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Monday, April 7, 2003
10:56 a.m.

Well, it looks like I'm going here. It's been fun... but it's time to leave the world of food-based blogging.

(Though, on hindsight from last night, I should work on kicking or at least reducing the internet habit anyway. Up until four a.m. with blogs and the Slogan Generator? Looks like trouble to me...)


Monday, April 7, 2003
02:58 a.m.

Okay, here goes.

I've had this blog since the summer before last. It's an artifact of high school.

I think I'm going to get a LiveJournal, now, thanks to someone's generosity with activation code.

At the moment, though, I can't think of a decent name. Thought of 'benirock,' but unfortunately the double-meaning of 'rock' precludes using it. Furies. Thought of 'qwera,' which, in Google search, turns up a proliferation of Russian and Chinese websites, so that might not be the safest choice.

Mdan. Still, consider this notice. I'll be essentially moving from this site very soon... as soon as I find out what the new address will be.

(Hey, I get 4-7 hits a day. The PSA seemed worthwhile.)


Tuesday, April 1, 2003
02:49 p.m.

I'm sure Kozue has seen this already, but just for fun...

Incidentally, the person I link-hopped it from: layout envy. To the extreeme!

Stupid International Centre answering machine. I *think* I paid for my airline tickets correctly... argh, stress. I will *not* lose London. Nuh-uh.

I'm slipping in Chinese. Still don't have the G&P midterm back. A on my Modern China midterm, which was a pleasant surprise. Oh, and the last math test (before finals) is next week.. I honestly, truly mean to spend some quality time in the tutoring centre tomorrow. Seriously. Of course, all the better if I can make myself read the chapters first.. It's sort of a 'Come on, Nathie, you like this stuff, now do it already!' scenario right now...


Friday, March 28, 2003
01:28 p.m.

I've spent about an hour today fighting with e-mail attachments. Not fun. Now I just hope the printer has ink.

I'm not even looking forward to the weekend. Will I actually figure out what my paper's going to be about and put together an outline? Looks very unlikely at this point. Very ... not happy, me. And I'm hungry to boot. Whine, whine!

Note to self: learn how to do page redirects....

Today, I've wanted to have a necklace to play with. No reason, just because. Something to do while reading, for one. Why can't I focus absolutely on any one thing? Well, i suppose it has its advantages.

Oh, please, was someone expecting a point here?

London countdown: 41 days, not counting today.


Wednesday, March 26, 2003
12:27 a.m.

I have such issues with closure. Right now, I just want to call a conference of people who've passed into and out of my life and demand some sort of settlement - a final opinion statement given, a total explanation of who was thinking what, and the end. I wouldn't mind this with some of the people still in my life, either... but somehow, it's very rare to find one-on-one facetime these days. Drive me mad, so...

Tomorrow is a stress-free day, mostly. Survive classes. Go to London meeting. Oh, of course, go to work.

I need a long bath, though. And wet noodles of varying length with which to smack various people and get their attention. Fie.

Hey, what a self-absorbed post!


Friday, March 21, 2003
06:17 p.m.

See? Corporate culture does *major* damage, all in the name of ...golf.

I love what I'm hearing from the water conference. Plenty of interesting ideas.

It's definitely more interesting than the "two Marines dead, damage to the so-called 'Tever Palace" that's been running on CNN. Ugh. 'So-called'? That's just a *little* bit rude, isn't it? And I'm sorry, you won't convince me that there have been no Iraqi casualties... but I guess it's always like this in a war. Someone bring me a history book from 200 years in the future, please.


Wednesday, March 19, 2003
05:24 a.m.

Everyone else under the sun seems to be weighing in on the impending war... but it's really bound to happen, isn't it? It's been bound to happen for years. I remember having discussions about it three years ago, about how isolated the States are and how someone among the nations is bound to get irritated everntually. Terrorism? Predicted. War? Predicted.

The only thing I don't remember coming up is the painfully clear fact that the unelected President is the one pushing hardest for his empire's destruction. I suppose, in the era of Clinton, I wouldn't have thought about it. In hindsight, though, I should have - because very, very rarely has collapse come about *despite* the manoeuvrings of a competent emperor.

If anyone wants to beat me upside the head for this, please do so, by the way. I'm kind of out of it in the first place, maybe you can get me in line (either with you, or against you, right?)


Thursday, March 13, 2003
01:11 p.m.

Link stepped at the advice of Victoria, who has rather a more personal stake in these ideas:

Teenage kids used to have a more active role in society. In preindustrial times, they were all apprentices of one sort or another, whether in shops or on farms or even on warships. They weren't left to create their own societies. They were junior members of adult societies.

Teenagers seem to have respected adults more in the past, because the adults were the visible experts in the skills they were trying to learn. Now most kids have little idea what their parents do in their distant offices, and see no connection (indeed, there is precious little) between schoolwork and the work they'll do as adults.

(from Paul Graham, whose site i'll have to check out more extensively.)

That, ladies and gentlemen, is what the people who blame the media for everything under the sun don't want to confess to: It the *other*, more personal ubiquitous influences doing loads of damage here.

Oh, but everyone wants to create Chudo-Yudo's so they can hack hopelessly at their nine heads with plastic swords.

[/residual cynicism] for now


Wednesday, March 12, 2003
07:54 p.m.

Oh, my, God.* Why can't I seem to stand broadcast media for more than five minutes?

::sigh::If it's on the BBC, I'll care again. I need to get out of the living room for a while.

Oh, and i'd find the lyrics to 'End of the Century' if I had the patience right now, but... hey, it's my brian soundtrack today. Let's all act shocked.*

I say this too much lately.


Monday, March 10, 2003
04:40 p.m.


What Anime Stereotype Are You?
::chortle::


Who's Your Anime Boyfriend?
::choke::

Great how those results sorta .. don't go together...


Monday, March 10, 2003
10:45 a.m.

Oh, man. I can't even type right now. Feel like... bad. I really was going to type report.. mm, the line is short. never mind.


Wednesday, March 5, 2003
11:17 a.m.

Now for something completely Yo!

No U Turn
NO U TURN You believe in fate. For you, it's the straight
and narrow, and no turning back. If you do
make a mistake, it was ment to be, and you
don't try to turn your life around to fix it.
You believe everyone should live their life
like you.

What's Your Sign?
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Wednesday, March 5, 2003
11:02 a.m.

So, today is the day for students to strike for peace - and, surprisingly (to me) quite a few seem to be doing it. I could have considered the prospect more seriously if my linear alg midterm weren't today... but since it was, here comes the self-interested lemming, weighing in! I can actually see the protesters from this compy, right outside the window - they're holding their signs on the hill and the sidewalk, manning tables, listening to a sequence of speakers and occasional music... things. It's quite interesting, in its way.

One thing that helps me feel less selfish is what my Chinese teacher told us: As students, our studies come first, not politics. We can do whatever we want about politics, but not if it interferes with our studies. Not everyone's opinion, I know, but it's pretty much the way I see it. It's too remarkable that I've made it to college for me to do anything but give it my best - I mean, despite brain damage at birth, home life issues all through my life, the fact that none of the women in my family have stayed in school so long, and the simple economic reasons that would kill me if I hadn't been able to get a full scholarship - I'm here, and lucky to be. If I'm going to willfully throw it away even bit by bit... oh, I'd just be ashamed. I can't do it.

On the other hand, I picked up several cards to send in to congressional representatives (planning to distribute them among anyone I know who wants one). Simple action, and maybe a little more solid than standing outside the Union building with a sign that will only convince those who already believe its message.

Still, I'm glad I'm around at times like this. Things really do seem to be happening, in the big-picture sense, and it's confusing as hell... but so interesting.


Monday, March 3, 2003
11:41 a.m.

Word I use too much: people. How very hard-edged and cynical and ... useless, to overuse it and bash the world at large for the actions of a few.

It's just like grade school, really: 'Since Tyler C. and Jenny wouldn't stop talking, we'll all stay in for recess today and line up the desks.' 'Groooan!'

Um, I could go off for a while, but I should hit class instead. Amazing how effectively I've learned to kill time...


Wednesday, February 26, 2003
03:21 p.m.

Ahem. What the flowery curtain is with this ad?

Seriously. is there a connexion here that I'm missing?


Wednesday, February 26, 2003
11:27 a.m.

Messed-up quote of the day? "Why should I reject Russian blood, Russian culture, Russian land, and fall in love with the Jewish people only because of that single drop of blood that my father left in my mother's body?"

Sometimes I wonder if guys like this can possibly be serious. I guess it's just as well no one else takes him seriously anymore; he really disturbed me when I heard about him as a teenager.

Of course, now there are other idiots to worry about... ('cheese-eating surrender monkeys?' I'm still not over that one...)


Tuesday, February 18, 2003
03:58 p.m.

I need to not care about tests, and then I do well on them. I don't know if I've mentioned that my slouch class this term is Gender and Politics, but.. yeah. So how'd I do on the first test? Oh, one point below the maximum possible! Including extra credit (which is where I lost the point).

Now, granted, it was an easy test, but it boosts the ol' ego a little.

Meanwhile, how's this for an email subject? Clarification on Snowshoeing/ Judaism and nature photo shoot Hoo, yeah. makes sense in context and all, but that was quite an attention-getter at first.


Sunday, February 16, 2003
01:54 a.m.

I feel so broke. It's stressful.

I'm also endlessly hungry these days, and I have no idea why. My stomach rumbles audibly if I go for two hours without food. Okay, maybe I don't want a fast metabolism after all. You listening, metabolism? Speeding fines double in work zone! cut it out.

I had a lively day today, but I spent a lot of it wrapped up in my thoughts. I've been having such rich dreams lately, and losing them moments after I wake up.. but today's dream stuck to me like toothpaste. I couldn't remember quite enough to know what was bothering me, though, and I hate that feeling.

so that's why I was walking around like a zombie, Reiko. Sorry about that.

Forgot to mention that Kozue's car died last night... on the highway. quite an adventure, there! I hope it never happens again... Incidentally, I left my cel phone at home, the one night it was really needed. And since that's not enough to learn the lesson, I forgot it again today!

Selfslap time, perhaps?


Friday, February 14, 2003
02:08 a.m.

I do mean to stop with the quiz posts, someday, but this one cracked me up.

Typical Fanboy
You're a Typical Fanboy!

What gender pairing steryotype are you?
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Thh. Yeah.


Monday, February 10, 2003
07:17 p.m.

I did nothing this weekend except eat out and partake of slightly dangerous outdoor activities.

Fun, sure, but I really should catch up on reading, Chinese homework... yeah. My, it's sad how much this is like my high school entries.


Saturday, February 8, 2003
02:47 p.m.

What *happened* to my 'tab' key? Waah. This requires the snuffing of keyboard habits.

Ice skating was wonderful, by the way. No people troubles - it was Reiko, Iash, and Zach only. There was some sort of weak celebration downtown, so there was a live band playing in the ampitheatre by the rink. Rather cool. Skating was just the jazz, of course - one of those things I always like, then forget how much I liked it until people decide to go again.

We also went to Ichiban. It had been about a year since I went... had to pay for my own food this time, but there's nothing wrong with that. The yakisoba was more than worth it.

Gathered for gaming after that. Then I stupidly stayed up until four a.m. watching RK. Erm... an hour late for class this morning, that I was. Two hours left where that came from, that there were! And I received the fourth-highest test score, that I did. Urm... time to snap out of that. It is...


Friday, February 7, 2003
04:35 p.m.

Listening to: 'Colors' by Hikki

everything seems so wonderful right now. As soon as I typed up that paper and sent it off to Prof. T, it was like the sky was clearing for me. I think this week just weighed very heavily on me... and even though it isn't over, technically, since I have class tomorrow, I don't mind.

I'm apparently going ice-skating tonight, too, assuming Reiko gets people together. Should be wonderful... well, assuming she didn't reach one, because I'm not sure how I would deal with that particular connexion right now.

Oh, come on Nathie, you're strong enough. You could deal with it.

Yeah, sure. Still floating right now, happy in doubt... happy in completion. Just for now.


Thursday, February 6, 2003
06:02 p.m.

Ooh! Meow. If only it stays open until I get to London and have a slim possibility of going to see it. Just.. because.

Reminder to self: This is why you don't go near American news. BBC is far less depressing.


Thursday, February 6, 2003
01:20 p.m.

I want sherbet.

I have a paper to write and homework to do tonight.. this after two tests... so I'll see how long my conscience lets me fritter time away online.

I'd love to just take a nap right now, thereby enabling me to pull a late night, but it's not as easy to fall asleep in the daytime this semester. Wonder why? I'm definitely unhealthy enough.

Okay, time for more food.


Wednesday, February 5, 2003
09:30 p.m.

Amusing quiz baptism:

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You are Wicked Ways. You know you've done some bad
things in the past (or things that may not be
looked at as PC), but you can accept it...in
fact, you'd rather live the way you always do
and not care what people think. DAMN THE MAN!

What Garbage song are you?
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You are a fighter! Congratulations. You do not take no shit. Stand
up for what you believe in, but don't forget
the love!

Are you a lover or a fighter?
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