tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83937802664150002862024-03-08T11:48:09.313-08:00The Little OwlThe blog of a half Asian-American girlUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-36197991010397282992012-11-27T23:56:00.001-08:002012-11-27T23:56:51.421-08:00I'm baaaaack<p>Itching for blogging. I'm going to delete Corrugated Lore, and archive this blog for a new one. Perhaps on a new site. Fresh. </p>
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Let me set everyone straight before they start trash talking. Three years is a long time to wait for someone, it'll be three years next Tuesday. Even less if you count the plentyoffish stalking, myspace messages, and IM'ing. Three years ago I met an amazing boy, this boy and I had sparks the moment we met each other... we haven't been apart since. We tried dating, we tried the gf/bf thing, and it didn't work out, not back then, not with so much we needed to work on. Over the past three years our communication has improved tenfold. His temper subsided and was more controllable and manageable, he became more caring, loving, sweet. He started working out, changing his body to what he wanted to be. He worked, and he worked hard towards the goals that he wanted, and a lot of the goals that I wanted for him. He's turned himself into almost the perfect lifelong companion. And what have I done? In the last three years I've worked out a lot of my issues involving my family. I've worked on my anxiety and depression. My trust issues are coming along. I'm learning more how to control my emotions and take control of my life, to put myself first for once. What else? I talked a lot, I promised a lot of promises. I haven't been happy with my weight since I was 16/17 years old. And what did I do about it? Tried, failed, tried, failed... never actually did it, never tried hard enough, never really wanted it, never had the motivation. I am worried that I never will.<br />
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Over the years ppl have told me that he should just love me the way that I am, he does. I cannot fault someone for not wanting to be with me when I wouldn't want to be with me either. When I am upset and disgusted by what *I* see in the mirror. He made the effort to change everything that I wanted him to change, I didn't make that effort. So, I've lost him in that capacity for now. Maybe I'll get my act together, maybe they won't be right for each other and maybe someday we'll be Ross and Rachel. He kept saying "too little, too late," I can't fault him for not "holding his breath" any longer...three years is a long time to wait for someone. Especially after all talk I did, how could he have faith in my changing if all I ever did was talk about it and I never actually did anything.<br />
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Moral of the story, if I want this to end differently I need to stop waiting for things to happen to me and actually go out there and make things happen. Meanwhile, I might be a little sad. Give me a hug, I don't really want to talk about it, most ppl don't seem to understand, so it's just upsetting to even say anything (even to my old therapist). And like I've always said, if I don't end up meeting him at the end of the aisle, he'll be the one walking me down it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-43794930146589857102011-06-24T14:29:00.000-07:002011-06-24T14:35:06.604-07:00WO AI BAOZI!<b>Baozi </b>is the umbrella term for <b>mantou </b>that has a filling. Mantou is usually steamed, whereas baozi can either be steamed or baked. <b>Hum bao</b> is the mandarin term for bbq pork buns, <b>char siu bao</b> is the cantonese term. To all my filipino friends out there it's <b>siopao</b>, literally meaning steamed buns. Now that the vocab lesson is over, onto the "recipe."<br />
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In a discussion with my <a href="http://www.pochegauche.com/">Other Asian Half</a> it has been discovered that we both have the same cooking styles passed on from our Asian mothers, you don't measure, you eyeball, taste and adjust as needed. Which means that giving people recipes is extremely difficult. <br />
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<div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">BAOZI!</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0n06y5vogKg/TgUBe2SXwgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vtdwwKBqywA/s1600/261600_811518902710_25901638_40715089_5521415_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0n06y5vogKg/TgUBe2SXwgI/AAAAAAAAAXc/vtdwwKBqywA/s400/261600_811518902710_25901638_40715089_5521415_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br />
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<b>Ingredients:</b><br />
<i>Dough:</i><br />
All-purpose flour<br />
Warm water<br />
<div>Vegetable oil<br />
Active dry yeast<br />
Baking powder<br />
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<i>Filling:</i></div><div>White sugar<br />
Pork or Chicken<br />
Hoisin sauce<br />
Soy sauce<br />
Oyster sauce<br />
Cornstarch<br />
Sesame oil<br />
Ground Red Pepper</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>Will need:</b></div><div>Mixing bowls</div><div>Foreman Grill</div><div>Steamer (I use a rice cooker with the steamer attachment, or a wok with a steamer attachment)</div><div>Cheese Cloth/Paper towel</div><div>A stove pot</div><div>Rolling pin</div><div><br />
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<i>The night before </i></div><div>Take a bag/bowl/whatever place your meat in it, pour about equal amount of Hoisin and Soy Sauce over it until the meat is 'swimming' in the bowl, then add a bit of sugar. Mix well, puncturing holes in the meat, allow to marinate in refrigerator overnight. </div><div><br />
</div><div><i>Next day</i></div><div>Stir your bowl of meat around, make sure everything is covered and coated in sauce, place back in refrigerator.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Take your yeast, place in bowl with some warm water and sugar, whisk until foamy (or wait 10ish minutes), add a little bit of vegetable oil. Then add flour and more water until you reach the desired about of dough. Turn dough onto a floured surface and knead until the dough is smooth and elastic (about 10-15 minutes of straight kneading, this is very important!). Form a ball, place dough in an oiled bowl twice its size. Place dough in a warm place for a few hours, until it has almost doubled in size.</div><div><br />
</div><div><i>Now go watch a movie (~2hours)</i></div><div><br />
</div><div>Take your meat out, warm up your Foreman Grill, grill mean until it is cooked and charred. Cut mean into desired size, I like small cubes about the size of half a die. Now in a pot on the stove get some water boiling, add soy sauce, oyster sauce, sesame oil, ground red pepper and sugar (taste and adjust to your preferences, it helps if you've eaten them before, or else you will probably get the taste completely off, and sorry I don't have amounts for you). Turn down heat, stir in cornstarch until goey and thickened. Stir in meat. Take off heat. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Turn on steamer to get it going, place wet cheese cloth/or wet paper towel in steamer (it needs to remain wet or else the baozi will stick to it! You also have the choice of getting rice paper and cutting it into squares and cooking it on those like they do in the restaurants). Now, go find you ball of dough, place it on a lightly floured surface. Punch dough down in middle add about a quarter size of baking powder, fold in. Knead until the dough is smooth and elastic (about 10-15 minutes of straight kneading, this is very, VERY important!) Roll dough into a long roll. Cut off inch chunks, using your rolling pin make them flat circles. Center needs to be thicker than the edges! Hold dough in hand, spoon meat into center of dough, pinch dough together to form a bun. Repeat. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Once steamer has started boiling, begin placing buns on cheese cloth/paper towel. Steam buns until dough is light and fluffy, eat, enjoy, love!</div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-88942311383179673832011-05-20T09:08:00.000-07:002011-05-20T09:08:22.380-07:00Update:I think the reason I never update this blog is that I still haven't found a template that I really like. Well, hopefully this one sticks around for a while.<br />
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Lots of things have been changing, and quite frankly I'm a bit too tired to talk about them right now.<br />
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Highlights:<br />
I've bought a cat, her name is Emma<br />
I've moved to ghetto Mount Vernon, to my very own studio<br />
I'm terrible at unpacking, very VERY overwhelmed<br />
I'm ridiculously broke, like actually this time<br />
I'm behind at work, about one-two weeks behind<br />
A lot of my friends are getting on my nerves<br />
There are not enough hours in the day<br />
My back still hurts... a lot<br />
I've been using copious amounts of coffee to keep me functioning<br />
I'm, apparently, unable to operate the delayed timer on my coffee maker properly<br />
I can't find my damn coffee grinder<br />
I'm trying to read again<br />
I finally got the queen sized boxspring under my bed, still need to dispose of the full<br />
I still need to finish PAINTING<br />
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I'm exhausted.<br />
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Gym starts back up tomorrow, 8am, hopefully that'll get me to be a bit more productive, it'll at least get me feeling better again.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-46962385695206413732011-03-10T11:01:00.000-08:002011-03-10T11:01:52.717-08:00Adventure?... ADVENTURE!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><b>When? April 16, 2011 </b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><b>Time? Leaving Burlington Fred Meyers at 10am</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;">We will meet up on Saturday, APRIL 16, 2011 at 10:00am in the Fred Meyer parking lot in Burlington, WA (I've given you plenty of time to request it off work!) and park our cars on the south side of the building between Freddies and Gilkey Rd.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;">From there we shall gather up and carpool to Coupville, WA and catch the NOON ferry. There is plenty of street parking for all the carpoolers! The cost of the ferry is $2.75 one way! The ma</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">chines take Debit and Credit Cards.<br />
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Then we shall arrive in Port Townsend, dine at <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/place?um=1&ie=UTF-8&q=waterfront+pizza&fb=1&gl=us&hq=waterfront+pizza&hnear=Seattle,+WA&cid=2282244972951074739">Waterfront Pizza</a> (YUM!) and begin our PHOTO ADVENTURE! There will be enough antiques and little shops to keep us busy for a few hours! Then we will catch the 5:15 or 6:45pm ferry back to Coupville and carpool back to Fred Meyers!<br />
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<b>Required Items:<br />
A Camera! Any old camera will do, even your phone will suffice!<br />
Decent Shoes! There will be walking!<br />
A Jacket! Because it will most likely be cold!</b><br />
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Average cost of trip: $20 (gas contribution, ferry ticket, lunch)<br />
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Everyone is invited (if I didn't invite you come anyways)! I highly suggest inviting your friends and figuring out who is carpooling with whom!</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">Facebook event link: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=188219504548060">http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=188219504548060</a></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-22896035641149676532011-01-27T16:18:00.000-08:002011-01-27T16:18:02.002-08:00Power 90 eXtreme<div>January 16th is the day I began P90x. I'm doing pretty well, taking quite a few break days but I'm making it through! </div><div><br />
</div>So here's my workout schedule for the rest of "Phase One" (I've changed it around a bit to better fit into my schedule):<div><br />
</div><div><div><s>1/26: Legs and Back, Ab Ripper X</s></div><div><s>1/27: Rest </s> (yes I made today a rest day :P)</div><div>1/28: Plyometrics</div><div>1/29: Shoulders and Arms, Ab Ripper X</div><div>1/30: X Stretch</div><div>1/31: Chest and Back, Ab Ripper X</div><div>2/1: Kenpo X</div><div><br />
</div><div>2/2: Legs and Back, Ab Ripper x</div><div>2/3: Plyometrics</div><div>2/4: Shoulders and Arms, Ab Ripper X</div><div>2/5: Chest and Back, Ab Ripper X</div><div>2/6: Kenpo X</div><div><br />
</div><div>2/7: Rest or Cardio at some "offsite fitness center"</div><div>2/8: Rest or Cardio at some "offsite fitness center"</div><div>2/9: Rest of Cardio at some "offsite fitness center"</div><div><br />
</div><div>2/10: Core Synergistics </div><div>2/11: Kenpo X</div><div>2/12: Core Synergistics</div><div>2/13: X Stretch and Measure Day!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Food: 1200 calories, tracking it to the best of my ability </div><div>Water: at least 48oz a day</div><div>One protein bar a day!</div><div> </div><div><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>Current Weight: 210lbs, 33.9 BMI, Obese</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>Goals:</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>1st: </b> <i>199lbs</i>, 32.1 BMI, Obese Range</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>2nd:</b> <i>185lbs</i>, 29.9 BMI, Overweight Range</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>3rd: </b> <i>170lbs</i>, 27.4 BMI, Overweight Range - High school weight - Before July 22</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>4th: </b> <i>154lbs</i>, 24.4 BMI, Normal Range</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b>5th:</b> <i> 150lbs</i>, 24.2 BMI, Normal Range - FINAL GOAL - Before 2012</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Nothing tastes as good as being thin feels."</span></i></span><br />
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Also yesterday was day one of NANOWRIMO! I think I might do it again, which means that I need to write my little butt off today! Add my as a <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/">buddy</a>! Search: TheAtheneNoctua<br />
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Now I'm off to WRITE, WRITE, WRITEUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-86431282360384681212010-10-26T12:15:00.000-07:002010-10-26T12:16:34.744-07:00"The very PINK of perfection" - Oliver Goldsmith<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lQQ-YOfaqTU/TMHKZPKpl4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/wMBMF3Hv7Zw/s1600/IMG_20101021_213028_edit0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lQQ-YOfaqTU/TMHKZPKpl4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/wMBMF3Hv7Zw/s320/IMG_20101021_213028_edit0.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">Sarah bought a PINK wig on thursday for Ruth's Color Photo shoot on Saturday. I had fun taking a few pictures with it on. Especially after we spent an hour attempting to curl it without melting it. Also, I very much miss my long CURLY hair. It was sooo nice to not have to do my hair every day. All I had to do is wake up, get out of bed and go, go, go!!! She also bought a very nice quality one the other day! I hope it turns out well!</span></span></span><br />
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<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lQQ-YOfaqTU/TMHPDXZZG2I/AAAAAAAAALE/CMyn98Ek6Yc/s1600/548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lQQ-YOfaqTU/TMHPDXZZG2I/AAAAAAAAALE/CMyn98Ek6Yc/s200/548.jpg" width="150" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;">I seem to keep on getting busier and busier! It's like my free time has started to dwindle completely! Either that or I'm not managing it very effectively. That's probably more like it. I really do need to get my apartment FINALLY cleaned up. Especially since the one month mark is heading my way! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"><br />
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<tr><td colspan="2"><div style="padding-top: 3px;">I really think that I go out of my way to hurt myself on purpose sometimes, I have a weird sense of curiosity. I wonder if I do it so I don't feel anymore. I suppose that makes sense right? I mean right now I'm going through pictures and my heart is beating a little bit faster at the words I see, but I keep doing it. I wonder if I'm steeling myself against getting hurt. That makes more sense. I mean my mom taught me years of how I should never let close someone I care about, because THAT just blows up in your face. Oh well. Doesn't really bother me anymore. So I guess I've learned to accept it, and have successfully hardened myself. Maybe I am an "Ice Queen"...</div><div style="padding-top: 3px;"><br />
</div><div style="padding-top: 3px;">But no matter. (Which is weird because I don't feel at all depressed or annoyed or anger or anything - weird calm). Maybe I'm turning into Corley. That would be weird. But she does have so many qualities that I would love to have. She has this crazy confidence in herself where she doesn't give a shit what anyone (actually) thinks and if you want to leave you can, doesn't bother her at all. To me, I hold on to people. I think that if I'm terrible to people that they'll leave me. Another product of my joyous upbringing. I think I've finally understood that I can leave Marc be and even get pissed off at him and he will still be my friend. Which is very comforting.<br />
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What we need!<br />
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A flat piece of land/yard/whatever<br />
At least 12 people<br />
2 -3 Lawnmowers<br />
A cool red flag<br />
A cardboard house/real house<br />
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Plants!<br />
at least 2 Pea Shooters (complete with rolled up pieces of green paper to throw)<br />
at least 2 Sun Flowers (complete with paper 'sun' cutouts)<br />
at least 2 "Specialty Plants" (with whatever they throw/fling)<br />
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Zombies!<br />
at least 2 Zombies (one can wear a flotation device)<br />
at least 2 Cone or Bucket head Zombies<br />
at least 1 Zombie with a Screen<br />
at least 1 "Specialty Zombies"<br />
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I'm thinking the only person with a big yard and a cool house we could protect is Bergman... I need to do some more investigating. But, what do you all think of my idea in its infancy?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-39523500470127291252010-08-25T12:31:00.000-07:002010-08-25T12:31:02.444-07:00Yuppie (short for "young urban professional" or "young upwardly-mobile professional")<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px;"><em style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;">Yuppie</em> n. Informal A young city or suburban resident with a well-paid professional job and an affluent lifestyle.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">"Of course, that term, </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">yuppie,</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> has fallen so out of favor that we’re not even supposed to use it anymore. We’re expected to come up with a neologism—a clever 21st-century inversion of the word. But we’re not going to do that, because we don’t need to: The yuppie of 1986 and the yuppie of 2006 are so similar as to be indistinguishable. A used copy of </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Yuppie Handbook</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> recently fell into my hands. The book was published in 1984 as a jokey piece of social anthropology, and it made a slew of observations about this new American species. The yuppie’s bizarre lifestyle preferences were intended to elicit populist guffaws. Here are some of the things, according to </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Yuppie Handbook,</span></span></em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> that the budding yupster could not live without: gourmet coffee, a Burberry trench coat, expensive running shoes, a Cuisinart, a renovated kitchen with a double sink, smoked mozzarella from Dean & DeLuca, a housekeeper, a mortgage, a Coach bag, a Gucci briefcase, and a Rolex. </span></span><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Oh, har har har, that crazy yup! [...] </span></span></em></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All of which means that the archetypal yuppie of the eighties sounds precisely like, um,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">everyone you know.</span></span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Trust me: There is not a single sentence in</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Yuppie Handbook</span></span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">that could make you chuckle. By now, the entire manuscript comes across as nothing more than a rote annotation of urbane American life. “When people were denouncing yuppies, they had considerably lower incomes than yuppies, so the things yuppies spent their money on seemed frivolous and unnecessary from their vantage point,” says Cornell University economist Robert H. Frank, author of</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Luxury Fever.</span></span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">“What most people fail to anticipate is that your sense of what you need and want is very elastic. When your income rises, your consumption standard gradually adapts.”</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(</span></span></span><a href="http://www.details.com/culture-trends/critical-eye/200611/the-return-of-the-yuppie"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">http://www.details.com/culture-trends/critical-eye/200611/the-return-of-the-yuppie</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">)</span></span></span></span></i><span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Of course this all comes about yesterday while I'm wearing my Prada sunglasses, contemplating my Juicy Couture eyeglasses (and if only they came in white), but they don't, so I need to buy this pair of Dolce and Gabbana ones instead. And I realized, between that, my old Coach purse, my Dooney and Burke purse and keyring, my DKNY/Bulgari/Burberry (among many others) perfumes that I had become a yuppie. It doesn't help that I carry around my Starbucks tumbler everywhere. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">And it's not even that I make that much money. Sure I make more money then almost everyone down here, but not by much. And it certainly helps that my rent is DIRT CHEAP. </span><br />
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So are your submissions ready? Because they soon better be, I'll be mailing out our call for submissions by the end of the month, then a month later I will release our FIRST ISSUE!!!! I hope you guys are all excited, because I am. The Zine's blog will be:<br />
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<b><a href="http://corrugatedlore.blogspot.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">corrugatedlore.blogspot.com/</span></a></b><br />
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I hope you all enjoy the journey! Please either post your email address or your residential address in the comments section to receive your CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS at the end of the month. I will be sending out only USPS Post after so if you want it do make sure I have your address!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-16294668692980465912010-08-23T14:06:00.000-07:002010-08-23T14:06:13.565-07:00My Dearest Anne,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Last year I was told that if I got to my goal weight I would have any sexual fantasy I had fulfilled, and I failed. THIS year I was just, not two seconds ago, offered a deal where if I lost 30lbs by the end of the year that I would be taken on a trip (not too expensive). So here we go! I've already lost a good 30lbs from High School/College so this next 30 should be eaaaassy right? lol, probably not. So I've cut myself down to 1250-1500 calories a day. Either three 350cal meals with two 100cal snakes OR three 500 calorie meals. I'm thinking three 500 calorie meals. But I'll try and be good this time. Not like earlier this year when I was all about losing weight, lost ten pounds, went to Boston, then gained it right back. No, definitely not like that. I'll keep you posted.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">So I just finished Persuasion, I had previously not read it and only watched the movies, and I've decided that my life is SO much like Anne's. Basically, I'm Anne, Marc is Wentworth, My friends</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> are Lady Russell, the ppl Marc have been seeing are Louisa and Henrietta, and Alex is Mr. William Elliot. It totally all fits. And Alex is totally William Elliot, wanting to date me and him putting up all the cute, loving, sweet boy persona. And now when I talk to him I realize that he is back "dating" Zoey, but since she isn't putting out as much as he wants her to he's totally willing to cheat on her (saying to himself -and me- that she would understand). Which is totally what sleezy William Elliot would do. Since he told me that I've been very, very disinterested in him. "</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">All the privilege I claim for my own sex is that of loving longest, when existence or when hope is gone." ????? Oh yeah, that's me. </span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lunch time now! </span></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-88541220757331988202010-08-12T15:55:00.000-07:002010-08-12T15:55:25.983-07:00You know you haven't posted in forever when...You have nothing to post about. Well I'm not exactly sure what my intention of starting this blog is, because quite honestly I could be writing my article right now and making myself some hard earned money! But I'm not. Which is terribly unfortunate, maybe I'll try to fit it in after this post.<br />
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Which brings me to... I'm finally doing something with my major! It's wildly exciting, I'm a freelance writer now. I am an actual bonafide writer.Which of course means extra money! I'm going to try and bust out three articles a week. (being $7.50 to $15 each - which means I could potentially be bringing in $90 to $180 a month)! Sounds very exciting doesn't it?<br />
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Other than that, I've been stressing out a bit that I still haven't sold my camera yet, but I've finally decided upon a solution. If it doesn't sell on eBay tomorrow, I'm going to just return it back to BeachCamera and take the 10% restocking fee and the shipping... which takes it down about a hundred bucks. But hey, I'd rather have $800 dollars in the bank than $900 of camera that isn't doing me any good. And it's taught me quite the lesson. Also, now that I have this freelance writing position I feel a lot more secure in my money situation. It means that I can very easily start replacing all the money that I've been spending and bring my account back to a decent level of savings.<br />
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But I'm really digressing. The reason I got rid of my old blog is because it was filled with terribly personal stuff about my "relationships" and about people in my life. It was basically a blog that I used to vent about everything because I was wearing Marc out by telling him everything that was going on wrong with my life at that moment. And I have to admit I was a bit petrified about someone, somehow reading it that wasn't supposed to. It was one of those things where you want everyone to know, but you don't want to deal with the consequences of everyone knowing, ya know?<br />
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So then I decided to start everything fresh again, which meant a new blog and everything else that comes with it. And kind of a new look out on life in general. I wanted to stop being so negative and actually live life to it's fullest and actually allow myself to be happy.<br />
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So here I am trying to be happy. I'll post more later, hmm?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-19631710237038958092010-08-04T11:39:00.000-07:002010-08-04T11:39:34.912-07:00Life lessons come with buckets of stressJuly 27th - After a week of researching cameras and companies I settled upon Provantage.com and their "special order" version of the Canon EOS Rebel T2i (which said it'd take an average of 3-6 business days to ship). It's $840 plus $16 odd dollars in shipping. So for decent $866 and some change I got an awesome camera...<br />
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days pass, order is still "processing" and I'm reading review after review about how it took a month for ppl to get their "special order" products.<br />
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July 30th - Called Provantage it's 4pm p.s.t. and they're already closed.<br />
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August 2nd - Called Provantage and asked when they're going to ship, was told that the estimated ship date was Aug 12th. I asked if it would, for sure, be shipped on that date I was told no, that it might be later. So I cancelled that order.<br />
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Later that day I decided to get the same camera from Buy.com for $30 ish more.<br />
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August 3rd - Buy.com shipped my camera<br />
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August 4th - Provantage shipped my camera... WTF!?!?!?!?<br />
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Called Provantage and was like... ummm I cancelled my order... they told me too late! and that if I wanted my money back I needed to refuse the package, which will have it returned back to the warehouse which would then email Provantage and tell them to give me a refund. k....<br />
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Called Fedex - refused package, send it back! Done, Done, Done!<br />
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Called WECU - can you stop this charge from hitting my account?! Nope, sorry<br />
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Called Provantage - sooo... just confirming I'll get my money back right? Yes Will you take anything out? Yeah, you probably won't get your $16 some dollars in shipping back... fuck.<br />
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So now I'm stressed out that something will happen that makes my package not get recognized by the warehouse, that Provantage won't give two shits and I won't get my money back. Not to mention the $50ish dollars that I've lost in trying to find a "good deal." FML<br />
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Hopefully this will all work itself out by next week...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-61763154106348663912010-08-03T11:26:00.000-07:002010-08-03T11:28:12.110-07:00GamerGirls<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table>Ok, the more and more I think about this idea the more I like it and REALLY want to do it. I think we could make some really good ad money on this endeavor, and on top of that, it'd be super fun! We would set up a blog / twitter / facebook for GamerGirls, every three months or so we would have a photo shoot. And specific blogs (Mine, Sarah, Victoria, Dazzle, Mikey, Riley's) would get some lower dpi "teaser" photos a week or so prior to our "release date." We wouldn't do any nude photos, so nothing that we would be ashamed to see floating around the interwebs. Then on our "release" we would post the high quality, highly photoshoped, and tweaked to amazingness, photos.<br />
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Or even have the blogs have a "preview" our the collection then release a photo a day so we can get the most use out of each shoot!<br />
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So I'm thinking artsy, classy, sexy photos where we would be using props (like the one pictured) or even nerdy things painted on ourselves, basically whatever we come up with.<br />
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We can have monthly meetings where we pool all of our ideas and come up with a "theme" for the next few months and do a shoot based off of that. Maybe even have a tiny Zine that gets passed around, thus creating more web traffic and more ad money rolling in.<br />
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So all I know right now, is that this is going to be truly fantastic. I hope you all can join me in this.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8393780266415000286.post-35200797759515966342010-07-28T12:08:00.000-07:002010-07-28T12:08:57.480-07:00If you don't know where you're going, any road will get you there.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My other blog/reader/gmail/hotmail/docs/picasa/calendar/youtube/talk was getting really bogged down by lots of crap that I had found vaguely interesting at one point in time, and now no longer do. I figure since I've had it up and running for so long, since almost the beginning of these programs, that it would take absolutely forever to get everything cleared out and to where I wanted it to be. I also have been striving, for a very long time, to have just one "identity" online. So now, for the most part, I do. Aside from my deviantART which will not left me change my account name, and considering how I've been on that site for 6 years now (so I actually have some seniority somewhere) I really didn't feel like creating a new one. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So basically I'm doing a massive overhaul, and it's actually turning out to be a lot more work that I had originally anticipated. It's amazing how many different websites that one tends to get signed up for that we don't really remember or keep track of. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But I digress... so </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">TheAtheneNoctua@gmail.com </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> is going to be my new primary email address, I will keep the others up and running for now while - which probably means I'll check my hotmail maybe once every few months and will just skim the emails, and my other gmail probably get checked around once a week or so. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In case you're still confused: this is Nancy Swope :)</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0