nullalux: (Story)
( Jul. 24th, 2004 09:50 pm)
"It is the chiefest point of happiness that a man is willing to be what he is."

You are Desiderius Erasmus!

You have great love for others and will do just about anything to show it to them. You are tolerant and avoid confrontations, so people generally are drawn to you. You are pretty popular because you let people have their way, even when you have things figured out better than them. You are more quiet and reserved in front of strangers, but around some people you open up. Unfortunately you often get things like "what a pansy," or "you're such a liberal."


What theologian are you?
A creation of Henderson

Woo hoo! D now has his own LJ as [livejournal.com profile] tutordennis. Apparently, the narcissism is contagious.

We went fridge-shopping today, and purchased a lovely bisque 22 CF icemaker-enabled Kenmore with a bottom-freezer (id est, a freezer on the bottom, not one with buttock-chilling amenities). B is coming next weekend to pick up our fridge and the dining set to which he has (quite reasonably, I suppose) laid claim. I wish we were friends; I don't really understand why it has to be this way. I keep wanting to tell him stuff, or share this and that, and the realization that I cannot is like having a phantom limb.
EEclectic
MMeticulous
IImpenetrable
LLiterate
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I forgot how much fun [livejournal.com profile] threetimes and I can have together. I've been so wrapped up in the loss of B and the subsequent loss of myself that I've spent a lot of time trying to prove any other configuration unworkable. I thought I'd circumvented any lingering resentment I had away from my loved ones, but apparently it remained below the surface, deleterious and Hermann Hesse-like. I never forgot that I loved him, but I forgot about our powerful connection, the living and dynamic emilyandgeo that we need in order to thrive. It was static; we synthesized it, but had ceased to cultivate it. But now, when our eyes meet, I feel a flash of recognition--I see myself, I see us, and I love what I see. I love you, boo. I've missed us.
My inner child is six years old today

My inner child is six years old!

Look what I can do! I can walk, I can run, I can
read! I like to do stuff, and there's a whole
big world out there to do it in. Just so long
as I can take my blankie and my Mommy and my
three best friends with me, of course.

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No wonder I teach 1st grade. And all this time I thought it was just so my students would be shorter than I am.

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nullalux: (Mechanism)
( Jul. 19th, 2004 04:33 pm)

What Flavour Are You? Cor blimey, I taste like Tea.Cor blimey, I taste like Tea.


I am a subtle flavour, quiet and polite, gentle, almost ambient. My presence in crowds will often go unnoticed. Best not to spill me on your clothes though, I can leave a nasty stain. What Flavour Are You?


Speaking of stains, our new vacuum, the Dyson Animal, came with this godlike cleaner called Dyzolv, which removes all sorts of fesky substances (including a pervasive bongwater stain in our family room). Don't know if it works on tea, though.

We're back from Texas! [livejournal.com profile] threetimes met us at the airport with bells on, and we came right home to give everybunny much love and ear scritches. I'm just not the same without daily kitty tummy therapy. Not to mention Geo tummy rubs. I'm really looking forward to spending a weekend without traveling anywhere, except maybe to buy a new fridge and pick up the dining room table. The wedding and reception was lovely. The actual ceremony was a bit stilted (e.g. "Take heed to the sage words of the Buddha..."), but I was gratified that it was short and sans Jesus. One minor issue: who plans an outdoor wedding in Austin during July? It was easily over 100˚ (and humid, of course). I pitied those wearing suits and ties. D and I saw Spiderman 2 the day before we left, mostly to enjoy air-conditioned goodness for a couple of hours. Hotel swan update: apparently, there used to be two (brothers). One consumed a quarter thrown in by an irreverent guest, fell ill, and was violently killed by the other. The tragedian in me appreciates the storyline, but human hubris should be followed by human suffering, not, as is pervasive in our society, that of other animals.

I spend yesterday in bed, and last night at Kaiser, securing antibiotics and codeine-enhanced syrup for this icky illness I've been trying to ignore for a couple of weeks now. I rarely get sick, and I wanted to stave this one off with sheer willpower, as I usually do, but finally succumbed. I went to work today, went swimming and hiked around Lincoln Park, and I feel tons better already.

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nullalux: (Athene)
( Jul. 10th, 2004 05:56 pm)
Like many noble things, the first post is always the most difficult. But now it is done.
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