bubbly and lovely: i'm too poor for therapy.
been there and back again. too many thoughts and opinions and hormones get me in trouble.
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12.12.2002
eew
Man killed, ate willing victim
australian associated press, from sydney morning herald
A man has confessed to murdering and eating a fellow homosexual who volunteered to be killed in one of the strangest murders in Germany in recent years.
Prosecutors say the 41-year-old accused recorded the crime on a video camera after finding the apparently willing victim through an advertisement posted on the internet.
The state prosecutor's office in the central German city of Kassel says in a statement the accused supposedly first cut off the victim's penis by mutual agreement because they wanted to eat it together.
The statement says the accused then killed the 37-year-old male victim with deep cuts to the neck, chopping the body into pieces which he deep froze and later ate.
Prosecutors say they are treating the case as murder and that the man made a full confession.
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11.28.2002
full
i'm sooo full of food i think i can see it in the back of my throat in a mirror. it makes it a bit hard to sit down and bend at the waist, but it's thanksgiving and it's to be expected. 'tis the season to stuff yourself silly. i went home and spent a few hours with my family. not so bad this year. last year was far more miserable. but this year, i kept thinking about a boy. i realized today in the shower that if i started something, it would only last for no more than three weeks because he would leave for winter break. such is the problem of getting involved with boys who were born in 1980. ugh. i'm such a cradle robber.
for a moment i thought i was going to die when my parents told me that when i got back from new zealand i had to live at home. now, they are moving back to the house in which i grew up, which is a lot more convenient for getting to the city and a lot nicer of a house in general. but c'mon. we'd all go crazy living together. i tried to pull the whole, how am i going to meet a husband living in new jersey? heh. anything for grandkids, i swear. i think it's even why they're letting me go to new zealand. but really, it would make sense if they made me live at home b/c there's no way i'm going to make enough money. but wait, i realized, if they're going to buy a house for each of my brothers, they already said they would buy a condo in nyc for me. so nyah! and then my mom made a gesture to me not to listen to dad, and all was well in my heart again.
365 days until thanksgiving.
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11.25.2002
out with a bang
the last tournament of my inctl career...as a science journalism masters student anyhow. we were at cornell university for the weekend and, well, it was just fucking awesome!! overall our team came in third. and the three teams i fought on all earned gold medals! i had 8 fights -- 23 combined minutes of all out fighting -- and i went 8 for 8!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i was so fucking excited i actually threw my helmet up at the end of my last fight. i was just so thoroughly exhausted and elated. but i have paid a mighty price, some would say. i am bruised all over -- even my hands hurt. and i fought my nemesis and she back-kicked me in the crotch about four times. it hurts to stand up, i have ugly bruises on my arms and legs and hip. and all the other pain is masking my back pain, i think. but the feeling is pretty rewarding.
and it's good to end on such a high, i guess. it is certainly making me consider pursuing another degree just so i can fight on the team again!
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11.22.2002
bipolarity
maybe i can. or maybe they're real. either way, i'm acting on something and in the interwebworld somewhere is an invitation for coffee or something like it.
and in other news, why is height such a big deal?
this article of mine is killing me. i'm trying to investigate the application of evolutionary biology research to the real world and all i'm learning is that guys are pigs and have double standards. and even the guys that seem nice are pigs and have double standards. oh where oh where have all the nice boys gone? if they have a couple of nice things about them, is that enough? not blabbing. loving kids. all nice things. but what about the rest of the package? and i don't mean that in a physical sense. what is wrong with me? is it me or is it them? or is it me and where i meet them? you'd think the office would be such a harmless place. or a law school. but no! sheesh. meh.
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11.21.2002
you stupid fucking bitch
get over it, diana! you cannot retroactively justify a mistake and concoct feelings where once there were none, or nothing genuine besides lust. because i can wonder if it was the chicken or the egg that came first, whether physical beget emotional or emotional begat physical, but i know the truth. and the sad truth is that throwing myself out there, for whatever reasons i've justified it with in my head, is not what this moment calls for. i cannot create a friendship where one was not meant to be. i cannot keep up with these assholes. i must own up to my mistake, reckon with He who needs to be reckoned with, learn from it, be grateful, and move on. to better things, to promised things, and perhaps most urgently, to new zealand.
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11.19.2002
leonids
the meteor shower was this morning. i went to it to report on it. quite exciting. almost got hit by a taxi right outside my door, as i went to the corner deli to get some coffee. then nearly froze my patookies off there.
today they put the lights up on my street, in front and above all the stores. i remember how last year when they did that i totally fell in love with my neighborhood; made the holidays in new york city exactly as it is in the movies. now it just makes me sad that i'm going to leave the city. i'll be back.
i've decided that this time instead of hiding from my misstep and cower in anonymity, i'm going to grab life by the reins and face it. face him. but men are such pigs sometimes it's almost scary. makes me wonder if nice guys are putting up a front. i hope my next interview isn't as much of a bust as this one kind of was. ugh i feel so dirty after talking to them i think i need to take a shower.
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11.18.2002
descriptive writing assignment with some activism
The Beach
My friends back home are bundled up in wool and fleece and I am standing on the beach in Puerto Rico, sand and sea water lapping between my toes that were just starting their winter-shoe internment. The afternoon sun shines down and warms my skin like a soft, cozy blanket. In the distance I can see clouds forming, warning of the afternoon rains that are a regulare feature of tropical islands. But until then, we are enjoying the beach.
The salty water is warmer than the Jersey shore has ever been and ever will be. Hundreds of yards from where I stand the water is a clear aquamarine, like the beaches seen in endless postcards. But near to where we are swimming the water seems to be undergoing an algae bloom, which gives the water a brown tinge. The algae seems innocuous enough -- I can see fishermen working the same cove where we are playing -- but I can't but think of what could be causing the bloom. Pollution? Runoff? Global woarming? If the greenhouse effect is real, the water in the Caribbean Sea could rise a few degrees, a seemingly harmless and possibly beneficial side effect. But scientists don't know for sure what that change would mean. It could increase the frequency and intensity of hurricanes and disrupt the flow of water along the Atlantic seaboard. Algae blooms like the one I see could become more frequent, choking other marine life. Even the coral reefs could be harmed. I know they are hiding, with all their glorious bumps and divets and exotically shaped creatures, miles offshore from where I'm standing, under the cover of ocean.
But these thoughts wander from my mind as I begin to contemplate the immediacy of the serenity and beauty before me. The algae is harmless, I conclude, and it can no longer keep me from running into the ocean to drench myself in the blissfully salty and warm water.
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11.12.2002
grr!
blogger is driving me up the wall right now! it's had this problem with the template loading and now it's losing one month of my archives. grr.
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11.11.2002
the v-club
from sydney morning herald:
Virgin renaissance
November 8 2002
Whether for religious or secular reasons, in a world awash with sex, celibacy is a growing trend. Rebecca Fowler reports.
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train ride
was telling him about the tournament this weekend and how some harvard chick was all whiny and even though she beat me, it was the best fight of my life and things just clicked. was telling me about how he used to have tournaments at upenn also and ate at the food court down the street all the time. hey, me too, i say. with the starbucks and the pretzel place and the cheesesteaks! ha! density?
21:33
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crazy squirrels
from cnn:Squirrel terrorizes British town
Thursday, November 7, 2002 Posted: 2:06 PM EST
LONDON, England (Reuters) -- A squirrel is spreading terror in a Cheshire town where it keeps attacking people.
Its latest victim was a two-year-old girl, British newspapers reported on Thursday.
Children have been attacked, grown men chased and residents of Knutsford, central England, are fearful of letting their kids out to play, the Times newspaper said.
The rogue squirrel's latest attack was on toddler Kelsi Morley who was bitten on the forehead.
"It was awful because she (Kelsi) was spinning around and we couldn't get it off," her mother told the newspaper.
"From the amount of blood there was, I thought it had taken Kelsi's eye out."
The squirrel eventually let go and the terrified youngster was rushed to a doctor.
Colin Booty, a senior scientific officer in the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, said it was very unusual for a squirrel to behave like this.
Local resident Blanche Kellye said the problem was not funny. "Everyone round here is living in fear...it's a vicious little thing. I'll never trust squirrels again."
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me
i've been perusing some message boards put up by various taekwondo teams in our league and it seems that i've been referred to as the "green belt monster" and described as "gargantuan". you know, just cuz you're fat, doesn't mean you're bad. theoretically, the bigger you are, the slower. 'tis not necessarily the case with me, i guess.
we had our second tournament of the season yesterday at upenn. i had three fights, won one of them. the other two were against the same girl from harvard. she is one of the best fighters in our league and is now a black stripe, a step away from a black belt. and i think she's been fighting for four years. well, the first fight i lost 6-3 or something like that; they gave her a head shot she didn't earn b/c she hit me in the shoulder but i moved my head so alas. but when i met her the second time, it was the brawl of the century (for me)! the best fight of my career, folks, and i'm proud of the result. we battled to a 1-1 draw after the first round, and then partway through the second, i was down 4-2, after a 2-point headshot, but in the last 45 seconds or so powered back to a 4-4 tie. the crowd was wild! i freaked out and threw my mouthguard down because i was just so freaking excited that i had TIED IT! folks, i've been doing this for a year and i held my own! in the end, the judges gave it to her, but i know for a fact that at least one out of the four voted for me, so i did well. it's too bad i didn't get to earn more points for the team, but man, i feel good! i was faking the girl out left and right. oh shit, i'm still walking with my head up a little higher today.
in other news, i am 2/3 of the way to getting my iPod. i've upgraded to windows xp, to the chagrin of my dsl connection, which no longer seems to work. now i just need to wait for the computer store to open so i can buy my iPod. and we all know how things seem to come faster when we sleep through the wait. so g'night world.
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11.07.2002
encouragement?
it seems that all my friends are getting with someone. and of course after you get someone, other interested parties start coming out of the woodwork. but me, alls i got is some wah with some people. one in new zealand (i think and hope) and some schmoe in baltimore. and maybe my next-desk neighbor (i really hope) but we'll see about that tomorrow. here is what my friend said to put a positive spin on my predicament:
:-) i think it's cool to have weirdness all over the world. you're like a sailor
- you've got a man in every port. hahaha
oh gracie. you silly.
15:46
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one down, two to go
i got the firewire card today on my way home from work. now just need xp upgrade and the iPod and then i'll be one happy bee....
01:15
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11.06.2002
almost mended
my pseudo-ex emailed me. pseudo b/c he was never really my boyfriend. the whole time we were together and i was giving him head, he never emailed me once. he emailed me today to gloat about the election results. he's a hardcore republican and i'm a democrat and we used to have partisan discussions about political topics. they were never very serious, i guess, although we both felt strongly about our party affiliations. but today i check my old email account and there's a gloating email from him, preceded by words conveying a sentiment of checking on and seeing how i was doing, since we hadn't spoken in a while.
the thing is, late last winter, i emailed him, after having an inconclusive phone conversation, saying that i didn't want to talk to him anymore. it was too painful and i needed to move on, and i was putting way too much of myself into him, given how not serious he was about me. "i'm a 22 year old guy and i want to be a 22 year old guy," he said. and that was that. but then he phoned in july, out of the blue, and i kind of freaked out. i was worried that something happened but when i called him back -- my cell was getting bad reception -- he was just saying hi. it was a very awkward conversation and i got the feeling that he didn't quite understand the 'well, this is goodbye' thing.
but that was july and it's now november. i've been thinking about him a lot because whenever i do taekwondo i think about him, and i've been wanting to check in on him, too, and tell him about my impending travels to new zealand. but for some reason, this email, as welcome as it should have been, has really put me out of sorts. i've been kind of funky and depressed all day. t.d.r. says he is thinking of the upcoming holiday season and his upcoming drive through nyc on the way to maine and the possiblity of a little hook-up-stopover. that makes me feel dirty. but maybe it's nicer than that. not that i'm going to go running back to him and what little he can offer. but it'd make me feel less dirty about things.
i don't like to play the game, but i'm going to here. he's just going to have to wait to hear from me. i'm thinking a week.
18:29
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more weird but definitely true
chewing cherry flavored trident gum, drinking orange juice and then sipping coffee makes my mouth taste like hot dogs.
15:44
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weird but true?
a sri lankan man breastfeeds his child...see story here.
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11.05.2002
alternate universe
why can't i say: i like you. do you like me? no? ok let's go on as friends. yes? great, can i kiss you?
why can't i just grab him and make out with him in the bathroom. send him emails as he sits at the desk 2 feet from me. call him and tell him that i'd like to sleep in in the mornings with him. that just thinking of what he does, the good he is trying to do and is motivated to do and sees in his heart is necessary to do makes him one of the best people in the world to me. that i want to be there for him and support him, be on his sidelines cheering. and similarly, i want him on mine cheering for me. these feelings are silly, i know, since i barely know him.
oh whatever. i have a stupid homework thing to do ergh. why do i always start my homework at 2am? it's like being back in undergraduate again. sigh.
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11.04.2002
nkotb
long before n*sync and long after the jackson 5, there was new kids on the block, the boy band of my generation. they're all grown up now, and then some. my fave, joey joe, is now playing a teacher on boston public. donnie played the guy who kills bruce willis in sixth sense and is now on the acclaimed nbc show boomtown. is this in some completely convoluted, unrelated way what it was like for people to see ronald reagan become president? yeah, i didn't really think so either.
20:11
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windows v. pc
when i got my laptop last year, i thought it was going to be great, everything i would ever need for the rest of my life. but now i want to buy an mp3 player and the iPod is really the best deal. however, before i dish out the $369 bucks for the 10GB iPod, i have to buy an $80 firewire card and upgrade my windows 98 to 2000 or XP. i'm thinking right now that i'd rather buy an iMac and toss my dell out the fucking window. but then it'd probably land on someone's head and i'd be sued and out even more money. alas. what to do?
11:45
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back
back from puerto rico. am just a little bit darker from spending one afternoon on the beach, all slathered in sunscreen. it was a good time. the tropical weather was just what i wanted. the taekwondo competition could have been a bit better. there was only one other girl in my division. i beat her 1-0 but she tried to cry her way into a dual gold medal as if suddenly the competition had turned into olympic figure skating. what a freaking cry-baby. she kicked me in the head in the first few seconds of the first round but it didn't get scored and after they had already handed out the medals she starts crying about it and holds up the ring for like 10 minutes. at first i felt badly because she was crying and she was pretty tough and she did kick me in the head. but then later i realized that she was being a total pussy. it happens all the time that we get kicks that aren't scored. hell, i had one solid one on her that wasn't scored. i don't feel badly about it at all anymore and in fact, i think she's a total pussy and crybaby. she was whining that one of the reasons she wanted the win was because her boyfriend was there and they had just been fighting about how he didn't want to see her lose. give me a fucking break. take up stripdancing if you're going to do something for your boyfriend you stupid bitch. grr.
i was feeling down about the whole thing at first because i felt like my victory was tarnished and i was leaving p.r. with a tainted win and i started to doubt myself. and i started to remember all the bad things about tkd, how competition makes me insecure and blahblahblah. but then i realized all the above and i felt better but man i'd still love to have the opportunity to go out there and kick her ass one more time, and much more solidly.
but today is monday and monday is the day i tutor in the bronx and that is a good thing.
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10.31.2002
another peril of old age
i just haven't been able to stay up late like i used to. at around 3am, i totally pass out. this is not going to work since i have to meet the cab to the airport at 5am. at least tomorrow afternoon i'll be on the beach.
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10.30.2002
sunscreen in winter
do you know how hard it is to buy sunscreen in new york on all hallow's eve? why do i need sunscreen, you ask? because i'm off to puerto rico in the a.m. whoo!
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10.28.2002
new york city real estate
my next door neighbor moved out a few months ago to take an architecture job in LA. she's loving the beaches apparently. she was living in a unit that hasn't been renovated since 1960 i'm guessing. they've started renovating it now. the banging and noise and the inevitable dust and crap. oh dear god. and when they're done they'll rent it for over $1300, not quite worth it for less than 200 s.f. of space.
10:07
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t.d.r.
my best friend in the world is a raging homosexual. ok, he's not that raging b/c it seems that most people don't know he's gay. but he's on the left coast wooing a new boy. and, in his words, this isn't one where he's going to sleep with him BEFORE getting to know him. i'm so proud my little t.d.r. is all grown up.
no but really i'm happy for him. truly truly happy, you hear? love is a-bloomin. sigh. it must be spring. oh wait. my titties are about to freeze off. it must be winter.
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10.27.2002
moving back
in the three weeks since i last drove my car, the air has leaked out of my right front tire. i didn't know this as i pulled out of the garage at our empty for-sale house in new jersey. a block away i realize my car is making a funny noise and i pull over in this quiet neighborhood, down the street from where my friend lived, and where i used to go after school all the time. there is a guy and his son playing catch outside. it is a nice brisk fall afternoon. as i start to pull the spare and jack out of my trunk, he comes over and helps. sure, i'm a girl who drives a little toy car of a ford focus. but i'm capable. still, i totally appreciated his help. and i thought he set a great example for his son. really. so i totally appreciated it.
i found out today that if my parents don't sell the house by december, when the contract with the realtor is up, they are going to move back. sweet. it made me all warm and fuzzy and sentimental inside. hopefully i'll be in new zealand when they move.
my parents are also opening a new business. a karaoke bar. it should be open dec 18. sweet. just in time to host a going away party for me! when i was at home today, i crawled onto the couch with my mom and laid next to her as i told her all about my crush. she was much more excited this time -- being as he went to a very reputable college and etc etc -- than the time i told her about my crush on my tkd instructor -- who was 21 and it turned out, didn't even graduate junior high. i found out my mom's dream today: that i marry by the time i'm 30. i swear sometimes she makes me want to pull my hair out. strand by strand. until i'm bald.
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10.26.2002
cue the music
i feel friendship a-bloomin. :-D
the new york rangers are sucking it big time. 6-2 loss to the kings. MOTHER FUCKER. REFUND! REFUND! REFUND!
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10.24.2002
ugh
so i asked a boy out that i didn't really like but who i didn't think was going to turn me down. well he turned me down. and was kind of pompous about it too. ha! turns out he has a sig. other but then why the fuck with the flirting? anyhow, still feel a bit dumb for being turned down. i just really really needed someone to go to a hockey game with me. turns out, i got a better deal. a friend of mine from college who is at yale law school is going to come down and go with me. he's from LA, so he can appreciate the kings. and when we were in school, we, along with one other friend, had a 3-year kings vs. rangers series going. rangers won that one ... and haven't won much since. grr. but now i'm uber-excited and don't have to worry about being on a date or with someone i don't know so well.
20:26
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conundrum
am i out of his league or is he out of mine? the issue is moot. we are not fit for each other. and i mean that physically...
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toodles
a co-worker of mine -- although since i'm the intern i guess he's not really a co-anything since he's a full time employee. anyhow, my point is that this guy is leaving the place of my internment. (heh heh.) he's taking a part time job but also dedicating more time to his event planning/gaming experience company called cityHunt. check them out. and that's a shout out to jaymes.
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10.22.2002
got homework?
need to procrastinate? well, there's always muffinfilms, about those delectable bakery treats. now we have, courtesy of my friend alvin, ninjafilms, or ninjai: the little ninja. at a few points they do appear to be kind of amateur and tedious, but really overall, i'm finding myself thoroughly amused by them. watch out for some bad language and a lot of blood and body parts being hacked off. and some really really annoying inconsistent and nasally accents. no, really, they're good.
01:27
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day one
today was my first day of the least selfless tutoring i've ever done in my life. and i managed to crawl all over the desks 10 minutes after the director was telling the kids to respect the university property. oh me.
it's amazing that kids are so impressionable and they really have a lifetime ahead of them to become who they are. i do at 25, too. but sometimes you can look at kids and they wear their personalities on their sleeves. there isn't much pretending with them. they are who they are and when they pretend, you can see through that too. not that this is a bad thing. i think it's just about kids being innocent, even if they aren't that that innocent. they're 10. give 'em a few years and they'll turn into the hardened, cynical bitter people that resemble us "grown-ups".
i know i'm going to get really fond of these kids, even tho' i see them only one afternoon a week. and it's going to be sad to leave them. just as it was sad to leave the kids in the afterschool program at kim's karate in baltimore. hey wait...why am i always saying yes when boys ask me to work with kids?
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10.21.2002
pain
i hurt all over.
taekwondo is an awesome sport but you know that the day after a tournament you're going to be in pain. our tournament yesterday, which we held at john jay college because our own school screwed us over, started at 7:30 for set-up. i got home at 9:30pm. and because i was fighting on three teams, i was going pretty much all day. my hand hurts, my feet hurt, my left knee hurts, my right shin hurts, my back hurts...i'm much much too old for this, but god almighty it sure is fun!!!
09:56
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10.20.2002
oh no
i've been poring over the postcard and it has two slightly disconcerting spelling errors. maybe he's not the brightest bulb on the block. ahh who cares. he's hot. meeee-owwww!
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10.19.2002
HOLY MOTHER FUCKER!!!
if you've been keeping up with me, which i know you haven't because you don't exist, you may know that before i left to work at camp this summer, i mailed a letter to a certain someone in new zealand who flew a light plane in which i rode. i didn't know his last name but i threw a note in an envelope with a few pictures and let the international postal gods take care of the rest.
i pretty much gave up on getting a reply when two months had past but here we are at nearly the four month mark and lo and fucking behold, a mysterious postcard arrives in my mailbox from mitch of the mountain and birds. oh my god, i yelled repeatedly as i ran up the stairs so i could get home to share the news with my friends.
oh my god.
14:51
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10.18.2002
so tired!
10.5 hours. that's how many hours i worked today and put on my time sheet. and i'm still not done. just have to craft an intro to the piece i was working on. it was a bit research heavy so it took me a while.
the only good thing is that instead of waiting five days, now i only have to wait three to see my crush. sigh. our eyes will meet over the heads of the junior high kids and violins will start playing and birds chirping. butterflies and doves will fly out of nowhere...
i am so hungry.
22:09
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10.17.2002
10 + 1 digit dialing
nyc, starting feb 1, 2003, is going to 11 digit dialing. even in the same area code you'll have to dial 1 + area code + number. something to do with overlays and FCC laws. meh.
21:54
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gum, there's gum on my seat. gum!
i have a compulsive gum chewing problem.
16:44
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boys are such mysteries
i do not understand boys. after fights where they seemingly claw each other's eyes out, they'll hug and laugh together. and then sometimes when guys talk to you, they do this weird touching themselves thing. no, not down there, although i can think of some people who have that problem. it's more the standing there and leaning against something and trying to figure out what to do with the other hand so they try the pocket and then that doesn't quite fit so they lean it on what the other hand is leaning on and that doesn't quite work so they kind of stretch and put it behind their head like they're scratching their backs. boys. meh.
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10.16.2002
oh what a day
the bliss, oh the bliss of seeing my crush! oh the even greater bliss of talking with him!!
was quite a busy day at work. one of the things i did was schedule an interview with a european astronomer for friday. it's at 10:30 am european time. yes. do look twice. that makes it 4 fucking 30 in the morning nyc time. god almighty. and i'm supposed to go out thursday night and party with the tkd kids. well i guess i will and i'll stay up all night. let's do the interview drunk, i say!
19:38
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yesterday
there seem to be some blogger problems. i wanted to post this over half an hour ago, when it was still october 15. october 15 marked the halfway point for me between 25 and 26. ugh.
in brighter news, tomorrow (today) is wednesday, which means i go into the office, which means i get to be completely distracted at work. heh heh.
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10.15.2002
quack quack
duct tape rules! from the nytimes
Treatments: For Warts, the Duct Tape Cure
By JOHN O'NEIL
In article being published today adds one more item to the list of uses for duct tape. Now, it turns out, it helps get rid of warts.
The recommended technique does not involve ripping, and in fact was investigated by Dr. Dean R. Focht III and colleagues at the Madigan Army Medical Center in Tacoma, Wash., as a less painful alternative to the practice of briefly freezing warts, which are most common in children.
In the study, published in The Archives of Pediatrics & Adolescent Medicine, Dr. Focht found that warts disappeared for 85 percent — 22 of 26 children and young adults treated with duct tape — compared with 60 percent of a similar group treated with cold.
The duct tape was cut to fit over the wart, Dr. Focht said. Once a week, the tape was removed and replaced after the wart was rasped clean with an emery board or pumice stone.
Dr. Focht said he believed the tape worked in the same way that most other wart treatments work — by irritating the skin, thereby stimulating an immune system response that wiped out the viral infection that had caused the wart.
He said that children with warts should see their doctors to make sure the growths are actually warts.
After that, he said, simply waiting for the wart to disappear is one option. But if the parents want to treat it, he said, duct tape "is a great, simple option."
02:51
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10.14.2002
fabulous
just got back from dinner for a friend's birthday. went to lips, where the waiters are fabulous and do the tuck-and-hide and look better in those dresses and have nicer legs than i. quite an evening. their fabulousness made me seriously overtip. oh well. time for homework. why is it that i have class one day a week and STILL can't get ahead on my homework. sheesh.
23:08
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sigh
those moments between seeing, those moments between meeting, seem so empty.
i swear there was a song written about this.
i hate having crushes. loss of control. misery. all twisted up inside like it's a disease.
12:29
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funny shit
clickety-click
12:24
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guts
today i am experiencing an overwhelming sense that i've made the wrong decision to go to new zealand. i think i'm going to throw up...or maybe i just ate bad eggs.
12:00
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who cares about me
i'm sure you have all heard about the bomb blast in bali. here is a news story about it, if not. i have nothing to say that has not been said. i have nothing to say that will change or soothe anything. i just want to acknowledge the tragedy here, in this little snippet of history and say that this world is sad. faith, my friends, faith.
01:49
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10.13.2002
kids
slowly, oh so slowly, and against all my control, i think i'm really falling for someone. and all it really takes is that he has compassion for children, is interested in their well-being, and wants to do something for some who live in the bronx. it's unbelievable, really. ok, yeah, he's kind of cute, but to be honest, he's also shorter than i, which is kind of a turn-off, but the kids thing really, really makes up for it.
i don't want to have kids of my own, in all honesty. i look around and see how shitty of a world we live in and i cannot bear bringing more, of my own faulty flesh and blood nonetheless, into this world. but i want to do my damndest to help those who, without a choice, are put in this world. so while it's true that i might be doing some volunteer work to get closer to this guy, i can't deny the fact that i will (hopefully) be doing some good. and i was looking to do some volunteer work and this opportunity presented itself.
but i'm kind of off point. about this guy. and his compassion for kids. it speaks to a deeper character, i think. to me, it reflects an inner desire to do good, to love kids, who can be so helpless and needy. i can't really put it into words that are eloquent enough. i'm just sort of moved when i think about it. i get this topsy-turvy, flippy-floppy feeling in my stomach. and when i sit next to him at work, gosh darn it, it sure is hard to concentrate.
all from one fateful day at the water cooler.
23:43
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not much to say now, huh, diana?
i am either lacking the time or material to update this blog.
so there's this guy in montana who is running for senate who turned himself blue, literally blue, by taking some homemade concoction to protect against Y2K stuff (remember that?!). but don't take my word for it. check out the story and an incredibly funny picture here.
23:31
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10.11.2002
irony
i didn't want to be chained to my computer. that was what i wrote for my essay to get into journalism graduate school, leaving behind my astronomy research career. yet here i find myself, again, chained to a computer.
15:26
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sunk
a new low: doing volunteer work for a boy. ugh.
01:54
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10.08.2002
replacements
arts and letters daily is now defunct. i have changed my home page to google news, which is supposed to be a pretty good site, tho' it's still working out some kinks.
22:54
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10.07.2002
missed fate?
2:30 this morning my phone rings. i am in bed. very exhausted from recovering from my hangover. after four rings, i decide to take the call and as i pick up, so does my machine. i say, "hello?" the male voice on the other end says, "di, guess who this is?" now, this person knows my name so you'd think that i know him, but actually, i say my name on my answering machine message so he could have gotten it from there.
i look at the caller id and it says "unknown caller". i start going through the possibilities but all i can say," who is this?" he replies, "guess". i ask again for the caller to identify himself and again he tells me to guess. i cannot bring up any viable options and i'm kind of freaking out in two ways. maybe it's a weird sexual deviant, maybe it's someone coming to rescue me from the tediousness of my life. in my flustered and exhausted state, all i can do is say, "it's 2:30 in the morning. tell me who this is". and he hangs up.
i return to my interrupted reclining state and i start wondering. was it someone real? was it one of those people i met who perhaps was as enchanted with me as i was with him and he did due diligence on me and found me? well then it'd be kind of rude to call at 2:30 in the morning. perhaps it was someone who found my friend's lost cell phone and called looking for someone to play sexual phone games, have phone sex, something lewd that i'm not into. it's odd that the name didn't show up on caller id because that leads me to think this is less innocent. but then my silly romantic pathetic little brain keeps going back to the first possibility, that i have forever altered the course of my life, missing true love.
eh, well, he should have been able to stand up to my seemingly defiant demand, which really was only masking my flustered and intimidated state.
i guess i will never know.
update: so all day this phone call has put me off. i know it's not much, but it was a little weird. and it's making me recall all the people i have met, like two ships passing in the night, all the way from nasty firemen to texans who swept me off my feet. most unhealthy and slightly off-putting. but i did see igby goes down. great movie.
13:11
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10.04.2002
disappointments
isn't it sad when you expect to see someone somewhere, sometime and the s/he's not there, then? kinda ruins one's day.
13:52
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an email rant
this is like a fucked up laurel and hardy routine.
i hate my family. i swear my two brothers do no have half a brain between them. my oldest brother, who was driving, has been to my apartment at least once before. my other brother, david, calls me and is like where do you live? 9th street and first ave, #341. he's like, ok, what's the number? i say 341 and he asks ok, what's the number? and i say it again, and then three more times and then he's like, oh, i think i got it now. 341 on 9th ave. i'm like no, 9th st. by first ave. he's like, oh ok.
then he calls and is like i'm downstairs and i say, ring the buzzer i'll let you in. he's like, i have to get the luggage out of my car. after a few minutes, i'm like, what the hell is keeping him and there's no one outside. i call danny and he doesn't answer and then i call again and he answers and i'm like, where are you? he's like, i'm going home. where's david? i left him at 431. WHAT? yeah, 431? what the fuck?! he's been here before and he didn't fucking OPEN HIS BIG FAT EYES and notice that it wasn't my apartment? so i go downstairs to look for him and walk down the block and back in my pajamas and i can't find dave at 431. i ask a girl and she's like, he went that way. halfway back to my apartment i see my brother on the corner pushing the handles on his rolly bags down in frustration. and i'm like dave! he starts walking towards me and i'm pissed because he's just so fucking dumb and i'm like, i live the other way, stay there. so i take one of his suitcases (he has two for a ten day trip, and these are big bags. makes me curious but not so curious cuz i wonder if i'd end up in jail if i got too curious). we get to my apartment and he asks if i know how to take the subway and i'm like, uhh, it takes a long time why don't you just take a call taxi and he's like it's too expensive. look, a call taxi to jfk at 6 am isn't much. then i'm like, we'll look it up.
and we're walking up the stairs and he asks me if i have class. no. i have work. where do you work? for a website. oh yeah? what do you do? i write. like little articles? yes. (i guess 2000 word articles can be "little".) I'm not saying much cuz i'm pissed that he's so dumb. i told him 341 FIFTEEN times and he still got it fucking wrong. i mean really.
so the next thing he asks is, it isn't for a gay and lesbian thing is it? and i yell at him. no what the fuck kind of question is that? he's all, i was joking. it wasn't funny, i say. so we get to my place and he throws his bag down cuz he's immature and angry i yelled at him even though he's the one with no sense and a stupid idea of humor. i mean what the fuck?! he's got this weird fascination with lesbians, is probably totally homophobic, and at several points in his life thought i was gay b/c of my things with girl scouts and my gay friends. that stupid joke of his was rooted in like 27 years of ignorance and idiocy and stupidity.
so then he looks at my subway map and writes shit down and is like, i'm leaving. meanwhile my mom calls and she's like your brother is looking for you and i'm like i found him. (he fucking called home the stupid idiot baby) then she's like, well he has a bag for you of stuff and your rent check. and i ask dave and he's all like hell no mom didn't give me anything. really, that's a quote, without quotation marks. he said, hell no mom didn't give me anything. as if he needed to be so bold. anyhow, it turns out she gave the bag to my OTHER brother, the FAT stupid one, not the ignorant, good for nothing stupid one, and he has so much fat blocking his brain cells he forgot.
my mom says she'll get it to me saturday. and i hate the way she just assumes that i'll be around. like i don't have a life. like i don't have a taekwondo tournament slated for that day. at west point. i'm just gonna go and get my ass kicked by a black belt or two and then come home. and then get rip-roaring drunk with some law kids. but anyhow, i digress.
and then my brother leaves. his flight doesn't leave for 6 hours. and i don't fucking care. and you know, it's more than the ignorance thing. not much more, but more. i know for a fact, well, i have a sneaking suspicion that my parents have thought i was gay at some point in my life. i swear, when i told my mom that i had a crush on jimmy, she nearly flipped her lid with joy...before warning me she didn't think i should marry him because really i should be with someone more academic. again, i digress. it doesn't bug me that they think i'm gay. it bugs me that they're so ignorant that they would have such thoughts. and it really really bugs me that they take things so near and dear to me, camp and girl scouts, and twist them. because that's also what was at the root of my brother's comment. girl scouts and camp especially are part of what kept me from being as fucked up as the rest of my family and it makes me so angry and sensitive when they are so easy to degrade it and make it a joke or whatever. because i do hold it dear to me.
at least i get peace and quiet to write my article.
maybe i should get hitched in new zealand after all. that's about as far away as i can get without leaving the planet.
02:40
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free associating in class: dinner
i never understood why people like breakfast for dinner,
why they think it's a treat to eat pancakes and sausage
in the evening. if they like it so much, why don't they
just make it whenever they want? because really, no
one made a rule stipulating that pancakes had to
be a breakfast food. well, i guess that's why people eat
pancakes for dinner sometimes, because there is no rule.
maybe my issue is with pancakes, not with the timing of
eating them. i don't like pancakes. i don't like waffles or
french toast either because of the syrup, i think. i much
prefer eggs for breakfast. yummy salt. occassionally i
like cereal too. i guess sometimes i eat cereal for dinner
(and lunch too, but not all in one day). so i do partake of
traditional breakfast foods at the dinner hour after all. but
that doesn't mean i like it.
usually when i eat cereal for dinner it means i'm too busy
for a real meal, or there's nothing else in my refrigerator and
i'm too lazy to do anything about it. if i could choose
anything for dinner, i think it'd be something my mom made.
i swear, everything she cooks is good. my second choice
for dinner would be korean food. i love korean food.
no, i'm not korean. everyone, it seems, makes that mistake.
especially koreans. i guess it's better than being asked, in
an elevator, where "my people" are from.
when people ask me that kind of question -- where i'm from --
knowing they want an answer like china, i innocently reply,
"new jersey".
01:12
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10.03.2002
sightings
famous people i've seen in unexpected places:
chris noth -- walking in the middle of the street
marisa tomei
margaret cho
tiffani amber thiessen
mark paul gosselar and dennis franz -- filming near my apartment
bradley whitford -- in DC, filming west wing
more as soon as i knock my memory back in...
19:16
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wrinkle
so i've done my due diligence on him. the problem now is extrapolating all the information from him that i already know so i don't slip and let on that i know more about him than i already do. good thing he's not very suspicious or he probably would have caught on already now. this is a game. it's a game! this game will end as soon as i can verify that he has a girlfriend. i got a bit suspicious today... sometimes, no matter how much due diligence you do, you can't know everything.
19:09
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10.01.2002
winner!
the guardian, yes, the uk paper, was running a contest on the best UK blog. and the winner is ... Scaryduck!! congrats, and check it out. it's gotta be pretty good, you think? and now, quite popular as well.
01:04
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guitar chords
if y'all are looking for guitar chords for your inner rock star, a great resource is olga.net. go there. search. rock out, dude.
01:00
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totally official
i've wired the last of the money owed to the folks at adventure education in tauranga, new zealand. the course dates are 20 january to 23 may. so it's totally official. WHOO!! AUGH. every once in a while i get a queasy feeling in my stomach because really i know i'm going to get homesick and probably miss my mom's cooking and miss my totally annoying family. but it'll be good and fun and quite an adventure and maybe get all the traveling/wanderlust out of my system.
but i think today i realized why i have such a hard time putting down roots. it has nothing to do with feeling old and settled down. i think it has to do with how i never really had roots growing up. i was reading an article, which incidentally was quite expertly written and very interesting, in today's nytimes about a community in louisiana where people just don't leave. basically when kids grow up they move, at most, like five miles away. and in the article was some statistic about how kids who grow up in families that move across state lines are more likely to do so themselves.
well let me tell you about me.
when i was one, i went to live with my aunt in taiwan. i came back, as i remember it, right before i started kindergarten. after a year there, we started living in new york city and i was commuting every day to a grade school in a town right outside the lincoln tunnel. (well, not literally...) i remember the guy who drove us worked at the parking lot next door to the building where we lived, which incidentally was above my parents' restaurant and was actually commercial space. for second grade we moved to that town outside the lincoln tunnel but i switched schools. then onto another nearby town for third and fourth grades -- at a catholic school, incidentally. my family is not even remotely catholic. after third grade, i was asking my parents if we were moving because i had gotten into this rhythm. finally, for fifth grade, we moved to a ritzy town in essex county, new jersey, where i lived until i went to college. my parents recently put that house on the market and it was quite tragic for me.
anyhow, my point is that if kids who move a lot are more likely to move when they grow up, well, it's all starting to make sense.
00:58
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9.27.2002
passings
miles dabord was taken off of life support yesterday in the company of friends and family. sad. my prayers and thoughts are with them and miles and i pray that he is now at peace.
a friend emailed me yesterday. he is off to kyrgyzstan -- a country whose name i can barely pronounce -- for two years as a peace corps volunteer. in essence, this guy is going to fall off the face of the earth for two years. it's like he's going to fall off and then two years later come back on. weird to me. i hope he brought lots of long underwear.
09:54
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my worst nightmare
can you imagine 15,000 bees living relativly benignly in your wall? ugh! the buzzing would make me crazy! a family in hollywood had such a situation and they hired a professional to remove them. this is nuts. you need to see the extent of the honeycomb. UGH!
03:08
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9.25.2002
misc
being sick sucks. it's like i'm looking at the world through a large vat of green gooey snot. makes writing and thinking hard.
i've decided that i don't stalk people, i don't obsess about people. i just do "due diligence" on them. oh me so witty. google=due diligence.
i had some other witty things to share with you but first of all, you don't exist and i think they went out of my head with the last bunch of snot i blew out.
23:54
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i'm sorry, i'm not korean
ha get this! here is an article i wrote translated into chinese. the language of my people!
23:26
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email
Yet, I fully understand what you are going through. And I don't want to give you advice or anything but perhaps I can share some stuff that I went through? Because I think I have totally been through very similar things.
I have learned that I love the attention of boys, especially after 20-something years of very little of it. I have learned that what I crave is to feel attractive, though sometimes it's more than that. I have learned, too, that I usually do what I want at the moment, even if it is sinful, and have learned to live with the consequences, which usually involve some combination of heartache, misery and depression. :) I have learned that it is possible to learn from mistakes and make the same ones over and over again. And that I can totally take a brief interaction with a genuinely nice guy and paint him to be this amazing person who can fulfill my needs in many many ways. But in the end, the guy is probably just as bad as the worst and he can't fulfill me in the way I need to be fulfilled.
And that is in my relationship with God. I know that I completely need someone who is going to help me pursue God. I can dilly-dally with all the boys along the way but unless they have a similar faith as I, it'll never be right and it'll never work out. I think this is what I have learned.
I have also learned that once boundaries are crossed, it is incredibly easy to cross them again. And yes I'm talking about physicality. And it makes getting over guys a lot harder and makes my emotions more intense and oftentimes misguided. I find that I care about guys more than I really do only because I have been naked and vulnerable with them, even tho' there is a logical corner of my brain shouting out for me to see the truth. And sometimes I feel dirty and pathetic. And it makes me feel loved, or at the very least, liked. But in one relationshp in particular, it made me someone I didn't want to be, someone who was willing to compromise my ideals, someone who was willing to compromise love.
I don't know if this makes any sense; I have thrown them down in this email and it is quite late (or early) and I'm quite exhausted. I pray that they make sense to you and at the very least, can help you understand some more about what you are feeling. God really does love you and that really should be enough, as hard as that is to experience. Trust me, I speak out of sinfulness.
01:21
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more wah!
...and to add insult to injury, i am sick, sick as a dog.
00:42
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the perils of this profession
it's midnight and i have an article due in 12 hours and i have a really bad case of writer's block (and the munchies). WAH!
i was standing on the subway platform at 34th street waiting to go uptown to meet a friend for dinner. out of nowhere, this guy comes up and asks me about my shirt. in itty bitty letters on the back, it says "queenstown new zealand". "are you from queenstown," he asks in his cute antipodean drawl. "oh no" i say, completely giving the answer away. but we commence to chat for about 10 minutes and part ways at the same subway stop on the upper west side.
today, one of my professors brought in a guest speaker. he was my prof's book editor and lo and behold, he was australian.
quite the antipodean day, no?
yet this doesn't solve my writer's block issues. WAH!
00:09
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9.24.2002
self flaggelation?
here is an article i wrote that i'm really really proud of. really. i got lucky the way it all came together. i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed learning about and writing it.
17:34
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holy shit!
the last night i was in new zealand, in auckland, i was working out in the hotel gym. i was tired and wanted to go home and the impending taekwondo nationals motivated me to work out. halfway through my workout, this large man came in and started working out too and then started talking to me. we chitchatted about the news that was on the tv and after some time, he invited me out to dinner. his motive was ambiguous but we went out for a nice meal.
he was an interesting guy. he had played basketball in europe and told me of a friend he made in italy when his car broke down. he told me of his travels and of his work as a contract computer programmer in san francisco. he told me how much he liked to fly and sometimes flew with his brother.
he also told me why he was in auckland. his brother, an ex-nba player who had played with michael jordan and had won a championship with him, bought a boat and was sailing it around the world and they were currently in auckland. they were at the hotel to watch a motorcycle race which they couldn't get from their boat, them being big fans of motocycle racing and all. in a few days, they were going to set sail for tahiti and hawaii and all sorts of other exotic locations and they had hired a crew to sail the boat.
it really was a nice night of conversation. we parted ways and he wished me luck on my competition and i wished him the best of travels. i never did figure out who his brother was since i'm not really a basketball fan.
today, i was reading my time magazine while i was waiting in line at the post office. the table of contents mentioned an article about "a former nba center mysteriously disappears", which then made me think of my aquaintance, whose name was miles. i get to the article and halfway through the first paragraph i realize that this is the guy!
bison dele was the name of the nba player. he and his girlfriend serena karlan and a professional yacht captain, bertrand saldo, were sailing from auckland and miles dabord invited himself along, time reports. they disappeared in papeete, tahiti, and investigators found blood and gunpowder residue on the boat, the hakuna matata, which had its name removed. an fbi manhunt located miles in a san diego hospital in a drug-induced coma. he had actually been found on the streets of tijuana, mexico, a few days earlier.
at the end of the times magazine article, bison's agent speculates that miles did it out of jealousy, even though bison provided a lot for him.
i know i only knew him for a few hours, but i did not get this impression in even the remotest way. miles to me seemed like a really nice, gentle guy. he told me about all the cool things that he did with bison. and, well, i would never have pegged him for a murderer, much less for one who did it for money. this is all very sad and my thoughts are with him and his family.
(you can find a link to another story on this here.
00:39
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9.23.2002
corroboration
see, they DO have plastic money!
14:13
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wasting time
i am quite addicted to this game. it's good. there are also lots of other good shockwave games at this site. try some if you want to waste time.
10:54
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9.19.2002
he's just so damn transparent
HEALTH AND HUMAN SERVICES SEEKS SCIENCE ADVICE TO MATCH BUSH VIEWS
from The Washington Post, Sept. 17.
The Bush administration has begun a broad restructuring of the scientific
advisory committees that guide federal policy in areas such as patients'
rights and public health, eliminating some committees that were coming to
conclusions at odds with the president's views and in other cases replacing
members with handpicked choices.
In the past few weeks, the Department of Health and Human Services has
retired two expert committees before their work was complete. One had
recommended that the Food and Drug Administration expand its regulation of
the increasingly lucrative genetic testing industry, which has so far been
free of such oversight. The other committee, which was rethinking federal
protections for human research subjects, had drawn the ire of
administration supporters on the religious right, according to government
sources.
A third committee, which had been assessing the effects of environmental
chemicals on human health, has been told that nearly all of its members
will be replaced -- in several instances by people with links to the
industries that make those chemicals. One new member is a California
scientist who helped defend Pacific Gas and Electric Co. against the real-
life Erin Brockovich.
The changes are among the first in a gradual restructuring of the system
that funnels expert advice to Health and Human Services Secretary Tommy G.
Thompson.
11:43
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determination
today i decided that i enjoy wallowing in my emotions too much. i decided that i need to be not so pathetic about [him] because the truth is, well, it's not THAT big of a deal. he WAS really cool but guys are a dime a dozen and what i really like is feeling attractive and wanted. and that's sad because if that's all i want, well, there are plenty of guys on street corners hootin' and hollerin'. so i'm gonna try and get over it. it's just much too fun to think about him while i'm walking to class and whatnot.
02:19
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9.16.2002
:)
come to think of it, i'm just an obsessive person. what's so surprising about the last two posts? get over it!
17:16
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:(^2
then again, i was hung up on someone i knew for one hour...
16:04
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:(
how is it possible to be so hung up on someone i knew for four hours?
15:03
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from the trivial...
i love it when i buy new shampoo -- a brand i have never used or haven't used in a long time -- and my hair feels so clean and soft because the shampoo is new so there's no residue and whatever being left in my hair. and maybe, just maybe, i feel a little bit more feminine because of it. maybe i should just get some silky underwear...
10:30
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9.15.2002
insomnia
can't sleep. it's hot. but i refuse to turn the AC on.
i saw some girl giving head to some guy in a parked car. the street was fairly bustling; there were two bars across the street that were pretty busy. it was totally surreal. i mean, stuff like that is better reserved for deserted and desolate parking lots...right?...i guess?
this new zealand plan is almost in the bag. i got my passport photos taken and have my doctor's appointment tuesday. next weekend when i go home i'm going to fax my application in, which includes the payment information. and once it's paid for, well, who's gonna back out? then it's just a matter of the visas and plane tickets. i'm psyched. it's MY TURN for summer camp!
i've thought about living in LA and NY and Boston and a number of other assorted cities after i get back, although tonight NYC is leading the race. maybe i'll just live in a bunch of different places. that's kind of what i think i want to do, but i think the thing that lets me think this (are you following?) is the lack of a relationship. it's not that i want a relationship per se (although sometimes i do, quite honestly) it's just that being single gives me the freedom to do and go wherever i want. (cause who gives a shit about the ole parents?) i like that freedome. i think i'm afraid to give it up, and maybe that's one of my fears of dating. or maybe i'm destined for some terribly domestic and stable life and i have to get all the nomadic stuff out of my system now.
it's really really nice to have the 'd' key back on my keyboard.
04:50
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maybe i know now
i've partied all over the place: sydney, los angeles, new york, auckland, new orleans, boston, baltimore, the district of columbia, london, and dublin, to name several. and tonight, not for the first time, hoboken, new jersey. i think i've officially decided that new york city is my favorite place. it's easy to go someplace to just enjoy a beer and meet other people who are there to enjoy beers. that's what i enjoy. not the bumping and grinding types of places where the music is so loud you can't even hear each other scream. that's what i like; that's what i know now.
01:40
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9.14.2002
an ideaology?
i think i'm right.
if you disagree with me, i think you are wrong.
while i accept that cosmically i may be wrong,
that still doesn't mean i think you could be right.
19:24
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9.12.2002
mysteries
yes yes i know there's a lot we still don't know. but sometimes
it seems like mysteries are rare. there's this thing called the
voynich manuscript, which is written in a completly unknown language
and has an unknown origin. a brief summary and picture is here.
19:59
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9.10.2002
i remember the city more without the twin towers than with. i wasn't here long enough to have really painted in my memory where the towers go in the skyline. and i can't remember if they were visible from my neighborhood, but i vaguely recall that they were. i wish i could remember. instead, i can remember the cloud of smoke visible as i looked downtown on fourth avenue. and how at the end of that first day, the sun was setting and reflecting off that cloud in the most beautiful hues of red and pink and orange.
i can't believe it's been a year.
22:54
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even more humility
we had our first taekwondo team practice of the new academic year. ladies and gentleman, the national sparring champion on the team is the first to get injured. yes, i got kicked in the face today. actually, i guess that technically i didn't get so much kicked in the face as i punched myself in the face when i was holding this pad and some guy kicked it, just like he was supposed to, which then sent my hand flying into my chin. i think i knocked my jaw out of alignment and i'm going to have this nice, nasty bruise on my chin. there's already a bump. oh boy. this is going to be a long semester!
00:22
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9.09.2002
insignificant? not really.
a former high school classmate of mine who interned at time magazine has now published a book that has received some good reviews. the book, called "in the image", is even in the window of one of my favorite bookstores, st. mark's bookshop, which i walk by several times a day.
a current classmate of mine recently had his novel accepted by a publisher and he even sent out an email survey for its new title. that was kind of cool.
does this make me feel inconsequential? like i haven't done anything with my life? no. not really. empirically i am happy for their successes. i know that my life has had its share of successes and maybe that doesn't mean there are zillions of households who recognize my name and i don't have a book at some table at barnes and noble, but i have touched many lives and i have done many good things -- at 25 years. and i'm happy in that.
besides, with the sheer number of books that end up in remote shelves at the strand, at the very least i can be glad i'm not relegated to that fate. yet.
01:51
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9.08.2002
photo surprises
it's nice when you forget you've taken a picture because it was so long ago and maybe you had been drinking at the time. and then you pick them up and look through them and have a good giggle or outright laugh. and maybe the only thing left you have of some guy you met but is now gone forever are memories and a grainy, dark photo of his backside as he's stopping at a table to ask everyone in the bar if they want some butter. yes, that's right. butter. just butter. sigh.
18:31
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9.06.2002
slacker
my boss left early -- well, he left before me which is early since i overslept and came in late -- and now i bloggeth from work. heh.
the office here is huge. we have the entire 35th floor of this building near times square but it's EMPTY! we could fit probably about 50+ employees comfortably but I'd guess there no more than 15 in this office. and they're in the process of moving -- have been for months -- so everything is in boxes and it's just an ugly scene.
most of the people who work here are guys. until yesterday, after being here part time for several weeks, i had never been in the bathroom at the same time as someone else, which isn't so bad if you need a few minutes of paid privacy, if you know what i mean. but yesterday, twice there was someone else in there with me. CRAZY, huh? yeah i know.
yesterday i also got to interview someone in britain. i've never called britain before, i don't think. if i have i certainly don't remember that after every two or so rings, a woman breaks in and says in a dainty british accent, "we are trying your party. please hold. they know you are on the line," or something to that effect on a recording. it fits the british stereotype, no?
god i can't wait to go home.
16:39
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there's more to this world than google. really?
alternate search engines, courtesy of time magazine:
alltheweb: pretty good, will get better with time
kartoo: wins for style
teoma: wins for putting me before that thai actress
00:01
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9.05.2002
new love
obsessions don't grow over time. they happen spontaneously. at least to me. this guy is hot. i think i'm in love. move over steve.
23:05
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learn something
Chicago researchers find why uncircumcised men have more HIV
Research News Release : 4-Sep-2002
press release
A new study conducted by Chicago researchers shows that internal mucosal
layers of foreskin are more susceptible to HIV infection than cervical
tissue or the external layers of foreskin, which explains why uncircumcised
men seem to be at much higher risk for HIV acquisition than men who are
circumcised.
13:51
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mas humility?
this article on the bbc was regurgitated from a press release. i know because i did the same thing. however, her's is wrong in a few ways and basically fell into the trap of the press release. the asteroid came closer than 750,000 kilometers to 524,000 kilometers but the images taken by this team of happy press-releasing astronomers took their pictures BEFORE the closest approach. sheesh. people need to read more carefully.
then again, i take 18 hours to turn around a 300 words news story so maybe i'm the one who needs help.
12:45
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ahem
what does it mean when the pop-up ads on the website you work for, the one that pays you, annoys the hell out of you?
12:24
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don't read this
i'm going to win this contest that will send me to australia, new Zealand and the pacific as a travel writer. so don't read this and don't enter this. what's interesting is they are asking you to pay twenty bucks to join the contest. it's a deterrant, perhaps, so people aren't entering willy-nilly who aren't serious about it. at least that's what i tell myself.
tomorrow the nfl is having some kick-off show in times square. umm, hello, i work a block from there and i'm SO not going to be able to get to my subway. sniff sniff. oh woah is my life. heh.
i did it. email number two. i'm so fucked up.
01:25
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9.04.2002
an old poem i wrote to a friend while i was interning at jpl countings mars rocks one summer
an odee
words strung together all in a row
some make sense and some
do not.
They can be like pearls on a golden chain
or
they can be like rocks on a martian plain.
Strewn all over without a pattern or a plan
(save to the eye of a geolig- or a scient-
-ist and the creator of rocks, Go-
d).
Nonsensical ones are fun and punny, sometimes,
poems, that is.
or are.
But the ones that are eloquent and beautiful,
artistic, if you will,
can be moving and bring tears to the eyes
as the words speak to the heart as the bow
of a violin virtuoso moves the strings of the
violin (and sometimes a viola or cello)
More frequently chosen words can be exchanged
to amuse and entertain.
Electrons bouncing off a phosphorous screen
form letters which form words,
sent across an invisible web of computerized
stations used for the advancement of
stuff.
wow. that was really 4 years ago. oh s***.
22:55
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humility
john mayer is just TOO good of a guitar player for me. i just looked up the chords for some of his songs and there's NO WAY i'm gonna get my fingers to go that way. and no way near fast enough to make a song out of those. i am not a finger contortionist.
22:44
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enterprise
i watch too much tv. i know.
but! this enterprise show, the new star trek series, it cracks me up and makes me wonder. first, they have this girl whose breasts are so fake they scream "foam padding". second, this episode makes me wonder because they are all on shore leave and half of them are spending the entire weekend with some hot, homo-sapien-looking member of the opposite sex. why does that never happen to ME?! when i go on vacation? okay, i don't really want that but it does make me wonder if this is a common occurrence.
that's all.
20:49
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cold turkey
no more. i'm stopping. completely. well, unless something really good comes up. i'm not posting anymore of the google results that produce this site because they're mostly dirty (even if they're funny -- and disturbing!) and it propagates the whole cycle. every time i use the words g-a-y and t-i-g-h-t-y w-h-i-t-e-y together it's just like i'm begging for the pervs to come. so no more. unless, like i said, i get something completely priceless.
16:15
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well i could have told you that
MRI studies provide new insight into how emotions interfere with staying focused
Research News Release : 19-Aug-2002
(press release)
Duke University researchers have shown how emotions such as fear or horror
travel along separate paths through the brain and are more likely than
simple distractions to interfere with a person's efforts to focus on a task
such as driving.
14:00
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creepy but beautiful
here is a pretty astronomy picture that is creepy yet beautiful.
back at the ol' internship. it was nice being on vacation.
09:56
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9.03.2002
the day draweth near
i have not shared my feelings about september 11 with anyone really. i have talked academically about the state of the world and the event and everything before and after. i have discussed the journalistic response to the events and taken in much media on them. but i have not shared my feelings with a single soul, in detail, really. tears have been shed and allusions have been made to the events and the impending anniversary but i have realized that i have suppressed my FEELINGS. this makes visiting the site, with a friend from out-of-town, very very difficult and illness-inducing. this makes the thought of staying in this city on the anniversary the last thing i want to do.
02:49
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ugh
i hate being marginalized.
i was walking somewhere today and this guy in some nasty SUV called out the window and said "hey sexy". i can't be sure he was talking to me because there was someone else around, but what the hell goes through these guys' minds? does he really think he's gonna get anywhere by "flattering" women like that and then having them go over to his car window like they're prostitutes? puh-lease. and gas-guzzling SUVs are so not attractive anymore anyways.
tonight i met a guy who walks through subway tunnels and checks for loose bolts. i'll write more about this later but that was immensely interesting and he was immensely interesting in the sheer straightforwardness of his job and his demeanor and, i can only assume, his outlook on life. this happened in the subway around 2 in the morning and it is to date one of the most interesting interactions i've had. (i do have to admit that i didn't initiate it; a friend i was with did. but the reporter in me saw a good story! hee.)
GOOD NIGHT!
02:44
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9.02.2002
a good article from the bbc on american waste. it's true. some of my closest friends are massive producers of waste. it's really disheartening.
03:17
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depression
reading the newspaper depresses me. it makes me angry reading about how self-righteous we americans are and how the rest of the world sometimes kowtows to us because we have the money and the nukes. grr it makes me so mad. instead of not reading the newspaper, i think i'll do the rational thing and move to new zealand.
in similar and not so similar news, i've just been turned on to the anna nicole smith show on E! oh jeez. she'd better start a trust fund for her son daniel's therapy. i have to admit, i am morbidly addicted to it. but you read it here: i wouldn't be surprised if one day we read about how kim killed anna nicole because "she didn't love her the same way". yet another reason to leave the country.
03:11
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9.01.2002
sleeping in
it's rainy out and the coldest it's been here in this city since i don't even know when the summer has been so oppressively hot and long. perfect sleeping weather because the light makes it seem like it's early in the morning all day long and if it's early, well, then it's okay to sleep. even tho' it's now one in the afternoon and i've only recently alighted from my bed, i guess i didn't really sleep that much since i went to bed at four thirty a.m. hmm...
my belly is still full from gorging last night on the upper east side. met up with some old friends and some of their friends and after eating at this latin restaurant, we went to serendipity 3, where that john cusack movie serendipity was partially filmed. A BANANA SPLIT AS BIG AS YOUR HEAD!
13:03
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8.30.2002
jetlag sucks
i get the strangest jet lag. i hardly slept at all two nights ago. i'm talking tossing and turning for two hours before finally falling just barely to sleep before waking up twice -- once for missetting my alarm to east coast time and then again a few hours later to get ready to leave for the airport. but last night, after i got home, i didn't fall asleep until nearly five a.m. this used to happen to me when i came home from school at the end of the semester. i would stay up until 7am or some other awfully obscene hour and then wouldn't get off the nasty cycle for ages.
while i was in l.a. i decided one day, for no reason in particular, that i HAD TO HAVE the john mayer cd. it's great. check it out. despite him being all sensitive-like and singing and playing the guitar, he doesn't strike me as all THAT cute. not that that matters, but just to refute some others out there who might gush about him and all.
11:52
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http://www.dianajong.com
02:25
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mas sickos
more googling:
gay toilets "code word"
queenstown strip club
funny pics ronald mcdonald wholesome
i want to see porn pictures from africa countries like congo etc.
mia hamm naked
orio palmer
naked bachelor party pics
britons survey emigrate
adolescent gay porn gallery free [cheap bastard -- me]
weird,strange,people,places,time
tighty whities
rivalry nyu columbia
perhaps what should concern me more is that these searches actually result in my page.
02:22
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back
back in this cramped city in my cramped apartment after nine rather luxurious days in a sprawling city with cheap, decent living conditions. all my friends, from the poorest to the richest (a fair spread) have apartments many many times the size of mine. poo poo.
i'm not rushing off to move to los angeles like i felt when i returned from down under, but am seriously considering it. i know, i'm crazy and -- what's the word for it? if you look two posts down i was writing about how weird l.a. is to me. and l.a. boys still give me the creeps but some of them are so gosh darn cute, especially some who are friends of friends in certain contexts and can be trusted. i'm still going to new zealand (and i say that with as much certainty as i can while no money has yet exchanged hands) so any fanciful daydreams about moving to los angeles are in the context of a year from now. but it's something to consider. i wouldn't live there for the rest of my life, i don't think, but for a few years, it could be a good thing.
but i have a lot of mixed feelings about it. i left l.a. in the first place to go some place different because it seemed that staying after graduation was the easy thing. and it seemed like everyone was going into the same inner-city missionary type program (servant partners) and it was, in the words of a friend, lemming-like. (not that i want to trash servant partners because it does do great things but there are other cities and other people and other things to do as well.) so would going back be like giving it? it'd be easier, i think, to hang out with old friends than meet new ones and make a new community someplace else (say, NYC, for example). but the fact i discovered this week is that all those people i think have some sort of nirvana of friendship going on in southern california don't see each other all that much. it just seems they do because they tend to get together when i'm in town. and as they're started to get married and more set in careers or whatever, lives start getting even more separated and it's basically just weddings (and given enough time, funerals too). oh so sad.
i think the fix all for this is to find someone in new zealand to marry and forge my own way. perhaps. my first few days in LA, i kept thinking about how much i loved new york. the thought occurred to me as i was leaving, and emphasized by when the plane took off from newark airport and i could see the city, the city unlike anything i had ever seen.
i'm fickle. that's the word i was looking for.
02:19
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8.25.2002
observations
on the west coast they call it non-fat milk, on the east, they call it skim. once, i was at a starbucks in princeton n.j. and ordered something with non-fat milk and the barista said to me, rather energetically, "well that's not very pc."
20:51
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8.23.2002
l.a. blues
this city, even after i lived here for four years, is still weird to me. i'm at a kinko's checking my email, hoping beyond hope that someone out there will email me. BLEH. the rate here is 20 cents a minute. dude, for that i could get like 2 hours in an internet cafe down under. oh well. it just seems that EVERYTHING down there is perfect, huh diana?
last night my friend took me to THE BIG BAD VALLEY for bad pizza. he loved it, i suspect only because he ate it when he was a kid. i found it kind of weird. we had a few leftover pieces that were packed in a 6-inch by 6-inch square box ... which he proceeded to put in the trunk. does that strike anyone else as odd because i think it's the strangest thing ever.
last night we drove out to the IE (inland empire) and visited the ol' alma mater. we then tried to drive up to mount baldy and terry was CONVINCED he knew the way. we're driving through these suburban looking streets and i'm like, are you sure this is the right way? and he's all, yes, i'm sure this is right. just then we arrive at a cul-de-sac. we laughed about it for a good five minutes. :)
tonight we are going to LACMA for their jazz social/happy hour thing. i hear it's a great singles scene, not that i give a rip. LA boys give me the creeps.
19:12
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8.21.2002
the bane of editing
me again but they totally rewrote the lede. that sucks. sure, maybe my lede sucked but it still sucks to read something and then have it be all different than when you wrote it.
i'm in pasadena right now running up the tab at a cyber cafe ($2 for 15 minutes; it's way the hell cheaper in other countries), communicating with my editor because the version he THINKS he put up is different than the version that is actually up. had lunch with an old friend. i like la, despite the thick layer of smog, only because my friends are here. old friends that know you well. sigh.
18:23
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8.20.2002
vacation!
yes, i'm a lucky girl. i'm going to LA in just over 12 hours. the ticket cost me $7 (it's amazing how many frequent flyer miles one accumulates by flying to sydney and back), and i'm getting a rental car, which is really the only way to get around LA. i'm going to stay with my bestest friend terry the first night, and probably a few nights afterwards too.
terry is from southern california. he went to college in southern california and when applying for jobs wanted to stay in LA. but he ended up in DC instead. now he's back in LA (beverly hills, actually, ooh la la) and he's missing the east coast! it's amazing how much more fun life can be when you have all the public transport accessible to you. public transport facilitates drunken outings. whoo! so he's living it up in LA but he's missing DC and NY (he wants to go to law school here).
this makes me think about whether i really want to go to new zealand. hell yeah, i think, because it'll be fun and great and interesting and just downright cool. but am i really going to pass up living in the greatest city in the world? sure, i hate it here, in a lot of ways. the city is shallow and in the summer it's godawful hot and smelly and there are waaaaaay too many dogs and patches of shit on the sidewalk. but the city is so cool! it's very multicultural, there's a city camaraderie, it's accessible to everyone. and i'm meeting very very interesting people here. oy. i don't know what the hell i'm doing.
i guess at some point it doesn't really matter because i have until at least december, but i gotta send my deposit in.
01:14
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8.19.2002
i think i've figured it out
being my parents' child is much like being in a broadway production. it's like putting on a show and always having to hit your cues and notes and lines. you hvae to be well behaved when family friends are around and you have to be a high achiever so they can then brag about you to those same friends. when it's report card time, that paper had better be full of A's. you'd better do everything they expect of you or you are a hell-child, a nuisance, a pain in the ass and a disappointment.
well, that's okay because then you can turn around and use them for the only thing they're worth: money.
12:30
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wine corks
one morning a few months ago I was listening to NPR and they were discussing the virtues of different types of caps for wine. yes, traditional corks connote this image of sophistication, but sometimes they can ruin a bottle of wine because cork comes from a living thing and can harbor bacteria and such. technology has recently developed plastic corks but they can be unreliable as well. it turns out that screwtops are the best for keeping wine but they remind people of malt liquor and other cheaper, less sophisticated drinks, so winemakers are reluctant to use them. so that day on NPR, they had some chi-chi sophisticated wine expert on and he was touting the virtues of screw tops and said:
...and you don't have to worry about corkscrews,
that ridiculously antiquated phallic symbol.
i thought that was very funny.
00:10
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8.18.2002
no, i can't let it go
last night, for the first time in a long time, somebody asked me about my beliefs in god. (see previous post about 22 year old; he was a philosophy major.) it all started because he asked about my tattoos and why i got them. one is of a crescent moon and star (kind of communist-y looking, according to a friend), and the other is of a sun. picking up on the astronomical theme?
so i majored in physics/astronomy in college. the first astronomy class i took was astro 101, spring of my first year. (incidentally, we don't call freshman freshman at pomona; we call them first years.) and about the same time, i started to question my beliefs about god. i had believed in god but the christians around me i was meeting were introducing me to christianity in a whole new way and i wasn't buying it.
but all the things i was learning in astronomy -- the way the universe fits so perfectly, like the ideal jigsaw puzzle; the symmetry and sense of it all even though it's so vast and almost outside of comprehension -- was showing me that maybe there is more to this god thing. and yeah maybe it was coincidence, but a lot of ways that god works is coincidence, at least in my life, and the fact that there were all these christians around me showing me this other different yet completely fulfilling way to live, well, i started to wonder. and wonder and wonder and wonder and i finally decided at some point early that summer that i in fact did believe in god.
when the time came to get a tattoo, my first in march of 1999, i was flipping through a book of samples in a little, white, clean tattoo parlor in copenhagen, denmark. when i saw the little crescent moon with the purple highlight and the little yellow star, i thought it was perfect. and i liked the astronomical theme because it represented, in a way, my belief in god, my choosing to try and live my life in a certain way, and i could not think of anything better to put on my body -- this thing that would last forever.
so there it is.
i haven't thought about this in a long time, probably in at least a year or so. i don't find that there's a lot of occasions where people ask me about my belief in god. but he did last night. it was hard dusting off the cobwebs from those brain cells and tapping them for to think again.
23:19
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i don't know
what is my problem? when i don't like someone, i do a pretty good job of shutting him down and letting him know how i feel. but when i actually am interested in someone, i usually screw it up and give him the wrong signals, leading him to think i'm not interested. ugh!
18:19
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telephone bar and grill
i met this guy tonight in a bar. he was cute and interesting ...for a 22 year old born in 1980 who just graduated college. HA! well, i liked him anyhow.
05:11
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8.16.2002
toot toot once again
sorry, but it's still kind of exciting for me. read another story i've written. it's not the greatest, but it's there.
10:30
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8.15.2002
The Top 13 Signs You've Joined the Wrong Martial Arts School
13> Your dojo's symbol is a bullseye target.
12> First demonstration consists of falling to the floor, curling into the fetal position, and whimpering pitifully.
11> Frequent pauses while instructor tearfully stops to right his spilled pocket protector.
10> The "gis" are used hospital gowns, and the "throwing stars" are just slices of old cheese.
9> The homework is always just to watch a Jackie Chan movie.
8> The techniques are only effective if your attacker is one of the Three Stooges.
7> Instructor's low fees enhanced by take from one-on-one "pop quizzes" in dark alleys.
6> Benihana has a restraining order against your instructor.
5> Local muggers gather in the parking lot waiting for class to end.
4> Current students bark out on cue the phrase "Insurance does not exist in this dojo!"
3> You take yourself to the mat 4 out of 5 times simply trying to tie your belt on.
2> Sensei's "ancient Chinese secret" required notifying the neighbors when he moved in.
and the Number 1 Sign You've Joined the Wrong Martial Arts School...
1> Did Confucius ever really say he was "going to open up a can of whoop-ass" on someone?
okay, maybe you won't get them but i was digging through some old mail and i think they're hilarious. it's in honor of the fact that tonight is my green belt test. a part of me is indignant that i have to pay $50 to test for a belt when i'm already the national champion in that belt. sheesh.
13:40
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8.14.2002
better than google?
i was looking for some obscure company and google failed me. this other search engine called AlltheWeb.com didn't fail me. it seems pretty neat and snazzy; give it a try.
00:30
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googles continued
strip+club+denmark
david+beckham+little+sick+girl+commonwealth+games
on+the+loose+to+climb+a+mountain (!!!! YEAY!!!!!)
naked+pics+of+canberra+soccer+team
social+order+in+mccafe+culture
naked+david+beckham+body+gay+pictures
elephants+pics+free+lick
vocabulary+and+kids+amnesia
what the heck are you people out there DOING?!
00:02
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8.13.2002
karma
i used to complain that my girl scout council never sent me invitations to the adult camping weekend (aka key people), but would always send me invitations to donate money. well it's that time of the year again when key people invites go out and i've gotten THREE.
the nearest "large town" to camp is called port jervis. we always used to laugh about it for many reasons, including the fact that on the main drag, the hospital, funeral home and cemetary are all on one block, right next to each other. the hospital used to be called mercy hospital, and we'd call it "no mercy" hospital. anyway, it seems that things aren't streamlined enough so they've added an senior assisted living apartment complex right next to the cemetary.
23:52
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8.09.2002
from barbie
>>I think coming here will be really good for you, especially if you
>>aren't that happy doing what you're doing now. And adventure shit
>>is always cool and full of self-discovery. (I should write Hallmark
>>cards...)
the nice people at adventure education arranged a for two students to call me tonight so i could ask them some questions about the school and life in new zealand in general. gosh they were so nice and even tho' they were all women, their accents turned me on. sigh, i'm such a sucker. the above was part of an email from a friend who is taking a semester in newcastle, australia. she's awesome, and i think she's right. i think i'm going to go but it's hard to commit for so far into the future. ARGH! sigh.
00:17
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8.08.2002
can't i walk in peace?
i guess i should find it flattering, but not so much really.
i was walking to taekwondo tonight with my head phones on and a block away from the school this guy asks me if i know of a music store nearby. i think there's a virgin megastore at union square, over there somewhere, i reply. he then asks what i'm listening to. moby. 18. the guy then asks if it's as good as play, because every track on that was just rocking. yeah, i say. 18 kinda grows on you. next thing i know, he's introducing himself to me and i start catching on. thankfully i'm at the door to the school, i'm goiing here, i say. i'm so not interested. well why don't you take my business card, let's get coffee sometime. umm, no thanks. sorry. up the stairs i go.
i'm moving to kansas city.
the first two people i told asked me if he was cute. no. good decision, diana, they said. this city is weird.
22:09
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8.07.2002
wise words
Mayor Tadatoshi Akiba at the 57th anniversary of the Hiroshima bombing, urging a worldwide ban on weapons of mass destruction:
"The United States government has no right to force Pax Americana
on the rest of us, or to unilaterally determine the fate of the world."
23:55
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lucky fuck
i heard on npr this morning that after george w's physical, he's going to his crawford ranch for the REST OF THE MONTH OF AUGUST. umm, excuse me, doesn't he have a country to run? sure he works from there, but gosh darn almighty, what a lucky fuck. there's no way this guy ever could possibly present himself as relating to the "average guy" because most of us average folks (and i'm not even all that average in a lot of ways) don't get to jet off to some sprawling ranch for a month. sheesh. spending all that money on fuel and protection services. i can't stand our president. he's so transparent. he doesn't even TRY to hide the fact that he lives in the pockets of big business. i can't believe the people voted for him. OH WAIT. WE DIDN'T! and then that dumb over-made up kathryn harrison and the supreme court GIVES him the presidency. yes, my dislike for this man is part of the motivation for me wanting to leave this country.
but you know, it's so darn hot in texas in august, maybe i should be glad it's not me.
00:32
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8.05.2002
violated
i went to taekwondo tonight. monday is self-defense night and my coach doesn't teach; some black belt usually does. i think the one teaching tonight was hitting on me. at one point, i was trying to do this hold/maneuver and he pulled the whole put-his-arms-around-me-and-show-me-the-right-way-to-do-it routine. i felt so violated. i rushed out of class when it was over. i don't know. i don't usually think that guys are into me; that's the last assumption i make. but i was totally getting the vibes tonight. bleh. i'm so not interested, too. i've had it with tkd guys.
23:41
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I'M PUBLISHED!
yes yes, i've been published before, but this is the first time on the internet for the whole world to see!!!!!!!!! it is sort of exciting even though i didn't think it would be.
learn about brown dwarfs, by me!
11:45
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the oops of all time
from cnn:
LONDON, England (Reuters) --A British couple are getting over the shock of landing on the wrong continent after the tickets they bought for a dream holiday in Sydney took them to a sleepy town in Canada instead of the sunkissed Australian metropolis.
Emma Dunn and Raoul Sebastian, both 19, booked their tickets from London over the Internet and only realised something was amiss when they were asked to transfer to a small propeller plane in Halifax, Nova Scotia.
11:13
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