good thing. And maybe this will pave the way for *other* minorities to get noticed, too. At the risk of sounding particularly insensitive, the black community hasn't really handled the limelight particularly well since the 80s.
I have an idea for two t-shirts that I'm seriously thinking of having made: the first one'll just have "I (heart) chicken" on the front of it, and the second one will have a slice of watermelon with a bite taken out of it under one of those 'don't' circles. Around it will "Back up off my watermelon." I figure I could start a whole line of politically incorrect t-shirts. :) Better living through fashion!
Every time I get curious about the time these days, I immediately stick a hand in my pocket, only to remember my pocketwatch died in service several months ago. The other one I have, a present from Wendell/Lou, has a busted hinge or something, and I really don't know how to fix it, so it's been retired to my desk. I'm thinking I really do need another pocketwatch. In a couple of weeks, when I have the extra cash, I'll check eBay for something cool.
Speaking of antiquated fashion accessories, I'm really digging suspenders these days. :) I borrowed some from Joey for Bernadette's wedding reception, and I just...liked the way they looked. I actually didn't wear a vest just to show them off, and if only you knew how much I liked vests...that'd be saying a lot. ;)
I really, *really* need to start looking into new clothes. All of the pants I own (except suits) I've had for like...six or seven years, and they're getting really thread-bare. While I do like the whole bohemian ideal of tattered clothing, it's getting a bit ridiculous. ;) I'm torn between going the whole...quirky-dress/old man route, or just getting various black items and leaving it at that. Either way...hmm. I dunno, we'll see.
Wendell/Lou sure has perverted me when it comes to my tastes in clothing. I'll always be grateful to him for that. :)
Katy's found a guy to replace her for the Lit room, and he'll probably be taking over Poetry as well, which is good.
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Hey there, all...
Thanks to everyone for the kind words and shoulder-pats and whatnot. Sometimes I feel like I'm really unappreciative of the folks that really do care about me, and I'm sorry about that. With depression, you almost always choose to focus on what you want and don't have instead of all the great stuff staring you right in the face.
Random stuff today! A coworker by the name of John bought me a medallion from the Royal Circle of Friends of the World, which is one of the earliest black organizations in America. They were founded in 1909...and he let me have it on one condition...that I study up on it and see what I could find. Heh, and the hunt is on. :)
Speaking of black people, I found out that we no longer have the stranglehold on the biggest minority slot; we've apparently fallen to Hispanics. I'm not really sure what this means, if anything, but I do feel like a chapter on minority history has closed or something. ;) Maybe people won't make such a big fuss over Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson any more, which would definitely be a good thing. And maybe this will pave the way for *other* minorities to get noticed, too. At the risk of sounding particularly insensitive, the black community hasn't really handled the limelight particularly well since the 80s.
I have an idea for two t-shirts that I'm seriously thinking of having made: the first one'll just have "I (heart) chicken" on the front of it, and the second one will have a slice of watermelon with a bite taken out of it under one of those 'don't' circles. Around it will "Back up off my watermelon." I figure I could start a whole line of politically incorrect t-shirts. :) Better living through fashion!
Every time I get curious about the time these days, I immediately stick a hand in my pocket, only to remember my pocketwatch died in service several months ago. The other one I have, a present from Wendell/Lou, has a busted hinge or something, and I really don't know how to fix it, so it's been retired to my desk. I'm thinking I really do need another pocketwatch. In a couple of weeks, when I have the extra cash, I'll check eBay for something cool.
Speaking of antiquated fashion accessories, I'm really digging suspenders these days. :) I borrowed some from Joey for Bernadette's wedding reception, and I just...liked the way they looked. I actually didn't wear a vest just to show them off, and if only you knew how much I liked vests...that'd be saying a lot. ;)
I really, *really* need to start looking into new clothes. All of the pants I own (except suits) I've had for like...six or seven years, and they're getting really thread-bare. While I do like the whole bohemian ideal of tattered clothing, it's getting a bit ridiculous. ;) I'm torn between going the whole...quirky-dress/old man route, or just getting various black items and leaving it at that. Either way...hmm. I dunno, we'll see.
Wendell/Lou sure has perverted me when it comes to my tastes in clothing. I'll always be grateful to him for that. :)
Katy's found a guy to replace her for the Lit room, and he'll probably be taking over Poetry as well, which is good. <:) I think I'll offer to take Art off his hands in exchange. This means that <user site="livejournal.com" user="arlekin"> is more than likely going to get Bernadette's sections. Bonus. :D
I think I'm going to crack open Herman Hesse's "Damien" and maybe read one of <user site="livejournal.com" user="gensis_w">'s books before I head into HP5. Heck, I might reread Years 1 - 4 before I get to the Order of the Phoenix, just for continuity's sake. I finally finished "The Double" by Dostoevsky, and man...that was crazy weird. I think I need to let it marinate for a while and then read it again to make more sense of it. <:)
Oh, and before I forget, happy birthday to <user site="livejournal.com" user="foxen_alopex">. I told him I wouldn't but I lied. ;) I think I should get him something. Probably something distinctly...American. Maybe a bull, or a baseball team, or all of these spare barrels of oil we've got lying around. :) More than likely, it'll be a bunch of American classic literature: Steinbeck, Thoreau, Kerouac, Wilder and a little something by John Ashcroft just for that added punch of smugness. :) Hey, bastard, give me your address.
Thanks to everyone for the kind words and shoulder-pats and whatnot. Sometimes I feel like I'm really unappreciative of the folks that really do care about me, and I'm sorry about that. With depression, you almost always choose to focus on what you want and don't have instead of all the great stuff staring you right in the face.
Random stuff today! A coworker by the name of John bought me a medallion from the Royal Circle of Friends of the World, which is one of the earliest black organizations in America. They were founded in 1909...and he let me have it on one condition...that I study up on it and see what I could find. Heh, and the hunt is on. :)
Speaking of black people, I found out that we no longer have the stranglehold on the biggest minority slot; we've apparently fallen to Hispanics. I'm not really sure what this means, if anything, but I do feel like a chapter on minority history has closed or something. ;) Maybe people won't make such a big fuss over Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson any more, which would definitely be a good thing. And maybe this will pave the way for *other* minorities to get noticed, too. At the risk of sounding particularly insensitive, the black community hasn't really handled the limelight particularly well since the 80s.
I have an idea for two t-shirts that I'm seriously thinking of having made: the first one'll just have "I (heart) chicken" on the front of it, and the second one will have a slice of watermelon with a bite taken out of it under one of those 'don't' circles. Around it will "Back up off my watermelon." I figure I could start a whole line of politically incorrect t-shirts. :) Better living through fashion!
Every time I get curious about the time these days, I immediately stick a hand in my pocket, only to remember my pocketwatch died in service several months ago. The other one I have, a present from Wendell/Lou, has a busted hinge or something, and I really don't know how to fix it, so it's been retired to my desk. I'm thinking I really do need another pocketwatch. In a couple of weeks, when I have the extra cash, I'll check eBay for something cool.
Speaking of antiquated fashion accessories, I'm really digging suspenders these days. :) I borrowed some from Joey for Bernadette's wedding reception, and I just...liked the way they looked. I actually didn't wear a vest just to show them off, and if only you knew how much I liked vests...that'd be saying a lot. ;)
I really, *really* need to start looking into new clothes. All of the pants I own (except suits) I've had for like...six or seven years, and they're getting really thread-bare. While I do like the whole bohemian ideal of tattered clothing, it's getting a bit ridiculous. ;) I'm torn between going the whole...quirky-dress/old man route, or just getting various black items and leaving it at that. Either way...hmm. I dunno, we'll see.
Wendell/Lou sure has perverted me when it comes to my tastes in clothing. I'll always be grateful to him for that. :)
Katy's found a guy to replace her for the Lit room, and he'll probably be taking over Poetry as well, which is good. <:) I think I'll offer to take Art off his hands in exchange. This means that <user site="livejournal.com" user="arlekin"> is more than likely going to get Bernadette's sections. Bonus. :D
I think I'm going to crack open Herman Hesse's "Damien" and maybe read one of <user site="livejournal.com" user="gensis_w">'s books before I head into HP5. Heck, I might reread Years 1 - 4 before I get to the Order of the Phoenix, just for continuity's sake. I finally finished "The Double" by Dostoevsky, and man...that was crazy weird. I think I need to let it marinate for a while and then read it again to make more sense of it. <:)
Oh, and before I forget, happy birthday to <user site="livejournal.com" user="foxen_alopex">. I told him I wouldn't but I lied. ;) I think I should get him something. Probably something distinctly...American. Maybe a bull, or a baseball team, or all of these spare barrels of oil we've got lying around. :) More than likely, it'll be a bunch of American classic literature: Steinbeck, Thoreau, Kerouac, Wilder and a little something by John Ashcroft just for that added punch of smugness. :) Hey, bastard, give me your address.
