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Sunday, February 27, 2005 select images click on the images to see the rest on the flicka    It's gotten to be less about prioritizing the small tasks and more about juggling the large umbrellas under which such tasks fall. The large umbrellas are, of course, figurative, although at times they may as well be literal umbrellas because I hardly know how to juggle. Short term work, money, schoolwork vs. long term planning, networking, etc. And then the creative outlets and shot in the dark projects like the album I want to (and almost need to) make. And also keeping up with friends because the good people are important. Things we should never forget -some things need to be allowed to fall by the wayside -most choices do not involve options which are desirable and/or compelling -guilt is a waste of energy. We live finite lives in a finite world. Consider the choices. A few posts ago I asked why, under duress, animals become "more female". I've come up with a hypothesis. We are all female in the womb and then, at a certain point, approximately half become male. So, female is our innate position. Under environmental duress, it makes sense that we would revert to our base states. Also, I thought of how females' reproductive organs are on the inside of their bodies while male reproductive organs are more external... and so these female organs are more protected and contained behind a protective barrier. In a hostile environment it would make sense to take on a more protected and defensive position. Just some thoughts on the topic. In other events, I love the way our luscious president keeps on saying "Iran isn't Iraq" lately. A very obvious statement on the surface, but clearly these two nations are not so different when it comes to his intents and purposes. Say it enough and convince. Once upon a time I had a piano teacher who would always say: "practice doesn't make perfect; practice makes permanent." Friday, February 25, 2005 pictures and parties I think most people who read this thing like to see pics. Since I started my flickr site, though, I've been putting the pics there and the text here. But aesthetically I like pics in the blog, and many of y'all are lazy about reading, so I'll start posting more pics here again. But always, the majority of pics will go on the flickr, so keep checking that out. In other events, come to the party tomorrow night:  Tomorrow, February 26th, brings us another Bad Teenage Moustache party at Giorgios The $10 cover charge is quickly and easily made up for by the $2 and $3 drinks, so no fiscally-based excuses will be accepted. I very much hope to see y'all there. Monday, February 21, 2005 large scale casualties studies have found organochlorine chemicals to be the cause of widespread catastrophic effects on wildlife. political and large-scale social astrology {why do animals frequently "become more female" when under such environmental duress?} Sunday, February 20, 2005 about me. and other things. some things. random things that have occurred to me to share for no reason other than that they should be noted somewhere. .the best thing for when it's hard to bring yourself to prepare or eat anything is chicken broth with some pasta or rice, an egg or two dropped in and stirred around, and whatever veg is available. I do this very often .I can listen to Pulp's "This is Hardcore" with more frequency and consistently over a greater duration of time than any other album I know of. I do not necessarily think it is the best album there is, though .I don't really like movies .I find most famous male actors unremarkable and frequently can't distinguish between one and the next .I find most famous female actors to be quite unremarkable too, and also transparent (essentially, they seem to focus on their PR acting rather than screen acting) .warm liquids are my ultimate comfort. This takes the form of bathing and drinking anything warm like soup or tea .I grew up thinking that my directness was negative and perhaps obnoxious, but actually, most people who are not my family seem to appreciate this quality .physical symmetry in humans is said to be the formula for beauty, but taken to a large degree, is just really boring .yogurt is best bought by approaching an indian or middle eastern restaurant and asking them to sell you some of theirs rather than buying anything that can be bought in a store. It's generally homemade and much yummier and better quality. Saturday, February 19, 2005 from the box the green tea teabags I've had lately have different "words of wisdom" on each of the little paper/cardboard thingies that are attached to the strings. I just got one that said "punctuality is a virtue of the bored." A good retort for when I get complained to about my lateness. Wednesday, February 16, 2005 the moment some things are good like I understand precalc a lot better than I thought I did and that I only owe the state IRS another $200 and then I'm done with past debt. Unfortunately the feds are another story. Also, it's time for getting my realtime CD burner deck in action. First Barabajangal is being put on CD, since I promised mom she could have her record back. In other events, life flows. Several possible work projects on the horizon. Jeff is buying a ring and travelling 3000 miles to steal his ex from her current fiance who wants to give her babies and a house on the beach. It's like a sweet but crappy movie or romance novel. I might skip class tonight because I'm exhausted and the prof probably wont be there and I want to make the tandoori chicken that's been marinating. Monday, February 14, 2005 more than VD Let's get the silly Valentines Day stuff out of the way first. Happy Valentines Day! I love everyone. (and so on and so forth) some related pics:    karaoke on the ceiling; a flower I drew; the sexiest plastic octopus photo I've ever seen or taken And now onto birthdays. I hadn't realized until recently that this week or so of February is as insane with the friendly birthdays as is the month of October. So, Happy Birthday to Gabe, Courtney, Jen Rock, Raelene, Colin, Mom, cousin Mark, and, as I remember it, Eric. Thursday, February 10, 2005 the universal soldier great song. woke up with it in my head today. (probably because I couldn't help but listen to it 10 times before bed last night) then looked for the lyrics to post in this very blog; and noticed the publishing credit is listed as 'Caleb Music'. strange confirmation that Donovan really is good music for babies...? Normally I wouldn't print lyrics here, but sometimes it's worth it: He's five feet two and he's six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of 31 and he's only 17 He's been a soldier for a thousand years He's a Catholic, a Hindu, an athiest, a Jain, a Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew and he knows he shouldn't kill and he knows he always will kill you for me my friend and me for you And he's fighting for Canada, he's fighting for France, he's fighting for the USA, and he's fighting for the Russians and he's fighting for Japan, and he thinks we'll put an end to war this way And he's fighting for Democracy and fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide who's to live and who's to die and he never sees the writing on the walls But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as a weapon to a war and without him all this killing can't go on He's the universal soldier and he really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from him, and you, and me and brothers can't you see this is not the way we put an end to war. Wednesday, February 09, 2005 this week in prominent, moon-based holidays... Almost all religions and customs start in the same place. God is the man in the moon. So much is lunar. Mardi Gras Mardi Gras means "Fat Tuesday" and of course is celebrated on that day of the week. The date can fall between February 3 and March 9 depending on the Lunar calendar, used by the Catholic Church to determine the date of Easter. Mardi Gras is always 47 days before Easter Sunday. Chinese New Year Chinese New Year starts with the New Moon on the first day of the new year and ends on the full moon 15 days later. The 15th day of the new year is called the Lantern Festival, which is celebrated at night with lantern displays and children carrying lanterns in a parade. The Chinese calendar is based on a combination of lunar and solar movements. The lunar cycle is about 29.5 days. In order to "catch up" with the solar calendar the Chinese insert an extra month once every few years (seven years out of a 19-yearcycle). This is the same as adding an extra day on leap year. This is why, according to the solar calendar, the Chinese New Year falls on a different date each year. Tuesday, February 08, 2005 trivia without an 'L' places to go: bush administration blunders be an online lab rat current events never looked so cool compelling trivia, in alphabetical order for his and her pleasure Monday, February 07, 2005 i hate technology My phone doesn't tell me when I have voicemail. It doesn't even show the little envelope in the top right corner of the screen the way the old one (that was the SAME EXACT MODEL) did. Sorry everyone. ...oh, but it tells me when I have text messages. Sunday, February 06, 2005 just some photos, really I don't really feel like writing anything right now, except that I put photos of last night's pubescent party on my flickr thingie, and also some of my drawings. Checkey outey.    Wednesday, February 02, 2005 another one for the file to add to the list of song lyrics that are hilariously ridiculously stupid but wonderful (or whatever that list I made and add to once in awhile is...): "You couldn't rap with me if we was twins stuck together
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