tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56647702011-04-21T20:27:37.030-07:00<i>now a resident of late twentiesville</i>cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comBlogger1901100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1130436871968168622005-10-27T11:14:00.000-07:002005-10-27T11:46:42.530-07:00

stop calling me to help you setup your network. this isn't my job. this is what a network administrator does. in fact, this is what anyone can do. it's so simple. even if you're using 3 routers, 2 switches, 4 airport base stations, etc etc. don't get mad at me if you can't figure out which wires are going where and you have to unplug things and plug things back in. that is called troubleshooting.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1128993194391690782005-10-10T18:13:00.000-07:002005-10-10T18:13:14.450-07:00

damn y'all, i'm 27!! i knew the day would come when i'd exit mid-20s, i just didn't know it would be so soon. i spent it with the fam like i have for the last 25 years (missed 2 in france) and i realized that we're all gettin older. i mean, my sisters and bro-in law will all be in their 30s within a matter of months, and every time i see anyone's parents i see more white hair and wrinkles than

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i hate bugs. let it be known for now and for all eternity...i hate them!! i'm also scared of frogs.so whenever there's a bug in the apartment i do the stereotypical girl thing and call upon my man to take care of the infestation. what does he do? does he get a shoe or a heavy object and send this unwelcome creature into the beyond? well, sorta. if you count our doormat as such an eternal

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my left arm is tanner than my right. i've got a car with no air conditioning and dark blue leather seats. it shouldn't be 97 degrees at 5pm. i sweat during a 5 minute trip home.hurry up and fall!

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i got a promotion and an award on the same day.i love apple!

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i'm so tired. we drove straight home yesterday. the SC was good to us. we'll return.

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it took a good 11 months, but i'm back in the SC y'all. being the sympathizer that i am, i went along with andy's imposing fear of flying and we rented a car. yep, that's right. we drove all the way here. it wasn't too bad. we split up the driving over 2 days and we took turns on the road. i missed a couple of big events for this (premiere of charlie & the chocolate factory, harry potter 6

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1118366432746986652005-06-09T18:20:00.000-07:002005-06-09T18:20:32.790-07:00

so i'm a final candidate to be a mac genius at the apple retail store opening in san antonio. it all happened so fast. yesterday morning i came into work as normal. i received an email from the recruiter and we had a phone interview around 1pm. she scheduled a face-to-face interview for this morning at 8:15am with the store manager. i drove to san antonio last night, spent the night chez

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1117992393594032682005-06-05T10:26:00.000-07:002005-06-05T10:30:50.076-07:00

All last summer in case you don’t recallI was yours and you were mineforget it all?

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Horóscopo Walter...LibraUn mar de frustraciones por la caída de algunos planes o por algún fracaso en los estudios, pero si atemperas el carácter y tomas el asunto con tranquilidad, quizás en pocas horas o días, pueda revertirse la situación y aclararse el malentendido. Que te sirva de lección para que no te confíes de tus “posibles” alcances. Número de suerte: 48-69.

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if you don't know what widgets are go to apple.com/macosx and please nerd it up by reading all about dashboard. i'm using my DashBlog widget now to post this. yay...wheeeee...peace!

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yes i took that title from the history channel so sue me. um, not if you actually work for them though. i watch this channel every now and then and it fascinates me. the other day i was watching some show about caligula and asked andy why i loved history so much, i mean, beside the fact that i'm a nerd like that. he mumbled something about the past being the cause for the present. it's funny to

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spent another weekend in san antonio. it's kinda sad that my whole family is there and that they live so close to one another, but as long as i get to see them on weekends, i'm good. this weekend was particularly fun because the bf was intoxicated and silly as hell. he wasn't the only one, my brother-in-law was also drinkin quite a bit of what we'll now refer to as truth serum. the next morning

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i have finally broken free from the world of ethernet cables. i bought an airport card from ebay and it came in a very pretty package. i followed the video directions i had watched at work on installing my airport card, turned the machine on, set some network prefs, and bam! i'm wireless baby! ok, so my battery life is pathetic and i always have to be plugged in to power, but that doesn't bother

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happy new year. i had a good one. friday started early. i had some errands to run before going to the airport. i ran them in decent time and was off to austin bergstrom int'l, making a quick stop for mcdonald's breakfast on the way. waited for a good 10 minutes, though it seemed like longer. saw him comin from the wrong direction, lookin like he'd just come from a backpacking summer in europe.

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not every day, but some days, i buy a bag of cheetos crunchy and a payday candy bar from the vending machines here at apple computer. i wash this down with a small styrofoam cup of free coffee, loaded down with massive amounts of non-dairy creamer (powder form of course). having a mini routine like this makes me happy. thinkin of the nutritional value of this mid-afternoon snack makes me a bit

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just before we fell asleep, he told me he wished i could go with him. i agreed. alarm went off at 5:15a this morning. hit snooze a couple of times. left at a decent time. it was still dark. the drive was sort of a quiet one. we were both still sleepy and a little sad. he was also nervous. it's not every day one takes his first plane ride. as i drove away from the airport, racing the sunrise to

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1103163491967313102004-12-15T18:18:00.000-08:002004-12-15T18:20:49.266-08:00

does anyone else have this kelly clarkson song in his/her head every day? i know it's supposed to be a song about feeling empowered after a breakup, but i sorta change one lyric to make it tragic. since u been gone, i can't breathe for the first time. i thought that's what she said at first, but then i listened to the rest and thought she must be saying she can breathe, but come on, who can

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1101240249115901902004-11-23T12:00:00.000-08:002004-11-23T12:14:28.506-08:00

there was a boy a very strange, enchanted boy they say he wandered very far very far over land and sea where is he now?

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yes, it's been a month since i've blogged. yes, i've probably lost all my readers. oh well. so the past month has been crazy. i love october and now it's over. tomorrow's a big day as you all know. i've already bought my ticket out of long-linesville by voting early. it was all computerized this year. i remember 4 years ago doing it scantron style. it had also been 4 years since i celebrated

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my birthday's next saturday. yes, i care about it just as much as i always have. yes, i still tell people who my birthday buddies are. anyway, this year i hope to celebrate it with as many loved ones as possible after my two year disappearance from birthdayland. i believe i shall throw a party. i just moved into a new house with some cool ppl and now that i've got more than 1 friend in town, i

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1096056110436056162004-09-24T12:47:00.000-07:002004-09-24T13:01:50.436-07:00

the word in essence means some sort of separation. we all know this can have both positive & negative connotations, but when are we ready to accept them? sure, i love takin my breaks at work but did i love breaking my clavicle at age 3? honestly i don't remember. the point is, as much as breaks can help, they can also hurt. tell me your secrets and ask me your questions oh let's go back to the

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1094938095110343272004-09-11T14:08:00.000-07:002004-09-11T14:30:06.193-07:00

what is luck? i consulted good ol' m-w.com and it says somethin about a force bringing good fortune or adversity. so this means luck plays both sides. luck can get you a job at apple. luck can lead you somewhere new and unknown. it can give you hugs and kisses and comfort. good luck is all around us. so what of bad luck? is luck also responsible for a bad day? was it luck that stole your wallet?

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it's september already? i said this morning as i opened my notebook in preparation for much note-taking. i thought we were going to be learning about one thing, when in fact it was something completely different. today was probably the lowest point in all of training, but it's just b/c we're doing something new and haven't quite figured it all out yet. so i was bored, frustrated, and i had missed

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1093844010023929982004-08-29T21:50:00.000-07:002004-08-29T22:35:10.226-07:00

cristiner: it's crazy that we drove all the way out there again anonymous: but it was kia time cristiner: oh it totally was first big purchase as a grown-up with a real job: my new bed! i'm very excited about getting this thing built. i've also gotta get a mattress for it, and a cool pillowcase for the pillow i bought. g told me i should get a queen-sized pillow as part of becoming an adult. see

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leavin town tomorrow. my sleep schedule is completely off these days so after my 4hr "night's sleep," i shall be off to g's place. we're gonna drive all the way out to houston to make our yearly pilgrimage to ikea. it's been moved slightly and now has a big ol' restaurant in it. so yeah, we'll be spending all day there. who needs to see things like nasa, astroworld, downtown, etc ..when you could

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1093416956995839152004-08-24T23:48:00.000-07:002004-08-24T23:55:56.996-07:00

week three at apple is going well. i can't say what we're doing and that's why i haven't blogged about the job so far, but i can describe what i will be doing. i'm doin tech support and i've been put on a team of about 16. we're going to specialize in portables, so fire up those PowerBooks & iBooks and call me up if you have a problem. we're learning all the other good stuff too of course. gotta

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i totally want you. you're cute. you're smart. you're efficient. hell, you're even good to the environment. oh honda civic hybrid...please be mine this christmas.

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do you ever think how quickly five years can go by? not just a year or two, but five. that's a lot no matter how old you are. five years ago i was only two years out of high school, at UT. it was the year i decided to change my major from biology to french. i left my dream of being a doctor for a future of total uncertainty. i mean come on, liberal arts...like we natural science folks said at

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1092116180770662982004-08-09T22:35:00.000-07:002004-08-09T22:36:20.770-07:00

it's been exactly a year! go back and read my entire blog. then comment. ha.

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the end of an era. as i write this i shall reflect not only on the last couple of days spent with my friend, but the past 12 months that we've talked incessantly. it's crazy that it's really been a whole year. and he's still got that thyroid. one thing i forgot to mention about the 3rd night, before all the drama, there was horror. we went to ripley's haunted adventure after walking around an

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1092031167030549912004-08-09T01:04:00.000-07:002004-08-09T01:27:26.076-07:00

the saga continues, and i've decided to group days 2 & 3 together because i don't want to lose memories while spacing out the events. to make up for said grouping, this entry will feature photos. being on eastern time, i believe my internal alarm was off-kilter. normally i'm a very good sleeper unless there is something to stress about, and while one is on vacation, this shouldn't happen. for

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1091961056305634702004-08-08T02:02:00.000-07:002004-08-08T03:42:11.310-07:00

spending the last 5 days in south carolina was like a dream. over wayyyyy too soon! voilà my adventures on day one, from charlotte, nc to myrtle beach, sc. it started out like all good dreams, in the airport. i patiently waited for my host and his friend. having not eaten for 10 hours save that fun-sized bag of pretzels and 3 thimbles of orange juice on the plane, my patience was fading fast.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1091643816839197762004-08-04T11:14:00.000-07:002004-08-04T11:23:36.840-07:00

ok lady, i'm bloggin just for you. you are crazy. the conversations we have crack me up to no end. you always wanna hear something new. yet i'm old. i can't give you everything! you leave me alone crazy lady! go back to the bahamas or india or japan or wherever you come from! or start working for a change! no no no...i take it all back. i think i'll write about an imaginary scenario that could

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1091481637490423772004-08-02T19:25:00.000-07:002004-08-02T19:27:21.323-07:00

will be spending the rest of the week in caroline du sud. i hope the hurricanes don't get me! more later. am too giddy to write. yay!

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after waiting an agonizing 10 days after my face-to-face interview with apple, i finally heard from them, 3 days after they said they'd notify people. not that i care when they called, the important thing is...i got the job! i am going to work for apple. apple computers. the company with the prettiest machines out there. i'm going to meet people. i'm going to make money. i'm going to have

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1091131286688250832004-07-29T12:02:00.000-07:002004-07-29T13:01:26.686-07:00

people have friends. they call each other, make plans, hang out. sometimes they don't, and still hang out. they go to dinner, have drinks, go to movies, walk around town, chat at someone's house, etc etc. it's common to surround yourself with people to make yourself and others feel good. it doesn't even have to be a lot of people. either way, i think it's lovely, but it's something i can't seem

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1090619726058221202004-07-23T14:44:00.000-07:002004-07-26T01:19:39.136-07:00

i'll never forget you...  ...drove in that heat ...love shrimp so much ...quoting lolita at 6am ...had never seen the sun set ...serenaded via keyboard ...wore neat clothes ...saved a lost puppy ...drank all that diet coke ...liked it very bright ...downloaded cool music + vids ...and yer zack morris phone ...have such nice hair ...hwo good not the goof ...cracked me up so much ...were so

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i'm starting to want to leave. the idea of sitting around in my sister's house all day with nothing to do, sleeping too much, and being a huge loser is making me bummed as hell. it's not that i want to recapture the time i had in poitiers, because there is no such thing as reliving the past, but i want out.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1090128882905818962004-07-17T21:57:00.000-07:002004-07-17T22:37:29.880-07:00

I am currently in the midst of pondering my life. Life, its changes, the myriad of opportunities, and things of that nature constantly perturb me. I wonder why I've done certain things; I wonder why I've lived a life of inconsistency, lethargy.... Nevertheless, I have strived to somehow strike a balance between the negative and good me. I want to have children; my past doesn't affect that.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1089649828835792082004-07-12T09:27:00.000-07:002004-07-12T09:30:28.836-07:00

have had my phone interview. i was nervous at first but did well overall. fortunately i've been asked to have a face-to-face interview pretty soon. he said either this week or next. it's going to last an hour, and he gave me some tips on how to prepare. i'm excited at the prospect of really getting my foot in the door with this company. i've never thought of myself as a ladder-climber, not that

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1089531054347570222004-07-10T23:59:00.000-07:002004-07-11T00:30:54.346-07:00

most of my days are completely uneventful. a typical day since i've been back from france goes a little something like this... i wake up around noon, hang around, eat a pb & j, leave the house with dave & thomas, accidentally take a nap with dave & thomas, eat dinner, hang out some more, watch a movie or something, hang online and go to bed around 4ish. this monday however, will be different.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1089198167262423692004-07-07T02:13:00.000-07:002004-07-07T04:02:47.263-07:00

look what i found on hotjobs this morning... President & Vice President Job ID: 2rchwhtmen04 Position Type: Full-Time Temp Company Name: America (United States of) Location: Washington, DC + heavy travel expected Salary: 400k/yr, 200k/yr (respectively) Date Posted: July 6, 2004 Experience: Senior Level This is a full-time, temporary position expected to last a period of 4 years. If job is

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i wonder if life is merely a series of events keeping the curtain closed to hide the fact that everything is but an illusion. i also wonder if certain events lift the curtain bit by bit until one is left with disappointment. yes, i watched the wizard of oz the other day. so what? i could have thought of that metaphor on my own. yep, all by myself.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1088931526007687092004-07-04T01:22:00.000-07:002004-07-04T02:00:36.906-07:00

so it's independence day and i feel like writing about my own independence. no forefather talk here, just pure selfish chatter. i was in a couple with a boy for four years. from the beginning of said coupling, i was dependent. i depended on him for the logical things in a romantic relationship such as love and affection. what got out of hand was my general dependency on his company. i wanted his

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1088755455553111672004-07-02T00:50:00.000-07:002004-07-02T01:07:09.626-07:00

this post shall be dedicated to my friend who is, by now, in the motherland. i'm talking about peru of course. she's there until the 26th. i've asked for post cards, a shirt, and anything else cool. i really wish i could have gone with her, but seeing as i'm presently a failure at employment, it was impossible. what's also bittersweet about her departure is that she left on her birthday.

cristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08586359494282698512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5664770.post-1088645370555927752004-06-30T17:52:00.000-07:002004-07-02T01:05:04.776-07:00

went to the drag today. it's a famous street here in austin that's pretty much a part of campus. it used to be full of strange little shops and a few student bookstores since you know, you've gotta learn a bit while yer in college. now when i go there two things stand out the most: a huge barnes & noble and the monopolistic student bookstore (the co-op). sure, the church of scientology is still

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i've never been a drinker. i tried my first drink at 16 and didn't do it again until a couple of years later when my sister invited me to a frat party at her university. i ended up getting drunk on trash can punch and shots and threw up at the end of the night. twas not a pretty sight. my next real drunk experience came, believe it or not, on st patrick's day of this year. we started drinking

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man i hate being sick. it's like the most annoying thing in the world. even more annoying than when yer not sick and you step in dog poo. or when yer not sick and miss the bus. you know those super annoying moments. well imagine being sick and using up a box of kleenex (or whatever brand of tissue you prefer) per day because your body is trying to expel all the bad stuff. yay body, boo bad stuff.

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you know i'd love to write all of these charming stories about my new job, but believe it or not, it's over. what once seemed a decent two week gig ended up as three long, boring days. what's worse is that i can't talk about what i did in any great detail as i signed a thousand different confidentiality forms. let's just say that i was in control of the destiny of several prospective bilingual

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like i said in a recent post, it's been a month since i've been back. so i'm sure those who have read these wacky adventures of mine are wondering if i'm still keeping in touch with all the lovely people i met and became friends with during my 7 months en france. i also wonder if those who are future assistants might read this and ask what happens after the fact. the lines of communication, as

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Take the quiz: "What Kind of Pervert are You?"      You are The Intelligent Pervert, you use your mind and brain power to focus on the real deal as you may seem lustful in a way, you prefer to hide it until you have known that person better, but throwing a slight hint here and there always helps. Your knowledge of books and words to arouse them are very tempting. The mere sounds of your voice

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it's now been a month that i've been home. i feel more aimless than ever. i had all these big plans for my return. i thought i'd get it together and start looking for a job, school, etc. sadly, it hasn't happened. i've taken advantage of the fact that i'm taken care of financially and been sitting in my pajamas most of the time. ok, i do go out and spend a lot of time with dave & thomas, but i

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tonight i will be attending a midnight showing of harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban. i will be lining up 2 hours in advance. i will be wearing my slytherin t-shirt. i will be excited. wanna know the dorkiest part of all? i will not be alone!

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when thomas is asleep, i think about the past. the past: a time of freedom freedom having fun fun evoking laughter laughter making noise noise throughout late hours late hours educe the sun the sun shone brightly then then, when we were young. my sister & her husband are a couple we've known for a decade now. it's amazing that this little kid they had could put such a damper on their former,

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saturday, 29/5/04, was strange. it started off in the wee hours when i had major real world drama going on in my head. i ended up with 2.5 hours of sleep before going to have breakfast chez mes parents (which is a 45min car ride that i got no sleep in). so anyway, thomas loves my parents and when it was time to get in our respective cars and drive to houston, he started crying for "ito" and "ita"

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"life is a game and true love is a trophy" ... poses : rufus wainwright sometimes i wonder if rufus was being cynical or romantic when he wrote this. considering his works, i'd say a bit of both. anyway, that gets me to thinking... you know what's hard? life. not my life, but you know, just life in general. it never goes in any direction you want it to. not unless you're one of those people

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yet another reason not to have kids: seems these folks are overpopulating enough.

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     You're a Speak & Spell!! You nerd, you. Justbecause you were disguised as a toy doesn'tmean you weren't educational, you sneakybastard. What childhood toy from the 80s are you? / brought to you by Quizilla i am so lovin' this answer. it's no coincidence, for i was voted best speller in 6th grade. at the time i wondered if my classmates did it just to award me with something as i was

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written on paper coz i didn't have a computer nearby, 22/5/04 i'm currently spending the night at my aunt+uncle's house coz it's where my sister stays while she's in san antonio. see, my parents moved to another town a few months ago and at that time she was living with them. anyway, this house, even just driving into the neighborhood, always floods me with childhood memories. we grew up seeing

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you are the mostyou're so radyou're so freshand i'm so gladi am yoursand you are mine

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i am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar i am the son and the heir of nothing in particular you shut your mouth how can you say i go about things the wrong way i am human and i need to be loved just like everybody else does there's a club if you'd like to go you could meet somebody who really loves you so you go, and you stand on your own and you leave on your own and

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it's hot outside. fortunately, i'm inside. i like being outside though. it's so strange being in a neighborhood and having to drive everywhere. i can't just go outside and walk across the street to get a baguette or walk 5 minutes and be at the grocery store. no more drinking with friends coz someone's gotta drive. i dunno, it's just bizarre. anyway, check out the pics of the week. it's a

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glad to see that it's still on. anyway, six flags was lots of fun. i rode many rollercoasters including the titan which scared the crap out of me, but was great. my dawg g didn't ride it, but her little brother was down so we braved the 45min line and sat in the 2nd row. highlights of the whole trip include the chocolate cake at her mom's graduation party, g's mega mix cd, seeing cities that are

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me & my hetero lifemate g are going to six flags this weekend. i was thinking she meant fiesta texas, which is in san antonio, but nope, she meant the originator. it turns out that her mom is graduating (i think she got her phD or something) so friday we're gonna go to the ceremony, hang out in dallas and then spend the night in waco where her fam lives. saturday we're off to arlington to ride

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one of my best friends from high school/college was on vh1! he sent me an email yesterday to let me know beforehand, and it was so cool! he's a choreographer living in l.a. (yes, i know i just went on a tirade, but he grew up in san antonio so he knows what i mean about the lakers). he was on this show so if you have a chance, check it out in reruns. his name's michael schwandt and he's hot stuff!

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I took this (verbatim) from PoC, who got it from Cleveland, who got it from Dorothy, who got it from someone else... 3 Questions I want everyone and anyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want and I will truthfully answer it. Then, I want you to go to your blog, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

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lakers suck. i won't complain too much about the awful 2nd half i just saw, but in all honesty, the lakers are a bunch of whiny bitches who have some sort of dirty agreement with the refs to constantly swing games in their favor. it's common knowledge for anyone that watches a game. the second thing that makes them suck is their fans. a bunch of plastic people living in a plastic land with

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will work on this site over the summer. in the next week i'll take care of the little things referring to france that are now in the past, but eventually i'll just redo the whole thing. green is my fave color in case you didn't guess by now, but it's getting a bit old.

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my nephew has got to be one of the cutest babies ever. i finally heard him talk when i got to the airport, and his voice was so damn cute. i heard it again a lot the next day, and almost all of today when he was here hanging out. he's also kind of frighteningly smart. i mean, i didn't know kids could count to 10 or do the alphabet when they're not even 2. i guess they're growing up faster these

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i'm on my way just set me free home sweet home tonight tonight i'm on my waaay... home sweet hooooome!! (yes, this means i'm home and dead tired due to the lack of sleep in the past 24 hours.)

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today i spent most of the morning and well, a bit of the afternoon, lounging around chez fred in my pajamas doing nothing. i have a long to do list to get rid of before actually being able to lounge so much, but i sorta tend to do things ass backwards, procrastinate slower than yer mama, and then finally get things done. so around 2ish i hauled ass running errands and am no longer an

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ok, so it is just a coincidence that my comments provider went down after i posted that quote? it better be! scroll down to see the quote updated with its author. and wish me luck coz i don't want to be hunted and put down (like my comments provider) by big brother once i reach american soil.

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seeing as there are only 30 days in april, today is may 1st. damn i'm good at stating the obvious. no, i guess i was gonna say, wouldn't it be weird if there had been 31 days in april, coz that would make tomorrow may, get it? anyway, i'll stop with that bizarre thought coz it didn't quite translate via typing. so nothing too exciting is going on here in poitiers. i'm reminded of that time

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home. where exactly is it? i was excited to get back to poitiers today. it took a long time, and when we were getting close i realized it would be the last time i ever pull into the station to go home. the last time i see the familiar buildings and trees, followed by the tracks surrounding the train, and the giant white sign that reads POITIERS. i guess it's funny that i'll be back at the train

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ha, how lame of me to have used the way "aix" is pronounced in a pun. i'm not usually the pun type of person. anyway, i'm back from italy with very minimal sleep, but it's beautiful here in aix en provence, and it's a small enough town for me to see slowly in a few hours. see, i have to lug my backpack around so i'm not gonna be whipping around town or anything. a recap of my trip to italy would

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it's sooooo beautiful here! i love everything about firenze (florence to those unaware of its real name). fortunately the weather has been cooperating very nicely, and yes, i'm in an internet cafe, but that'll change soon. i'm planning on doing one of those bus tours coz i think it's an easy and convenient way to see the whole town and the important stuff. plus, i get to sit outside in the sun

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oh i'm back in italy and it is soooo nice. the bus ride took too damn long, but it was so worth it. i have no idea why my sister told me rome wasn't all that. coz it is. and more! oh, and i haven't even seen all the coolest sites yet. there are also the beautiful italian people. my goodness how they rock the fashion world. last but not least there is the lovely weather. despite a very light

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today was my last day at work. normally my fridays are 6hr workdays. today i only had 2hrs and they went well. i got bisous and thanks from most of the kids, and they were just generally in a good mood coz they're on holiday now. i should be excited to go to italy tomorrow, but there's just this overwhelming feeling of loss at this point. i had a last coffee with claire today, and then she left.

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claire and i officially went through our quarter-life crises together. she dyed her hair, got her bellybutton pierced, and i dyed my hair and got my lip pierced. ok, when i say dye i mean mesh, which is french for streaks. mine are purple, but very subtle and can mostly be seen in the sun. the point is that i can see it and it's all good. seriously though, there's no such thing as a QL crisis.

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so in a few hours i'm going to the piercer's with claire. claire is my english friend who you can see in halloween pics found randomly on this blog. no, i won't provide a link as i'm pressed for time. anyway, we're getting pierced! she's doing the good ol' fashioned bellybutton, and i'm going for bottom lip. on the right side. my right. your left. my current feelings are sort of strange. i'm not

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has it been a whole year? a whole year since i was having a good-bye party with assistants of yore? do you remember the tiiiime... wednesday afternoon i was dropped off from my private lesson around 4:45p and amelia had already started drinking at le dauphin. i met her there and decided i'd drink beer as long as it had some kind of sugary syrup in it. she ordered me a giant one and i couldn't

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- fréd loved the poisson goodness - my eyelids have started to twitch (read: too little sleep) - jem is truly, truly, truly outrageous

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so judi & i had been planning on playing a good joke on fréd for poisson d'avril, aka, april fool's day. we weren't sure what to do until movie night. that's when we were inspired, and then, conspired. breakdown of our poisson de fréd plan: tues night - steal his stuffed red monster & squirrel (they sort of represent judi & me). wed aft - split laundry between judi's & fréd's machines. take

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please tell me this is an april fool's joke.

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d'you ever stay up really late wandering the streets with a hilarious frenchman entertaining you? despite the fact that you wake up the next morning after only 4.5hrs of sleep, don't have time to put your contacts in, and are slightly late to class, it's worth it. oh, and if you and that frenchman are sitting outside your door and see a couple having sex in a nearby car, make as many silly jokes

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today was actually decent as far as the weather is concerned, and unfortunately, my mood seems to be changing a bit. it's kind of sad to think that i have to leave soon. at times like these the memories i first made here tend to come back in a flood. i remember getting to my apartment super tired, meeting heide a couple of days after that, going to the orientation and meeting judi & claire, judi

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ok so my previous post was in celebration of the boy friend. no, not boyfriend, but boy friend. two words. anyway, it's fun to have boy friends. they're different from girlfriends (strange that this word is appropriate unlike its male counterpart as i just pointed out). so yeah, they're different coz i feel like they're more easy-going or like, care less about certain things which makes them more

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they're so much fun. no offense ladies.

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i bought my tour thingy to rome & florence today. am very excited. tomorrow i'm gonna see some shakespeare plays or something with the kiddies and am missing movie night and the chance to meet and greet judi's parents. i think i'll meet them some time before though. anyway, she gets to miss a couple of classes and hang out in normandy this week, and my biggest thrill is going to the dentist.

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i must be lonely.

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fridays always go by so fast. i never look forward to them because i teach so many hours in a row, but really it's the fastest day of the week. i start at 8:30a with 3 morning classes at the collège, then zip off to the lycée for a noon class, then have an hour break where i get to eat for the first time all day, then prepare for my 2p class, do that, then finally dick around for a bit here in

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last night was movie night but only 3 of us watched a movie coz me & judi wanted to see basquiat at the theatre, and claire came with. it ended up being pretty good and i'd say worth the 3€ (special spring movie price), but it was kinda sad. alright, so my storytelling sucks. let me go back to movie night where the main subject of this blog originates. so we're all just hanging out at the table

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this weekend i watched at least 20 movies and loved it. they weren't very long with the exception of the pianist which i had seen before, but since it was part of the festival, figured i'd see again and on the big screen. what was really cool is that the editor & long-time personal friend of roman polanski was there! his name's hervé de luze and he's cool. anyway, this morning heide decided to

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so i feel like i'm waiting forever for this damn page to load. this network sucks and i can't even remember what i wanted to blog about! i think i was gonna mention that me & judi are doing a lot of movie-watching this weekend since there's an international film festival here in poitiers. see, i consider this all research for my future french cinema thesis that i'll be writing if i get into grad

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saw two movies in a row today, and wouldn't mind seeing another. i don't know why but i love me some movies. anyway, the first was pirates of the caribbean coz i'm about the only person in the world who hadn't seen it yet. loved johnny depp, and orlando bloom wasn't bad either. then i saw this movie called in america. it had me laughing and crying all the way through. was a tad embarassed and

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i'm home, i'm tired, so logically, i'm going out tonight. it's good to finally be home, but it's not good for my typing as i've been using all sorts of different keyboards over the past two weeks. when i was going up one of the three escalators that leads to the 76 steps that lead to near where i live, i couldn't believe i'd been away for 16 days. parts of the trip went by too quickly, and it's

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i'm in strasbourg folks. you don't know how pleased i was when we crossed the border. then at the train station...hearing and seeing french everywhere. and the french here sounds different from poitiers french. it's cool! anyway, last night me & courtenay went to a cute restaurant called le petit ours and i ate kangaroo! i think it's the meat of the future coz no, it doesn't taste like chicken,

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goodnight. so köln was a pretty cool city. i went into a super huge cathedral, walked along the rhine, went to a couple of cool parks and the highlight of my day by far was going to the chocolate museum! i got a couple of free samples, but it wasn't enough considering the place smelled like chocolate the whole time yer there and you get the samples at the beginning and middle of walking around.

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that title was one of three saved in a drop-down menu that, uh, dropped down before i even typed anything in the title space. i guess someone did some traveling and summed it up on their blog. i'm guessing it was their last post about their vacation, but i'm nowhere near auschwitz so i'm not quite sure how they "ended" there. i'm actually at a hostel in köln. i've been really tired all day so i

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