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JinxieLee
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Interests: coloring pictures, reading books, cooking in a fairly untechnical manner, swing dancing (though my skill on that front varies greatly depending on my state of restedness)
Expertise: drawing pictures, painting walls
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Member Since:
5/26/2006
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| Somehow it was a sweet sentiment. I miss Xanga sometimes too, especially the page colors, which I liked so much that I used them for a MySpace page. I just don't always want to write to Xanga (or MySpace or Facebook) because I just like to keep some thoughts quiet. Even if I don't keep them entirely to myself, I don't always want to share them with everyone I know.
Here is one thought to share, though. I won't be watching the Academy Awards on Sunday. No, sir, I have something much better to do. I shall be watching the third and final installment of Pride and Prejudice on Masterpiece Theatre. Sigh again. It's a happy thought.
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| Earlier on the radio, I heard something about grilled cheese
sandwiches. I thought, “I want a grilled cheese sandwich.” Not currently having
any bread I can eat, I was trying to think of alternatives to bread. I came up
with tortillas. Then I realized that would be a quesadilla. Which is probably
Spanish for “grilled cheese,” now that I think about it.
On a related
note, do you ever have those days when you wind up smearing peanut
butter all over everything no matter how hard you try not to?
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| And suddenly, it
was almost 1:00 and there I was being a little bit wistful while
browsing the blog of someone I knew from my last year of DLA who's
getting to study in Australia. Man...I wanted to go study in Australia
so badly, but I couldn't afford it. I'm delighted to see someone else
having such a wonderful time, but it makes me think, and it doesn't
always make me smile happily. But it is slightly past 1:00 and I've
been home for about an hour and a half from swing dancing (which was
interesting since half the people who are usually there weren't--I
guess I didn't realize how used to them I was) and now it's late and
I'm so exhausted and I really wonder what the hell happened in that
hour and a half that was so important I couldn't have left it and gone
to bed. I have a sneaky suspicion it was nothing. But....now I'm going
to bed. At least....I'm leaving the computer so I can go to bed soon.
Because this is ridiculous and I'm sleepy....or perhaps it's ridiculous
because I'm
sleepy. Hmmmm. Methinks I'm onto something. And I just found out I can
put a double dagger in my blog post. I think I will. ‡ How about that?
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| Xanga just seemed so empty without my postings, so here
I am again. As my number-one fan knows, I joined MySpace, and I've been
posting blogs there. I've been feeling a bit disloyal to my Xanga,
though. Not to mention I got messages on MySpace and Facebook as well
as an e-mail from a cashier from Dillon's who got my name off my check
and decided to not only look me up but contact me. I'm not sure how I
feel about that, and thus don't really feel like sharing a lot more
about myself right now where he can find it. I don't think he found my
Xanga page. I'm not sure, though. If so, I guess he'll find out he made
me a bit uncomfortable. I realize I've put my information out there and
it's easy to find me on Facebook or MySpace, but he pulled my name off
my check at the grocery store. Had I introduced myself, I believe I
would feel differently. I didn't, so I don't. But, I've been pretty
stressed out at work, so I decided I'd be nice and just give myself
some time to destress and become a bit more reasonable before I make
any sort of reply (if I do at all). And work is winding down now...last
day of summer paint crew is the 16th and I'm actually really looking
forward to it. I still adore my job, but this has just been a weird
summer in so many ways.
Well, I have a bicycle inner tube to change, a bicycle inner tube to
air (well, two actually after I change the one), and vehicle fluid
levels to check. I'll be going now. Have a happy day, everyone!
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| And it's probably more impressive to note that the pizza
ingredients were piled on top of a 5.75" corn tortilla, as I was out of
the larger brown rice tortillas and as it was 2:30 p.m. and I had not
eaten since 8:30 a.m., I was too hungry to take the time to make a
proper pizza crust, which would have been delightfully delicious and
probably a lot less soggy than the poor pitiful corn tortilla, but it
did its job the best it possibly could. For that, I salute it.
Great...now I'm going to have to go draw a corn tortilla superhero or
something. It'll be like the lemur socks I came up with last night. My
brain has no business telling me what to do...not with ideas like that.
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