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Cleaned up version. :) I've become enthralled with Modest Mouse's "Good News For People Who Like Bad News" album recently; the lyrics are just absolutely incredible. They remind me of the Shins, now that I've listened to enough of both to make a comparison.
A few years ago, after a particularly rough patch of time spent on Odis' couch, I decided that depression was a natural part of my cycle, and that instead of trying to banish it or agonizing over the fact that it would always be there I should just accept it when it happens, figure out how to deal with it and move on. Since then, I've gotten this really...odd feeling about it. I can be blissfully depressed; I can feel down and crappy and oversensitive, needy and disheartened, but there's always a part of me that knows this is just a temporary, necessary part of my existence, and the fact that I can still experience the full range of broad emotions brings me joy on a deeper level. I can't quite explain it properly, but these days even when I get depressed there's a part of me that always feels happy. I guess this is why I give people much less shit when I'm depressed these days.
In other news, I discovered Gmail has a POP server, and for the first time, like, ever, Outlook Express *actually* works on my computer. I couldn't even get the damned thing to work with *Hotmail*, but you click a few buttons in Gmail, download an automatic configuration tool, and voila! You don't need to browse the web to get mail. Yet *another* reason I love Gmail. *heartheartheart*
Work was killer yesterday. :P For some inexplicable reason Don and Charles decided they would buy an entire storage bin full of books, so those needed to be boxed. By the time we were done we actually ran out of boxes to store books in, which I don't think has *ever* happened in Bookshop history; this should give you an accurate representation of what we've been buying. Later that day, people were just *pouring* in with books to sell. Four boxes here, six boxes there, a few bags of paperbacks from this lady, a couple who's coming back every day this week with books to sell, some other yahoo with *40* boxes to sell, etc. etc. etc. On top of that, some fellow from a school (just what type, I have no idea) decimated (literally) our Judaism, Israel, Middle East, Gulf War and Arabia sections. I couldn't even go back to see the damage, but I'm pretty sure there are entire shelves back there that are just empty. If it weren't for this one, four-digit sale, we would have had a crappy day. Is it...unambitious of me to be content with doing something like this for the rest of my life?
Tonight there's a surprise game from Nick, and my character *still* isn't made. :/ I kind of passed out at the computer last night and I pretty much figured that I'd be no good for that sort of thing (or much else, for that matter). I'll make it pretty quickly when I come home today; I know pretty much what I want to do with it. Say hello to Zebeedoo "Badgerhead" Gemshock, my gnome cleric. :) I haven't played a gnome since 2nd edition, and I have to say I like the update quite well. Prestidigitation as a spell-like ability once per day? Hell yes! *SO* many party members are going to be stuck with googly eyes. :D
Kind of caught up on e-mail, but there are still a few very important messages I need to send. I also have to tape "Lost," I missed last week's episode because I was doing...hair stuff. Never again will I neglect Jack and Charlie and Sayid and Kate. I love you guys.
A few years ago, after a particularly rough patch of time spent on Odis' couch, I decided that depression was a natural part of my cycle, and that instead of trying to banish it or agonizing over the fact that it would always be there I should just accept it when it happens, figure out how to deal with it and move on. Since then, I've gotten this really...odd feeling about it. I can be blissfully depressed; I can feel down and crappy and oversensitive, needy and disheartened, but there's always a part of me that knows this is just a temporary, necessary part of my existence, and the fact that I can still experience the full range of broad emotions brings me joy on a deeper level. I can't quite explain it properly, but these days even when I get depressed there's a part of me that always feels happy. I guess this is why I give people much less shit when I'm depressed these days.
In other news, I discovered Gmail has a POP server, and for the first time, like, ever, Outlook Express *actually* works on my computer. I couldn't even get the damned thing to work with *Hotmail*, but you click a few buttons in Gmail, download an automatic configuration tool, and voila! You don't need to browse the web to get mail. Yet *another* reason I love Gmail. *heartheartheart*
Work was killer yesterday. :P For some inexplicable reason Don and Charles decided they would buy an entire storage bin full of books, so those needed to be boxed. By the time we were done we actually ran out of boxes to store books in, which I don't think has *ever* happened in Bookshop history; this should give you an accurate representation of what we've been buying. Later that day, people were just *pouring* in with books to sell. Four boxes here, six boxes there, a few bags of paperbacks from this lady, a couple who's coming back every day this week with books to sell, some other yahoo with *40* boxes to sell, etc. etc. etc. On top of that, some fellow from a school (just what type, I have no idea) decimated (literally) our Judaism, Israel, Middle East, Gulf War and Arabia sections. I couldn't even go back to see the damage, but I'm pretty sure there are entire shelves back there that are just empty. If it weren't for this one, four-digit sale, we would have had a crappy day. Is it...unambitious of me to be content with doing something like this for the rest of my life?
Tonight there's a surprise game from Nick, and my character *still* isn't made. :/ I kind of passed out at the computer last night and I pretty much figured that I'd be no good for that sort of thing (or much else, for that matter). I'll make it pretty quickly when I come home today; I know pretty much what I want to do with it. Say hello to Zebeedoo "Badgerhead" Gemshock, my gnome cleric. :) I haven't played a gnome since 2nd edition, and I have to say I like the update quite well. Prestidigitation as a spell-like ability once per day? Hell yes! *SO* many party members are going to be stuck with googly eyes. :D
Kind of caught up on e-mail, but there are still a few very important messages I need to send. I also have to tape "Lost," I missed last week's episode because I was doing...hair stuff. Never again will I neglect Jack and Charlie and Sayid and Kate. I love you guys.
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Cleaned up version. :) I've become enthralled with Modest Mouse's "Good News For People Who Like Bad News" album recently; the lyrics are just absolutely incredible. They remind me of the Shins, now that I've listened to enough of both to make a comparison.
A few years ago, after a particularly rough patch of time spent on Odis' couch, I decided that depression was a natural part of my cycle, and that instead of trying to banish it or agonizing over the fact that it would always be there I should just accept it when it happens, figure out how to deal with it and move on. Since then, I've gotten this really...odd feeling about it. I can be blissfully depressed; I can feel down and crappy and oversensitive, needy and disheartened, but there's always a part of me that knows this is just a temporary, necessary part of my existence, and the fact that I can still experience the full range of broad emotions brings me joy on a deeper level. I can't quite explain it properly, but these days even when I get depressed there's a part of me that always feels happy. I guess this is why I give people much less shit when I'm depressed these days.
In other news, I discovered Gmail has a POP server, and for the first time, like, ever, Outlook Express *actually* works on my computer. I couldn't even get the damned thing to work with *Hotmail*, but you click a few buttons in Gmail, download an automatic configuration tool, and voila! You don't need to browse the web to get mail. Yet *another* reason I love Gmail. *heartheartheart*
Work was killer yesterday. :P For some inexplicable reason Don and Charles decided they would buy an entire storage bin full of books, so those needed to be boxed. By the time we were done we actually ran out of boxes to store books in, which I don't think has *ever* happened in Bookshop history; this should give you an accurate representation of what we've been buying. Later that day, people were just *pouring* in with books to sell. Four boxes here, six boxes there, a few bags of paperbacks from this lady, a couple who's coming back every day this week with books to sell, some other yahoo with *40* boxes to sell, etc. etc. etc. On top of that, some fellow from a school (just what type, I have no idea) decimated (literally) our Judaism, Israel, Middle East, Gulf War and Arabia sections. I couldn't even go back to see the damage, but I'm pretty sure there are entire shelves back there that are just empty. If it weren't for this one, four-digit sale, we would have had a crappy day. Is it...unambitious of me to be content with doing something like this for the rest of my life?
Tonight there's a surprise game from Nick, and my character *still* isn't made. :/ I kind of passed out at the computer last night and I pretty much figured that I'd be no good for that sort of thing (or much else, for that matter). I'll make it pretty quickly when I come home today; I know pretty much what I want to do with it. Say hello to Zebeedoo "Badgerhead" Gemshock, my gnome cleric. :) I haven't played a gnome since 2nd edition, and I have to say I like the update quite well. Prestidigitation as a spell-like ability once per day? Hell yes! *SO* many party members are going to be stuck with googly eyes. :D
Kind of caught up on e-mail, but there are still a few very important messages I need to send. I also have to tape "Lost," I missed last week's episode because I was doing...hair stuff. Never again will I neglect Jack and Charlie and Sayid and Kate. I love you guys. <:)
In other news, I found out a few days ago that I won't find anything out about the Oliver Browning Poetry Competition until the actual awards ceremony on Jan. 12th, which really sucks. I have more than a month of nail-biting before I find out I didn't win anything. ;) I also sent a poem to the International Library of Poetry, but I know what a joke that whole organization is, so I'm not expecting anything.
Lazarus pointed me to this website: <a href="http://www.boasas.com">Boy On A Stick And Slither.</a> It's simply amazing. <a href="http://www.boasas.com/?c=25">This</a> has to be the funniest thing I've seen in a very long time. <a href="http://www.boasas.com/?c=51">This</a> and <a href="http://www.boasas.com/?c=52">this</a> are also really neat. :)
Work!
A few years ago, after a particularly rough patch of time spent on Odis' couch, I decided that depression was a natural part of my cycle, and that instead of trying to banish it or agonizing over the fact that it would always be there I should just accept it when it happens, figure out how to deal with it and move on. Since then, I've gotten this really...odd feeling about it. I can be blissfully depressed; I can feel down and crappy and oversensitive, needy and disheartened, but there's always a part of me that knows this is just a temporary, necessary part of my existence, and the fact that I can still experience the full range of broad emotions brings me joy on a deeper level. I can't quite explain it properly, but these days even when I get depressed there's a part of me that always feels happy. I guess this is why I give people much less shit when I'm depressed these days.
In other news, I discovered Gmail has a POP server, and for the first time, like, ever, Outlook Express *actually* works on my computer. I couldn't even get the damned thing to work with *Hotmail*, but you click a few buttons in Gmail, download an automatic configuration tool, and voila! You don't need to browse the web to get mail. Yet *another* reason I love Gmail. *heartheartheart*
Work was killer yesterday. :P For some inexplicable reason Don and Charles decided they would buy an entire storage bin full of books, so those needed to be boxed. By the time we were done we actually ran out of boxes to store books in, which I don't think has *ever* happened in Bookshop history; this should give you an accurate representation of what we've been buying. Later that day, people were just *pouring* in with books to sell. Four boxes here, six boxes there, a few bags of paperbacks from this lady, a couple who's coming back every day this week with books to sell, some other yahoo with *40* boxes to sell, etc. etc. etc. On top of that, some fellow from a school (just what type, I have no idea) decimated (literally) our Judaism, Israel, Middle East, Gulf War and Arabia sections. I couldn't even go back to see the damage, but I'm pretty sure there are entire shelves back there that are just empty. If it weren't for this one, four-digit sale, we would have had a crappy day. Is it...unambitious of me to be content with doing something like this for the rest of my life?
Tonight there's a surprise game from Nick, and my character *still* isn't made. :/ I kind of passed out at the computer last night and I pretty much figured that I'd be no good for that sort of thing (or much else, for that matter). I'll make it pretty quickly when I come home today; I know pretty much what I want to do with it. Say hello to Zebeedoo "Badgerhead" Gemshock, my gnome cleric. :) I haven't played a gnome since 2nd edition, and I have to say I like the update quite well. Prestidigitation as a spell-like ability once per day? Hell yes! *SO* many party members are going to be stuck with googly eyes. :D
Kind of caught up on e-mail, but there are still a few very important messages I need to send. I also have to tape "Lost," I missed last week's episode because I was doing...hair stuff. Never again will I neglect Jack and Charlie and Sayid and Kate. I love you guys. <:)
In other news, I found out a few days ago that I won't find anything out about the Oliver Browning Poetry Competition until the actual awards ceremony on Jan. 12th, which really sucks. I have more than a month of nail-biting before I find out I didn't win anything. ;) I also sent a poem to the International Library of Poetry, but I know what a joke that whole organization is, so I'm not expecting anything.
Lazarus pointed me to this website: <a href="http://www.boasas.com">Boy On A Stick And Slither.</a> It's simply amazing. <a href="http://www.boasas.com/?c=25">This</a> has to be the funniest thing I've seen in a very long time. <a href="http://www.boasas.com/?c=51">This</a> and <a href="http://www.boasas.com/?c=52">this</a> are also really neat. :)
Work!
