I don't expect most of you folks to devote too much energy to LJ's consistently difficult treatment of its customers, but for those of you who friendslock your entries and/or generally like to have some degree of privacy, I will pass on some information ( Read more... )

There's no point in setting an alarm when there's nothing specific to get up for, because I'll end up hitting the snooze button until I get sick of it and will eventually just turn off the alarm and go back to sleep ( Read more... )

My right hand is always colder than my left (unless the air temperature is above seventy-five degrees Farenheight or so), because when I'm not typing, I'm resting my chin on my left hand and moving the mouse with my right. Thus, left hand is exposed to the heat energy lost through the human neck, and the right is all alone and abandoned in the cold ( Read more... )

What the fuck is wrong with this computer ( Read more... )

It's really goddamn fucking cold.

For Seattle Washington where the hell am I, again? Salem, at least. I mean, it's still only November, correct? I thought we weren't supposed to get below freezing until January. Maybe late December ( Read more... )

This video made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I was honestly just looking for the song, because I heard it on the radio a few times over the summer and want a copy for my Kaida/Ryoushi mix, but I stumbled on that and thought it should be shared. Obviously it'd be cool no matter what the song was ( Read more... )

How is it that, after having slept at least ten hours each during three of the last four nights by means of essentially letting my body wake itself up, I still don't feel rested?

On the plus side, it was stormy and windy and awesome last night, which was relaxing and probably helped me get to sleep faster than usual.

Anyway... to class I go.

So in order to get to that service at Kwan Yin Temple at ten this morning in Portland, I set my alarm for seven thirty, with the intention of getting on the road before eight thirty just in case, since I don't know what morning traffic is like to Portland ( Read more... )

Friday evening, a few people and I helped Max make stuffed grape leaves and tabouli, a lot of us then ate while watching Katie play Soul Calibur. After that, chibi-Jenny and I made a blackberry pie for Brenton's birthday, and I passed on my various pie-making secrets. I don't think I'm going to use frozen blackberries again, to be honest - they ( Read more... )

So, I got a solid A on the paper for Modern Korea from a while back... and to balance that one out, a nice, fat C on my life history project for Methods. Goddamnit ( Read more... )