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[Dec. 1st, 2004|09:02 am] |
| [ | mood |
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| | a long december - counting crows | ] |
Another rare post: besides the feed for my personal journal, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/syndicated.gif) words_end, there's now a feed for another blog ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mindlace and I are running together: okno_feed. The actual blog site is here; and here is the first post, which explains its purpose.
If you decide to comment, remember to do that on the original site and not on LJ. That is: to comment, clicky on the link at the beginning of the post, that leads out of LJ, as opposed to the "post a comment" link. |
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[Dec. 7th, 2003|07:16 pm] |
If you are reading Words' End through its syndicated feed on Livejournal and want to comment, please comment through the link to Words' End, not through LiveJournal. This involves clicking on the link at the beginning of each post, and not the "comment on this" link.
If you do comment through LiveJournal, there's a good chance I won't see it; as there doesn't seem to be a way for me to get automatically notified of comments on a syn. |
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| Syndicated me. |
[Dec. 6th, 2003|08:24 pm] |
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Thanks to nothings (not "thanks for nothing"!), you may subscribe to words_end. Add it as a friend if you want a link to my blog every time there's a new entry. |
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| I've updated my blog. |
[Mar. 25th, 2003|09:33 am] |
This one.
Anything worthy of posting, I'll be posting there from now on. Posts here will appear but rarely. I realize this will be inconvenient for some (all?) of my LJ-hound friends, but as I've mentioned before, I am not particularly enamored of the social dynamic potentially (!) created by LiveJournal. I don't like that friends-lists cannot be hidden, and that it's potentially hurtful to someone if I don't list them as "friend". I don't like worrying over whether to lock my posts, and wanting to create a different custom group for every locked post I do make. If there's private info I want to share, I'll share it individually. I like hosting my blog on my own (host's) server space. Et cetera.
I know there's a way to cross-post private bloggage to LJ, but don't really have time to figure it out. I think there's a way to make it an RSS feed, but again won't bother with that. If you'd like to read what I post on there, please bookmark it. If not, I promise to not be offended.
(Note: this is not an "I hate LiveJournal" post. I actually quite like it. I just want to have my own thing. And possibly cut down on feeling obligated to read my "friends" page.) |
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| What I liked was the time constraint. |
[Mar. 22nd, 2003|10:46 am] |
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| | vacation-y. it's spring break! | ] |
Name fifty things you like, in twenty minutes. More difficult than it looks. Instead of sticking to 50 things, I stuck to 20 minutes. ( Got 35. ) |
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| Part of e-mail received from someone in Belgium: |
[Mar. 20th, 2003|10:12 am] |
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Talking of lanuage abilities: today a demonstration on the big square in Gent with 4.000 school children, some just 5 years old, shouting: 1, 2, 3, 4, we don't want a fucking war. Proves that they can count and swear in English. |
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| alcohol and cognitive function |
[Mar. 20th, 2003|12:03 am] |
I'm hanging with a friend, and we're drinking wine that is completely kicking my ass. (I'm a relative lightweight, and it's 14.5%) I start talking in response to something she just said, and the last few words of my thought come out as "70-percent Freud feuds."
What the? |
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| Aww, I really feel for you, Colin. |
[Mar. 19th, 2003|07:19 am] |
US chides Belgium over rights law.
Families of those who died in the US attack on the Amiriyah air raid shelter in Baghdad, which took place in the 1991 Gulf War, are to file a case against the former president under a law enabling Belgian courts to hear human rights cases.
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"We have cautioned our Belgian colleagues that they need to be very careful about this kind of effort, this kind of legislation, because it makes it hard for us to go places that put you at such easy risk," said US Secretary of State Colin Powell.
Am I reading correctly? Is the US administration threatening another country for the laws it passes? Caution should be exercised, I think we all agree on this. Where we disagree is who ought to exercise it.
I would love it if past and/or present US leaders were persecuted for crimes against humanity. Ours aren't quite as overt as others we've seen, but are no less real, and for their hiding are more dangerous. |
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| Oh, so: |
[Mar. 17th, 2003|02:19 am] |
When fennel and I were in the supermarket today, there was a single live clam in the egg section. Just sitting there, bothering no one, with its shell a tad open. I tapped on it; it closed swiftly (and, it seemed, with a hint of reproach for the bother).
Also: when eating chocolate mice, I bite off the heads first.
Also also: ...uh, I forget. Something having to do with cute, and ceelove. That narrows it down. |
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| My god, people. |
[Mar. 17th, 2003|01:40 am] |
Best birthday in quite a while. One of the best ever.
Beautiful, cuddly morning. Cooking with Carl, who is said (with good reason) to be beautiful when he cooks. Feeding people!! Crepes and Belgian waffles, with berries and whipped cream, or - alternatively - cheese(s) and smoked salmon. My goodness.
coraline brought great brie, made with champignons. Never seen it, but now I'll look. It was delicious.
Many people around, then some quiet time, and then Russian Ark, which was visually stunning. I didn't get nearly as many of the historical references as I should have, so will be interested to see it again when I'm done with Natasha's Dance, which I'm reading right now.
All in all, beautiful. The best gift was all the warmth. But, you know, the homemade cookies, motherload of chocolate and a salad bowl that says "It's certain that fine women eat a crazy salad with their meat. - W.B.Yeats" aren't bad either. |
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| Which first, the good news or the bad news? |
[Mar. 14th, 2003|08:45 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | ambiguous | ] |
| [ | music |
| | ah, music! that's what i'm missing. | ] |
The bad news: not only does grandma have Alzheimer's (just now confirmed by a neurologist, without an MRI - it's so obvious), but she has also suffered a series of mini-strokes, which have affected her brain's signal paths to her legs. So that's why she's having so much trouble walking. A combination of arthritis and this. Sad, unfair, sad. sad.
The good news: the mysterious They (being a selection subcommittee) are recommending my Intro to Humanities Computing course for approval to the curriculum committee. I get to teach it come next spring.
I'm having an aversion to the net, so phone me already. |
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| Well, there goes that idea. |
[Mar. 7th, 2003|10:26 am] |
I was going to blog this morning, but spent time doing hyperlit-blogging instead, and working and... um, stuff. So, Bush gets the shaft.
Ha.
My god, look at that snow in the sunlight! Brilliance! |
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| Oh, my. |
[Mar. 6th, 2003|09:15 am] |
![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) food_porn!
(edit: yes it's worksafe. sheesh.) |
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| Oh, why not. |
[Mar. 4th, 2003|03:32 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | curious | ] |
| [ | music |
| | how about current drink: guarana! | ] |
I think this is my second meme ever, perhaps third. It's a cry for attention! But it amuses me, too.
Be creative if you respond, o people.
I ____ veek.
veek is ____.
If I were alone in a room with veek, I would _______.
I think veek should _____.
veek needs ______.
I want to ____________ veek. |
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[Mar. 3rd, 2003|07:41 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | grimly determined | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "history, like love, is never enough..." | ] |
Everything, everyone's been in a massive wave of suck since the beginning of the year. Everyone I know. Personal lives, political realities, health issues, professional anxieties... what the hell is going on? Can we please have some respite? Spring, where are you? Can't we have love and laughter and some warm sun? Light-hearted being together, just being? Throwing ourselves into work not because we are grimly determined but because it inspires us and provides us with energy? Laughing and meaning it, for two days in a row?
Please? |
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| I *heart* NY. |
[Mar. 2nd, 2003|09:00 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | relieved that laptop is ok | ] |
Yeah, it's a quiz. Sue me.
You are a classic; the quintessential New Yorker.
You are cultured and love to travel, though you
wouldn't move from New York in a million years.
Then again, you may just be a tourist, trying
to see all the sights in a single day.
Which New York City subway line are you?
brought to you by Quizilla |
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[Feb. 28th, 2003|10:00 am] |
I am noticing a profound change in my attitude toward how "real" net-based interaction feels. It used to feel pretty real; I could offer someone a hug over AIM and actually feel it. I ascribed this to my excellent body-memory.
Well, body-memory is still there, but no more virtual hugs. Perhaps it's because I've lived alone for a while; perhaps it's because I'm stressed (physically more than mentally) at this particular moment, but no hugs, no sympathy expressed in anything other than full sentences, no more. Conversations are fine; but real, physical communication or bust.
(This goes right along with my feeling that several people I know, including myself to the extent that I know me, have become too dependent on keeping up with friends electronically. You don't know what's been going on with my life? Well, don't you read my blog? Hm, well, blogs are fine, but aren't the end-all. And I am approaching e-mail with a progressively more epistolary attitude. Just because they are bits and bytes doesn't mean they may be given less attention than any other, "real," letters.) |
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