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Thursday, May 2, 2002

Positives and Negatives.

Good things:
• A blooming Amorphophallus titanium, the "corpse flower." (Link via The Roommate.)
• "Focus" sports drinks with Gotu Kola and ginseng in. Does it actually do anything? Probably not. But it's tasty.
• Studying up on Russian Constructivist Design for Bingo tonight.
• Getting my roll of film sent to Stephanie for the Film Exchange Project. (Not only do we share a birthday, but she's a Holga Enthusiast too.
• I live in a country where, at least for the moment, I am not required to pray today. (Link via Reese.)
• Friends I haven't seen in a while are having a Kentucky Derby party on Saturday. Mint Juleps, mmm. Any tips on the horses?

Bad things:
• I keep mousing down to try and invoke the Dock in MacOS 9.
• Catching up with the noise about potentially unhealthy effects of soy products. I'm not sure bad science might not be involved on either side of research.
• Having to wait to get my Film Exchange film from Cory. Hurry, Mr. Postman, hurry!
• Boots with a squeak.
• A slight lingering—and slightly rancid—smell from the croissant I ate for breakfast. Am I sweating butter, or do I just need to wash my upper lip? Gross.
• The world's least inspiring project at work. I hate nodding off during stand-up meetings.

03:16 PM PST (link)

Tuesday, April 30, 2002

The Black Freighter, with a Skull on its Masthead.

Noon by the clock
and so still by the dock
You can hear a foghorn miles away
And in that quiet of death
I'll say, "Right now.
Right now!"
Then they'll pile up the bodies
And I'll say,
"That'll learn ya!"

Since my MP3 player is still on the fritz, I've been listening to my CD Walkman on the way to work instead. It's good to hear the CDs that couldn't or didn't get burned to MP3; However I think I'm going to have to stop listening to Mark Almond's "A Virgin's Tale." I can't hear his cover of Pirate Jenny without fantasizing about keel-hauling that bitch with the cellphone or that asshole on the train, or making the whole line of people in front of me buying Fast Passes walk the plank just because I was in a bad mood. I love the pirate mystique—blame too much Adam Ant in my youth—but I'm not so much for the reality of seafaring. It's all just the theatricality of it. Nevertheless, I do think I'd love a good pair of pirate boots with buckles.

10:25 AM PST (link)

Z on a Double Letter Score?

While it looks like I would have had a lot of fun at Min Jung and Bill's Taurean Birthday party, The Boyfriend called Saturday night and said he had an empty apartment; why didn't I come over to play Scrabble? How could I say no to that?

The next morning, after I scored again...I mean, after I recalculated my Scrabble Score (I misunderstood how the Bingo Bonus worked,) I struggled home under the staggering weight of my earnings (see photo). Ah, sweet victory.

Do I need to mention that I've been playing with the copy of Photoshop 7 I got this weekend? (Tokyo Skyline courtesyFreeFoto.Com.)

12:32 AM PST (link)