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I am on a Mac this is the first time I have ever actually USED one it's... strange. [/profundity]
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BEFORE all you hardcore Halo players attack me for not playing Reach sooner - I was busy with homework, work-work, chores, and Halo Wars. And before you RTS-haters attack me for playing Wars - I unashamedly like playing it and I'm totally on the road to getting all the achievements. and so BTW the reason for this entry is that I LOVE the way that my Halo: Reach personal character is the one showing up in the gameplay and cutscenes. REALLY LOVE IT. The rest is kinda boring, and I stink with either a shotty or a snipe, but I haven't gotten very far yet. GEORGE ROCKS
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I just realized that I don't have to pack a lunch tomorrow - they're holding a reception for honor students! So I'll go, pick up my certificate, shake some hands, and eat from their table. I would go and tell my Macroeconomics professor that I'm getting a free lunch, but the fact of the matter is, I worked really hard for it.
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Here's that 'tortellini' recipe I made at BrickFair! This way, it's easier to share. Prep time: 5 minutes (they lie) Cook time: 20 minutes (they still lie) Serves: 4 (yet another untruth) Ingredients: 8 oz. penne or ziti pasta, uncooked ----> You can substitute or mix in any noodle you like, including elbow (macaroni) noodles and Tortellini (I like the Buitoni brand 3-cheese tortellini.)cups (8.0z) spinach leaves (torn, baby, or large, all of them are fine) (frozen spinach works GREAT and is a lot cheaper than fresh, btw)1/4 cup olive oil2 cloves garlic, minced (more to taste)1/2 cup chicken broth1 large tomato, diced (more to taste)1 3/4 cups (7 oz) shredded Mozzarella cheese (or your favorite shredded cheese)Cook pasta according to package directions, adding spinach to water during last minute of cooking, stirring until wilted. (If you can't fit the spinach into the pot with the noodles, you can cook the spinach in another pot [small amount of water, cook until wilted], then add it to the strained noodles.) Meanwhile, heat oil in a large, deep skillet over medium heat. Add garlic; cook 2 minutes. Add broth and bring to a simmer; cook 4 minutes. *Drain pasta and spinach; add to skillet, tossing well. simmer 2 minutes, tossing frequently. Stir in tomato; heat through. Season with salt to taste. (Doesn't need any! : P) Transfer mixture to four shallow pasta bowls; top each serving with 1/4 cup cheese. Immediately toss pasta with two spoons until cheese melts. Top each serving with remaining cheese. Serve with freshly ground black pepper (optional). *That's not how I do it. I drain the pasta and spinach, and put them together in a large serving bowl. Then I add the olive oil/garlic/broth and mix. I add the diced tomatoes next, because they're refreshing when not cooked to death. I put the mozarella on last and stir it up; the people can serve themselves. Notice that if you want meat, you can easily chop chicken or use a meat-filled tortellini. Also notice that this can be a vegetarian meal, if you use a chicken broth substitute.
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I'm sure you're all familiar with the type. The one who goes by in his or her car - his or her old car which is making a ton of grating or obnoxious noise. Squeaky tire, dragging exhaust port or random shrapnel. The type that makes you say, "Get your ride fixed, you vexatious hippie!" Today I was that person. Hooray for costly replacements. This vexatious hippie's getting hers fixed.
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Did you know the German word equivalent to baloney! is quatsch? It is. Quatsch can mean nonsense and other such synonymous things, but baloney is so much better, because I was doing some German practice-reading with my dad (who knows German), when the word quatsch came up. And somehow my dad and I started singing the Oscar Mayer song, but with quatsch instead of Oscar and Mayer. But it didn't fit, so I had to hum it... or... something. I'm not really sure what was said then, because I was laughing too hard. It was a massive failure at the time, but the Oscar Mayer song has never been so funny. It was a lot of quatsch. (But now I've discovered it fits, oh yes it dooooes) My bologna has a first name - it's O-S-C-A-R My bologna has a second name, it's M-A-Y-E-R I like to eat it every day and if you ask me why, I'll saaaay... ... 'cuuuuz Oscar Mayer has a way with Q-U-A-T-S-C-H!
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I've been a busy girl. I had a full time + a part time job over Winter break (egads, but the money was good) and had time for almost nothing else (including Beast Wars beyond the point of my last entry, sorry guys). And now there's this awesome pile of mail and paperwork to be done. Spring semester starts on Monday. Guess I should start on this paperwork now, eh? Bills, ick. Although I like the looks of these W-2 forms. Tax return! Oh look, here's the new sticker to put on my car's liscence plate. Means I'm legal for another year, whoot. And a paycheck! Yay! And here's some junk from another college - no thank you, I like mine just fine and you don't have anything in my area of studies. *tosses it into the trash* I do so love throwing junk in the trash. And it's paper junk. I should buuurrn it. It doesn't actually decompose in a landfill, after all. Let's not wait. Burn it now.
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I had been avoiding Transformers: Beast Wars all my life, but recently I ended up promising some friends I would give BW a try. I promised what, 6 episodes, guys? So I got a copy of disc 1 and started watching. And I couldn't really stand it. In fact it was SO hard to watch I had to alternate it with Ben 10 Alien Force, which was also in the house. I sure enjoyed the Ben 10 (<3) but BW was just like aaauuuuuugh maaaaake iiiiiit stooooooop. My mom and my older brother helped me through it, but I think mom is going to hurt something if I ever play another BW episode within her hearing range again. I'll probably help her. My brother and I kept company by cringing and groaning simultaneously. But I DID finish watching all first 6 episodes. If there is an overused word to describe Ben 10, it's "Nooooo!" And if there is an overused word to describe Beast Wars *coughthePredaconinPowercough*, that word is "Yeeeeesss." Now I'm sealing up the Beast Wars disc and sending it back to the rental place, and then I will never need to watch it again! It will be beyond my grasp! What a great plan. Yeeeeesss.
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Folks, living in an almost-small town is GREAT, I tell ye! My family's house is at the bottom of the town's Ski hill - well actually, it's a Snowboard hill now - and there's a bunny hill right next to it. The bunny hill goes straight into our backyard (and into our blackberry bushes). But the bunny hill has never been used as long as we've been living here. Just last week we got word that the town was gonna open up the bunny hill for sledders - and this means that we would have people cutting through our yard or sledding all the way through our yard, into our trees or our blackberry bushes. (Not to mention they'll shred their inflatable tubes when they do so!) My parents were not at all happy. Dad marched right into the City Hall and informed the people there that they HAD to put up a fence or tires or something at the bottom of the hill right before our property, because frankly we don't wanna deal with the riffraff. And it worked for several reasons: 1. My dad gets things done. Always. 2. My brother and sister worked at the Ski lodge last winter and are returning this year (City is pleased with their work) 3. Lady who works in the City Hall is our next-door-neighbor. We get along great, and she knows what the hill looks like in relation to our back yard. 4. The man they sent over to survey the property was Dennis - who is the husband of a woman my mother knows very well! So my mom introduced Dennis to my dad and they got along famously. The fence was put up this morning and everybody couldn't be happier. Small town WIN.
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M'kay, so I work in a cheese factory. There's a couple lines that I'm usually scheduled to work on - them being 42, 33, and 17. 42 is old and slow and has lots of problems, and that's the one I'm on the most. It kinda runs like this. But 17 is the newest line and runs pretty fast. I was on 17 tonight. The first two hours were unfortunate; something was wrong with the scale, so the whole line was down while the techs tried to fix it. Since we who were working on the line had no work, we had to do random things like check other lines for rejects to open, or take our trashes, or open up a whole pallet of boxes full of packages that had bad seals. Then the electrician guy came and fixed our problem! Hooray! There was much joy! So happie we tossed papers in the air! Joy papers! Well actually there were no joy papers. Because even though 17 is already capable of being the fastest-running line and it already has a huge record, I guess the Techs want to beat their own record because it was running fast. I mean really fast. No even faster than that! It was going so fast it's almost impossible to check the package to make sure it's OK before it keeps going down the line and into the box packing machine! I mean so fast that even if you DO see something wrong with the package you don't even have the reflexes to grab the bad package before it's out of reach and up the conveyor belt. This is no normal speed, folks. This is .
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Can't Win The Kentucky Derby If You Leave Your Prize Stallion In The Stable!
Senjo posted a blog entry in blogs_blog_1066
Family just got back from a trip to Kentucky - the Creation Museum, to be exact. Second time going there. We got to listen to some cool speakers, see the exhibits again, and I spent a hunk of money on three huge ancient history books. 8D It was a lot warmer in Kentucky than it is here at home. Nearly 20 degrees warmer. *pulls on blouse* Kentucky is beautiful; so many trees, you Kentuckians have a beautiful state with nice air. And here I thought Wisconsin had tons of trees. We observed an alarming lack of horses and white fences, though. Not nearly enough where we were visiting. Also, my grades are in! A A A A A GPA 4.0, raised my overall GPA to 3.9. *is too tired to squeal, so simply sighs and grins in extreme happiness* I hate college, but it's nice to know I can do it just fine anyway. Also #2: I start my new job tomorrow! Factory job, at a good company, full time second shift. It means I will have lots of money for school next year and absolutely no social life. Hmmm. But I am one of the lucky ones to have a job, so thank you God, and please help me to not go crazy in this new environment. Amen! *goes to unpack her duffel bag and give her books places on the bookshelf* One of them is by Isaac Newton. -
I got my federal tax return back from the IRS. I had filled it out just fine. But then I forgot to sign it. No signature, no tax refund. My John Hancock is on it and it's back in the mail. XD
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I'm going to wear my pink lace vintage dress to church for Easter! With the ribbon-tie heels and the vintage hat I just bought. *swooshes around* I feel pretty... oh-so-pretty! So pretty and witty and briiiiiiiiight...
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It was as good an excuse as any. My retainer had fallen into the trash; there was no way on this God-given earth I was going to stick it back in my mouth unless I could have it cleaned on the molecular level. But, having no patented molecule-cleaner, I decided soap followed by boiling water would prolly cure anything. So I took our smallest pot and put an inch of water in it. I set it on the burner, turned the knob to 'hi', and waited. And watched. And waited. And continue watching that pot. Lo and behold, physics prevailed; It DID boil.
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I have printed out my Federal tax return and sealed it in an envelope; I have *gasp* hand-filled out my state tax return and sealed that in its respective envelope as well. Both are ready to be stamped and mailed - right after I buy stamps tomorrow. Seems that I used the last two yesterday. XD My then, Spring Break is winding down (grrrrrr!) and I still have a few things to do. Among them: gotta fill out that wonderful FAFSA so I may receive financial aid and continue attending college; gotta pay the mechanic for fixing my car (which decided to konk out on the highway - thank goodness my dad was the one driving at the time.) I owe an old friend a decent letter; and I promised my brother I would critique these papers for him, before he got back from his missions trip. I think I'll do that right now. I have found a new favorite song - Palladio. I suggest you go look it up right now, it's gorgeous. :3 I must learn to dance. *whips out a red pen and her brother's papers* Ah, this shall be fun.
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All I've been doing is school and chores. School and homework. Been at home, or at college. Or at work. And work again. So this morning slept in! And it was awesome. And I decided that I would go out today! And this, dear reader, was TERRIBLY exciting. But I have no money (Read: I've paid my school bills and have to fill up my car), so I went to the St. Vincent De Paul thrift shop in town. I looked aaaaall over the place, didn't find anything to buy. Rather disappointing trip! So then I went to the store to buy flowers for my family for Valentine's. Well, the flowers they had left were icky. Dying, wilting, browning. Forget those. They're not worth half that price tag! So I went to the bakery. Behold!! 40% off day-old breads and pastries and cakes!! I bought sugared ring donuts and Monkey Bread. :3 Spent $5, and had fun. (Did I mention I tried on three pretty dresses at St. Vinnie's? I did! It was fun, even if they didn't fit.) OH, and we found my lost book at the Lost & Found at the YMCA!!! HOORAY I have my book back. Ohx2, the mechanic fixed my car. It hasn't shimmied or shaken uncontrollably all week - and my dad paid for it! He wouldn't even tell me what it cost. <3
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So I have a '94 Toyota Corolla. I've had it a year, I love it dearly. The MPG serves me most well. I use it to commute to college (which is a 50-minute drive), so I'm racking up the miles quickly. Lately it's started shaking really, really hard. Randomly. Like I'll be driving down the highway and everything's fine, then suddenly, the car is rattling and the steering wheel is shaking back and forth and it's not good at all. Then a few tense minutes later it stops. Of course, I don't like this at all! So my dad and I took it into the auto shop early this morning. The guy looks at me and says, "A Corolla? Those things are tough. They last forever." And he referred to the 'shake' as a 'shimmy'. He'll look at it today and see if there's something loose or a piece of rubber snapped or something that would make the something rub against or jiggle loose or something like that. Personally, I think 'shimmy' has a certain class, a term more worthy of my wonderful Corolla. <3
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My small aquarium's heater went on the fritz! It heated the tank to over 88*F, and since my fishes aren't made to live in water warmer than 80*, they are FRIED DED. *sob* I will miss you. You were great catfishes.
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Grades are in. A A A- B+ 3.77, oh happy day! (I thought for sure the B+ would be a C!! WUT??) Anyway, recap: I had been signed up for five classes at my University at the beginning of the semester, but one of them was awful. All but one of my classes were reading- and writing-intensive, and after two weeks of misery I finally dropped that one icky class. It's a good thing I did, too, because if I HAD kept it, all my grades would have suffered horrible fates. But now I have proof that if I work hard (but don't over-do the class load), I good grades can be had in college. =D I'm all signed up for the Spring semester. I suddenly found out there was a particularly awesome professor teaching the same class I'm signed up for, but at a different time. So I got on the waiting list for HIS class. Yesterday somebody dropped so I got into it. Now I have the class I want, but there's a time discrepancy: I'll have to drop my extra 1-credit Health class because of a 15-minute overlap. It's a bit annoying, because the 1-cred Health is a Core (Gen. Ed.) and I wanted to get it out of the way, but oh well, b/c I GOT THE PROFF I WANTED. (His class better be worth it!! XP) Anyway, I'll have more time to work at the new (second) job, this one on campus.
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I am perfectly calm about final exams this week. After all, I've been working hard, have great grades; they couldn't fall by much. And if I don't know the material by now, there's no use cramming, right? WRONG. *runs around in panic-circles screaming* *reads textbooks, hard and frantic, until she needs a new eyeglasses prescription*
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Disney's Gummi Bears was absolutely my favorite kids' show ever. Probably still is! But it only came out in the US on DVD last year - and ONLY the first three seasons. (There are 6 seasons all together). BUT, the wonderful German student at the university today... well. *the german Gummi Bears theme song plays: *I squeal* *professor looks at me and smiles. German student looks at me and smiles, too, and we share a moment since we both know this old old old cartoon* Me: Is it available in Germany on DVD? Her: Of course! I am studying German and will continue until I'm (relatively or completely) fluent - so somebody please tell me: HOW DO I GET A HOLD OF THIS MAGICAL SHOW, ON DVD, FROM GERMANY? ... wheeee!!
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Have you ever tried to take a power nap... which utterly failed? *makes a crazy zombie face* Now I'm tired AND loopy! Oh hey, I should scan some comics for you guys. A couple of you have been so patient an' all. Where was I? Is Comic 5 next? I DONATED BLOOD PLASMA TODAY AND DIDN'T HAVE ANY PROBLEMS! <3 Relatively-pain-free twenty bucks, for the first time in like, ever. :3
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This first week of college has been... less than wonderful. It wasn't so much 'syllabus shock' as it was the homework shock - lots of reading and 2 papers from day one - and more every day after that. I totally freaked out. Thanks to help and encouragement from my parents and brother, I'm working through it, but I've still got tons to do. I can handle it now, but not with a smile on my face. (Well.... okay, I still have smiles left. They're just a bit harder to find under all these books.) I feel like this guy! v v v v And I, in my brilliance and desire NOT to be late to class, found the most expensive parking spot on campus. (I'm sure you've seen it before - the place one finds when the parking lot is totally full, at the end there, where there is no yellow paint? The illegal spot? Ya know the place.) Apprently I'm one of many who've received a ticket for the same reason... (then make more parking, goshdarnitall!!) ... OH WAIT. I see now! If they keep forcing students to park illegally by not providing enough parking spots, they'll eventually hand out enough Parking Violation tickets and earn themselves a handsome enough sum to add a new lot. Clever.
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A few days ago I introduced you to Mike, a staffer at a camp where I work. Go read the entry if you're curious. =p Mike and I ended up cutting towels in to washcloth-rags the other night, because the kitchen was totally out of them (and that's a Food Service Disaster!!) This process ended up making lots and lots of little fuzzies that landed all over our clothing. I brushed mine off, but Mike didn't, and he was covered in them. Weeeeelll a few minutes later I was back in the kitchen helping Kim put away more supper leftovers, when we overheard Mike, all alone in the Small Kitchen, saying out loud to no one in particular, "FuzzyWuzzy was a bear. Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair. Fuzzy Wuzzy wasn't fuzzy, was he?..." Kim, who's been a real sport about her match-making gone awry, looked at me and said, "And to think he could have been yours!"
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I work in a camp kitchen. It's my summer job. At the beginning of this summer I joked to my mom, 'So how many admirers you think I'll get this summer? ' We had a laugh. It now appears that this one staffer, Mike, is crushing on me? Flirting, or something like that. (Not that -I'D- know anything about it, but that's what Kim, my almost-middle-aged co-worker, says. My brother, also a co-worker, agrees, and now Kate, my third co-worker, agrees.) I'm not interested in Mike, BTW, and I realized I was probably too nice (that happens with me) and he may have gotten the wrong idea. Kim teases me mercilessly about Mike. If he's around, Kim gives me 'a look' and asks me if I want to go work near where Mike is hanging out. She says I should give him a try. Pffft. Now flash forward to today; Kim, Kate, and I were in the kitchen doing pizza prep and salad bar prep. Women in the kitchen do a lot of talking, and we (and by 'we' I mean 'those two') were doing a LOT of talking, and we ended up on the discussion of Christmas. Kim talked about Santa Claus, and I told her that my family 'doesn't do Santa Claus'. We do Christmas, with decorations and thankfulness and gifts, but no Santa. She was disappointed, because her family always did. "Do you do the Easter Bunny?" No. We do Easter, but nooo silly bunnies or eggs. "At LEAST tell me that you do Halloween." No. Kim was sooo sad. Then she told me that I'll "someday meet a handsome young man" and make a lot of allowances and changes when I decide I want to marry him. I told her no, no, no. I made it clear that I wouldn't change for some guy - that I'll marry a guy who thinks and lives and believes like I do. Sooooo Mike ends up in the kitchen during supper. Kim and Kate were sitting at the table eating dinner, but I'd already had my break so I was putting food away. Remember, Kim wants to set me up with Mike. Kim flags Mike down and asks him if his family does Santa Claus and all that stuff. Mike said yes. I overheard this, stopped what I was doing, and looked at Kim. I LAUGHED in her general direction. Raucously. Of course the joke was lost on Mike, but at least Kate laughed with me. Sorry Kim, all your hopes of matchmaking are DASHED!