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I hate the feeling after reading a book that didn't leave me entirely satisfied. My stomach hurts and I want to cry, but I can't because the story didn't quite tip me over the edge of where it had brought me. Now I feel cold and empty and lost. -
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I've been making a focused effort to be more active recently. I can't afford a gym membership, but I do have my legs and they are free to take me wherever I please. I bought a pedometer to track my progress. I try to log 5,000 steps four times a week and 8,000 three times a week. It is quite a task to log 8,000 steps a day given that I'm a full- ( Read more... ) -
Tell Me Something I Don't Know
Yay, my journal has a new layout finally! This one is old-school hard-coded S1 with tables. I've been wanting to make a new layout forever, but never really had the time, patience, or any obsession big enough to really strike my fancy. It's also sad that I have to resort to dusty, obsolete HTML S1 instead of S2, but one very frustrating night ( Read more... ) -
At This Moment, You Mean Everything
I've had an interesting couple of weeks. Mostly work-related. I'm slowly adjusting to my new cubicle-centered life: living for casual Fridays, being awkwardly sarcastic with my attorneys about the workload, and keeping myself energized with a cup of coffee on my break at 11:00. The work is really difficult because there's a huge learning curve, but ( Read more... ) -
Reverse Culture Shock?
I've had none. Absolutely zero reverse culture shock. Mostly that's because my family is very wonderful and supportive. They let me babble in Japanese and tell my stories and say things like "well, in Japan..." ad nauseum. I expected to be told at least once that my stories from Japan are getting lame, but it hasn't happened yet. And now that I've ( Read more... ) -
The Enemy: Paper Clips
If I were to go to hell, Satan would devise my torture regimen around paper clips. My hatred for those little metal demons has grown exponentially over the past week and a half in my new job. They jab up under my fingernails, fly off papers at terrifying speeds right for my eyes, and, worst of all, they conjugate. If left undisturbed for any amount ( Read more... ) -
The Procrastinator's Unfinished Symphony
It's misleading to say that I am yet another fool on the court of unrelated incidents. It's also misleading to say that the previous sentence was supposed to make sense. But I digress ( Read more... ) -
Why We Fear Bugs
I need to start a geek club around here. Way too many geeks, not enough unity. But that's the thing about geeks: we are generally loners. We leave it up to our cooler, hipper, more sociable friends to drag us out into daylight. This often leads to "What, we're going where?" Syndrome and results in not having a good time, which in turn results in ( Read more... )
