11.20.01 >2229

Sometimes I don't really understand Ylang at all. And no, I don't mean that in a good way, though I do like having her for a roommate - we get along pretty well. She just seems insecure sometimes, and fussy, and very antsy, and it drives me up the wall ...

Finished The Hobbit tonight - the ending kind of surprised me, but all in all, it was a great book. Now it's on to Fellowship of the Ring! Oh, and speaking of which, I hope yer soundtrack arrived!


The fire at Ground Zero still burns.

~ * ~

I might have or haven't mentioned this before, but my favorite hangout of any kind is the library. And I mean any library. The librarians know me pretty well now, back at the Livermore Public Library, which is probly a good thing, and I've worked in libraries before. But it's not really because of that or the serene (more or less) and quiet atmosphere that I like hanging about at the libraries - it's because of the books. Thousands of books, any one of which I could simply pick up and start reading. Yes, I am a bookworm, and dang proud of it.

11.19.01 >2005

Did you get to watch the Leonid meteor showers?

A pic from space.com :

11.18.01 >1645

I'm not much of a hymn fan, but there are some out there that touch me deeply. "How Great Thou Art" is one of 'em, and I just love how this group sings it.

O Lord my God! When I in awesome wonder
Consider all the worlds thy hands have made
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder
Thy power throughout the universe displayed

Then sings my soul,
My Savior God, to thee
How great thou art
How great thou art ...

Then sings my soul,
My Savior God, to thee
How great thou art
How great thou art
I guess I should put up a lyrics page or somethin' ... I keep posting 'em around here!

11.17.01 >0142

We didn't mean to, but Ylang and I ended up standing in line at the movie theatre for about an hour and a half while waiting for the 2230 Harry Potter showing to open. And the line snaked around the front of the theatre and made a U-turn towards the parking lot fifteen minutes before they let us in.

I kid you not.

Harry Potter is awesome. Now I can't wait for Lord of the Rings to come out on Christmas!

11.16.01 >1422

Somehow, one niggling evil thought always manages to wriggle its way into the midst of the happy ones and destroys that moment of joy. Ugh.


These gals cranked out a topics blog for folks going through a blogging dry spell. Neat-o idea. (link via pie in the sky)

Okay, so what are you expecting to get for Christmas? I sure don't know what I expect to get ... I s'pose that once Thanksgiving's done, I can start thinking about what to get for my friends and family. And Thanksgiving's next week ... yikes!


The Friday Five for this week (why do I feel like I put this up just yesterday?) :

1. Name five things in your refrigerator: a carton of milk (actually, there are four cartons), a cake, a package of corn tortillas, a loaf of bread, and a couple rolls of film. Now that you mention it, I think our fridge needs to be cleaned out!

2. Name five things in your freezer: a frozen bottle of water, a package of chicken breasts, lots and lots of different frozen veggies, three different kinds of frozen waffles, and a pint-sized cup of Ben & Jerry's "Phish Food" Ice Cream that my roommate Chris has apparently forgotten about.

3. Name five things under your kitchen sink: paper towels, plastic bags, dishwasher detergent, Windex, and wastebasket liners.

4. Name five things around your computer: CD player, speakers, a bunch of photos, an empty mug, and a stack of CDs.

5. How do you plan to spend your weekend? Tonight I'm hopin' to catch the Harry Potter movie with either Ylang or Chris and her friends - that or I'll be working on homework. Tomorrow I'm goin' home, and Sunday is church and an early Turkey feast ... woohoo!

11.15.01 >1158

At PanHistoria we Intrepidites are currently recovering from some explosions that pretty much destroyed the main Flight Deck and damaged up to ten decks above it. What I noticed about this whole scenario was that while the attack itself on the ship was in no way similar to the 9/11 attacks, the response was still the same - 'cept there was no shallow patriotism involved. I love my imagination ...

(Yes, this will probably not make sense for a lot of you, so lemme explain as best as I can : PH is a community website where interactive storylines are the main feature. You may role-play as a character in different stories that span across different time periods, from the Golden Age of Ancient Greece to the 22nd Century and beyond this. I'm actively involved in about three different stories, and one of them is called "Voyage of the Intrepid," which is about the adventures of a 22nd century starship and her crew.

Official launch of the site probably won't happen until early next year, but if you'd like to be a beta tester, email the PH brass, and they'll let you in.)

11.14.01 >2208

One former writer for Vanity Fair recounts his experience at his first (and last) Oscar bash. This is totally hilarious - I'm not sure if he's writing another "tell all" memoir or if he's just being sarcastic. Maybe both.

These sound like fun ...


No more talking heads.

I can do this ...

I'm sure you've felt the same way before (if you love to tell stories as much as I do and create whole worlds from small fluffs of imagination), where you begin to write something purely out of necessity, and not because it's the "fun" thing to do. It doesn't flow at all - you just do it because that's how everyone else expects you to respond to the story, and you know you'd better post before the story itself eventually dies. (O' course, this might be exaggerating a little, but hey ...)

It's not writer's block exactly, it's just become some sort of outlet that you routinely turn to to let loose. The routine becomes automatic and boring. That coupled with too many school assignments I'd rather not write out but have no choice in the matter leads to burn-out. Then "Talking Head Syndrome" hits you full in the face. You force yourself to write for something that's usually written for pleasure and because it keeps your mind stimulated with story ideas, and then you go back later on to read these writings you forced yourself to write, and you think, "Sheez, I wrote this story? It sucks!"

I've had it. I'm not gonna be a talkin' head anymore!

11.13.01 >1330

My Viking name is Su< eth >r Goatchaser. (I don't think I can pronounce the first part!)

What's yers? (link via Just A Paper Bag)


As Brandon so eloquently put it, "the Taliban has left the building!" And apparently they got a little help movin' out from defectors ...


"One wildflower given in love
Is better than
A dozen roses
Given in indifference"

11.12.01 >1728

"Change means when God comes and moves on my behalf to modify, transform and revolutionize my thinking, my condition and my position."

Forgive me as I take notes ... I'm listening to a sermon right now, and this is the only window that's open on my computer!

I am feelin' absolutely fantastic, for some reason. Tired, but fantastic. I can't wait to see what happens next ...


"Faith is leaning over the edge of the natural into the supernatural. Faith is touching heaven and changing earth." - Patrick Kiteley

That is awesome.