Pix quit today, and it looks as if the whole laser dept will be shut down.

I was in an extended meeting… we outlined the dissolution of various elements, and the effects of doing so.

the company’s future looks bleak… I think some bad decisions were made, and will be made in short order.

On a lighter note, spent more time with Ornj online today, and it just made my heart soar. Enjoyed many a spot of conversation and surfing… we bid good evening here and it’s a delightful last stop to talk of Victorian love before bed.

2 *new* episodes of Angry Beavers tomorrow at noon, on Nick!

Be there, or be square, baby!

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Well, found this via bohunk by way of sweetalyssm.

Valentines A-go-go!!

I think it’s a spiffy idea, and I really enjoyed the Christmas cards I got this year… 🙂 Plus, it’d be nice passing around little nice notes of kindness hither & thither.

I’m in. 🙂

01/04/01 – 11:00 pm

Current mood – Peeved
Current music – Odelay – Beck

Oh, man. I am so tired of being phoneless at home. Apparently the repair guy came over, and the landlord told him to take off. Again. Son of a… well, anyhow. Long story short, I still have no phone, on day #3 of being stuck at home, unable to hit the net, tuck in my girl, play age of kings, check my voicemail…

Fortunately, I was able to gab with Ornj today at work… I miss her so much tonight though.

Called for repair to come by tomorrow morning, between 8am and noon. So I’ll miss my walk, and may be a little late to work, but I’ll have the phone by the weekend, by gum.

“I couldn’t live a week without a private library.”
— H.P. Lovecraft

Still having a devil of a time logging in… hopefully the phone will be fixed when I get home tonight. Pesky as all get out not having it yesterday, too. *summons the power of all the LJ powers that be to have the new server installed soon*

I’ve asked this before, but I’m eager to hear any answers…

If you could have one super-power, or paranormal ability what would it be?

Lately I’ve been thinking ‘instant transport anywhere on the globe’ is a good one. All my pals are so far, and I grow tired of waiting for the bus. Walking only takes me so far… I’d love to *pop* On the Beach! *pop* in Seattle! *pop* in Canada! *pop* in the midwest!
*pop* In Germany! Hmm.. and take up to ten people with me at a time. 🙂 *popopopopop* We’re all at Disney world. 🙂 Inside, so we don’t need to buy tickets. 🙂

Shapeshift would be fun, look like anything, from a bug to a dinosaur, to William Shatner, to a park bench…

Found the answer to yesterday’s mystery ‘dead chat’. someone set all of our proxies to die at 4:20. lame.

I know… How is he posting if he can’t log in?

LJ client is my saving grace… but I’m stuck in a monologue.

I prefer dialogue.

At least E-mail works, not that anyone will get to read this… 😛

Ah well. Back to work.

Pictures earlier are from the Watchmen comic. outstanding piece of voice-balloon literature.

I can’t log into LJ. Aim and ICQ are dead. Pesky. Is anyone having the same trouble with communications that I am? Dead phone, dead lj, dead chat proggies?

Hit enter… but will continue. 🙂

Anyhow, went to the Newsstand, and the lady there let me call for service.. I should have phone service by 11 am tomorrow morning, probably sooner. (I’m estimating that it’ll be fixed by the time I get home tonight.)

Woo.. hard to see how many entries have scrolled by in the hours I’ve been gone… like you all wrote stuff deliberately while I was gone! 🙂

Got to talk to Ornj today, and learned more about her… I adore talking to her… (the conversation turned to allergies, things done as kids, making love and so on… ) She is my desire, my heart, my joy. I’m so happy to be in love with her…

My 333 Holiday experience – (or why I love mall food, synchronicity and beer)

I was in a food court in the mall of the dead and while I was waiting for my food to be cooked I decided to get a beer. I walked over to the bar, had a quick look at what they had to offer, and decided on a Tiger. So I ask the guy for one, and instead he pulls out a bottle of beer labeled 333. “You want this instead” he told me. It wasn’t clear to me if he was asking a question or making a statement. As I paused for the moment he went on to explain they were on special. (Or did he actually mean to say they were special?) Deciding that even if this wasn’t a subtle message from the OU a 333 would probably do just as well, I went along with his suggestion. It turns out that 333 is a Vietnamese beer, and that it goes quite well with Asian noodles. Despite examining the bottle closely, I failed to detect the hidden message. (Unless the message was just ‘We know where you eat’)

from my archives on the palm –

“In addition,” Henry noted, “our University has a fine theozoology department. Few faculty anywhere can rival our professors when it comes to studying and classifying new sorts of God!”
“How many kinds of God are there?”
“One, so far,” Henry admitted, “but the Department has just recently constructed a ministerial accelerator that they believe will give rise to as many as seventeen forms of God heretofore unknown.”
-from The Life and Death of Henry Serrano, by Emily Chen, as recorded in Nobilis

I get home a bit early last night. Phone, she be dead.

Do you know the horror that is having no phone or net connection to the likes of me? I was mortified that I couldn’t chat with Ornj at all…(we still haven’t officially broken the 24-hour mark… I got a delayed signal ‘sweet dreams from her yesterday morning… and we bounced some mail back and forth…) but I was looking so forward to seeing her last night, and posting some stuff to LJ. No such luck. So, instead, I get some other computer work I needed done, begin coding a frame work for a friend who’s going to be a massage therapist… (Actually, Kev’s going to do real coding for it, but I want to try my hand at it… I need to get my VB up to par… I have some real weakness in form design and ‘sharpness’. I can get stuff to work, but it’s always so spartan… need to make it handsome, as well as functional. Got more reading done… reread Walden. Makes me want to visit Concord, Massachusetts again… (I live in Brockton, Near Holbrook for a while.. woo. Rough, but not as bad as Roxbury. MA folks reading this know what I’m talking about… they’ll slice you and dice you, pally.)

This morning, I did my morning walk, and called from the Newsstand (in the strip-mall of goodness… the heavenly counterpart to the strip mall of sin…) Must write about them one day..

Well… the LJ was so pesky, I decided to resort to the quick-and-dirty method, post via client.

Submitted two stories to be published this morning… *crosses fingers* It’s a small press, but it never hurts to add to the portfolio… I’d like to financially profit from writing if possible, and if not, well, it’s still a fun and cheap hobby.

This quote on sweetalyssm‘s journal.

“Colors and shapes make a more definite statement than words.”

–Georgia O’Keeffe

Hmm.. not sure that I agree… I think it depends on the person. (and the shapes or words in question) … overall, I tend to think that images can be more misunderstood than writing, at least from my perspective. Both are excellent ways to get a statement across… That’s something for me to ponder.

took me three times to post replies in folk’s journals today, so I’m going to abstain until traffic reduces…I hope the servers find a place soon… I look *so* forward to there being no lag, or jams!

^pairing^ly, I he^ar you shout, "what is happening to the whole world?". Ever^yone you see could be the agains^t you. Almost anyone could be t^he enemy. But who is the enemy?. You wⁱll find peril, you will find danger but will you find the truth? Look beneath the ^surface in your search and you mi^ght survive or you will just become p^art of another extre^mely dusty fil^e iⁿ wareh^ouse 23. Be^ware…..as life lacks justice and "fate, it would seem, is not without a sense of irony". Can you change your own fate?

New writing idea…

Write a story in 5th person.

I heard from this guy who told somebody…

Gonna make that word minimum. 🙂

Earth laughs in flowers….

They’re probably watching me. Well, let them. Let them see what kind of person I am.

Anyway, I hear the expression ‘eats like a bird’–is really a fals- fals- falsity. Because birds really eat a tremendous lot. But I don’t really know anything about birds. My hobby is stuffing things–you know–taxidermy. And I guess I’d just rather stuff birds because I hate the look of beasts when they’re stuffed–you know, foxes and chimps. Some people even stuff dogs and cats–but, oh, I can’t do that. I think only birds look well stuffed because–well, because they’re kind of passive to begin with.