hermionesviolin: (tired - crazy)
So, Friday began with me banging my head against the wall (figuratively speaking). The Metro asked its readers whether Isaiah Washington should make a public apology [amusingly, this overlapped with IW actually making a public apology -- see ETA to [livejournal.com profile] fox1013's post], and the consensus was yes, with agreement that his actions were hateful. But one said: Expandcut for people who don't wanna start banging their heads against the nearest wall )

[I really need a tag for this. [livejournal.com profile] fox1013's "the dangers of going out at knight" is possibly for the win.]

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There was a little snow falling Friday morning (shortly after I got in to work -- like, 9:15). I was annoyed that it had waited until I was already in the building.

Eric, on why he wasn't here the previous day: "I had a migraine the size of my left nipple -- or, wait, that wouldn't be very big, would it?"

We had lunch at the restaurant formerly known as Pho Pasteur (it even says so on their menus) for belated Eric's birthday.

I feel like I am totally over the crush thing, and yet as soon as he mentioned the street address of his new apartment I immediately went into stalker!glee! mode.

I felt so much better after lunch than I had before, and was thinking of my similar experience after CAUMC the previous night and wondering if I was turning into an extrovert -- i.e., someone who recharges their batteries by interacting with other people. I decided that no, it's just that being around people I like makes me feel happy and fulfilled in ways that my job often doesn't.

Despite good intentions, I was not motivated to do work on Friday. I did get what needed to be done done, though.

Ari was For The Win! Context is the following meme:
Reply to this post, and I will tell you my favorite icon of yours.Then post this to your own journal using your own favorite icon.
[[ I'm gonna say that "taken out of context" is my favorite of my own icons. 1. Ani, 2. Dawn, 3. so very me, 4. made it myself, 4a. am so very pleased with how it came out ]] I also did:
Comment here using the icon you think best represents me, reminds you of me, and I'll reply back with the one I feel is best suited to you. This is a fun (and possibly heartbreaking) way to see what your flist really thinks of you, and to snag new icons, as well.
over on [livejournal.com profile] offbalance's journal the other day.

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LJ is planning an LJ-specific search engine. They say they will respect privacy settings and you can opt out. I say it's about damn time they finally started doing this. I think its primary usefulness is to search one's own journal, honestly, and I adore the onset of that capability. Secondarily, I'm a big fan of being able to supplement people's often not very good use of tags/Memories.

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Singspiration: Expandin which I sing hymns and am possibly a bitch -- cut for length )

Saturday

I visited the library today. The flag out front was at half-mast. What up? Emily mentioned the same thing about HBS earlier this week. Is there a prolonged mourning period for dead presidents or something?

Yet another person has brought up the possibility of my continuing massage. Should I go back to Palmer? Getting sufficient practice hours is mad hard (though I suppose I could poll the HBS and CAUMC contingents). I am also considering taking my table back and relearning my Massage I book. This would require partitions of some sort for my living room. Anyone have any thoughts on where one could purchase fairly cheap ones? Also feel free to weigh in on the whole return-to-amateur-massage-practice issue.

And it continues to be cold. And I continue to be excited about this.
weather.com (Somerville), 4:25pm: 24°F Feels Like 7°F / Wind: From NW at 26 mph gusting to 35 mph

I went outside at one point tonight (was doing laundry and grocery shopping) and locked the door and then dropped my key. I rang the doorbell and NewRoomie let me back in. Yeah, I am very glad I got two copies of OrginalRoomie's spare made for myself. She turned the porch light on and I still did not see it. Will look tomorrow when it is light out. I seriously need to get a keychain.
hermionesviolin: (light in the darkness)
I am so stoked about the cold weather.  It makes me feel seasonal affective or something, 'cause being outside in this cold is like a hormonal endorphin boost.

weather.com
Boston, 8:45am: 8F feels like -7F
Somerville, 5:25pm: 17F feels like 6F
hermionesviolin: image of snow covered hill and trees with text "the snow with its whiteness" (snow)
I overslept like whoa this morning, but as far as I was concerned it was perfect weather in which to be walking to work in short-sleeves and no coat. ::loves::
hermionesviolin: (anime night)
According to today's Lenten meditation it's officially the first day of spring today. And just this morning I was loving the cold :)

Yes I still love the cold. Take that. [Not to invalidate the feelings of those who do not like the cold, of course. But I refuse to apologize for my joy. Besides, it's New England, who actually expects warm weather before April at the earliest?]
hermionesviolin: (anime night)
It sounds like it's hailing outside. The parked cars have thin layers of white on them. Earlier today we had the tiniest snow that melted on impact, and much of the day was misty rain that wanted to be snow. This is one weather i don't like.
hermionesviolin: (anime night)
I walked out of Stoddard, having finished my exam, now fully done with midterms, and it was snowing.

The scent of molasses was in the air this morning, but given yesterday i surely didn't expect it to snow. (New England, i should have known better.)

Yesterday, out in the beautiful "this feels like spring" i was thinking that actually i was ready for it to be spring (such a betrayal to my winter loving). I thought perhaps after the last snowstorm, which was followed too soon by a long rain, i was ready for all the dirty snow to melt and the ground to be covered with fresh bright green and colors ... but no, the snow still brings me joy, never fails. And really, i still think of March as a winter month (though honey i suspect it'll be springy on your birthday given how late in the month it is). But i'm sad that there is actually a niggling part of me that stares out the window at the falling snow and is tired of it. This is not right. I'm supposed to love the winter. Boo on a desire for spring (not that spring isn't lovely, and of course i'll love it when it gets here). I'm one of the few that isn't aching for spring, and it's supposed to stay that way.

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