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::I am 26.3.03 ( 19:46 ) * Accomplishment. I switched the cable around when I got home from work today and I set up the rolling drawers I got from Walmart. So, I've done two tasks already. Admittedly, they took me a total of fifteen minutes but they've been bugging me (especially that whole cable thing; that's been an issue for awhile). So, two things down. I can do this. ::Val:: ( 09:39 ) * Dead Squirrels. There was a frozen pile containing five of them on our lawn when the snow finally melted. It was gross. Really gross. Fortunately, the VSB disposed of them for us one night; I cheered him on from a safe distance. Part of the frame on my bed broke, so I've been sleeping in the living room lately until I have the time/energy to fix it. I'm also taking this time to re-organize my room, so everything is in bins at the moment. Today's project is (finally!) shifting the network cable that winds its way through most of the house. I'm doing all right. Issues still abound-but I'm coping. ::Val:: 24.3.03 ( 15:46 ) * Good Day, So Far. There's not much else to say. Except I'm really disturbed by the fact that there are now captured American soldiers in Iraq. ::Val:: 22.3.03 ( 07:22 ) * Good Morning. Up before 8am (at 6:30ish really) on a Saturday morning. There has to be a rule against that somewhere. There has to be. Especially when it's your one day off. Oh well. ::Val:: 21.3.03 ( 08:37 ) * The Friday Five. Look! I'm doing it two weeks in a row on Friday! This must be some kind of record. If you had the chance to meet someone you've never met, from the past or present, who would it be? Condoleeza Rice from the present. If you had to live in a different century, past or future, which would it be? Hmm...I'm not really sure about this one. Not really sure about this one at all. I'm actually pretty happy with the time I'm living in right now. If you had to move anywhere else on Earth, where would it be? Morocco. Or the southern coast of Spain, so I could ferry to Morocco whenever I wanted. If you had to be a fictional character, who would it be? Mary Russell from the Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes mysteries by Laurie R. King. She's very cool. And a genius. Or Raven from the latest trilogy by Jessica Hall. She's got major attitude. If you had to live with having someone else's face as your own for the rest of your life, whose would it be? I think Halle Berry because she's stunning. And if you have to have somebody else's face, it might as well be a good one. ::Val:: 19.3.03 ( 18:15 ) * Coping With Food. Okay, so maybe it's not the healthiest thing in the world. But having a half gallon of good ice cream (in this case Edy's Girl Scout Thin Mint Ice Cream) in the freezer can mean the difference between breakdown and making it through one more day. :-) ::Val:: 18.3.03 ( 00:12 ) * Happy Saint Patrick's Day. Late, but it's the thought that counts. And practice tonight wasn't the screaming horror I expected. Not great but okay. I'll take what I can get. ::Val:: 17.3.03 ( 16:31 ) * The statement "Even less glad to be going to puppets later today" from my previous blog has been changed to "Would gladly slam my fingers repeatedly in a car door than go to puppets tonight". Does that give you any hint to how frustrating the telephone conversation with C. was today? And for double the fun M. hopped on the line after she was done. I called them as I was walking home and I almost started crying while I was on the phone on the street in the middle of the city surrounded by people...that's how bad that phone call was. And maybe I'd be able to have a nice, healthy conversation about how I feel and how we could work to have a better relationship if I thought I'd be able to speak without having C. make me feel like I'm 3 years old! Because that's exactly how every conversation with them has been lately. Every single freaking one. ::Val:: ( 08:39 ) * Morning. I'm glad to be home. Glad my roomie's home. Not really glad to be going to work today. Even less glad to be going to puppets later today. ::Val:: 16.3.03 ( 20:44 ) *  [frustrated groan]
Transcript: Aaaah! Okay, maybe that wasn't exactly the way I wanted to inaugurate this whole audio blogging thing, but...if you're typing you can't exactly do "frustrated groan" in brackets, it leaves a little something to be desired. But I'm...a little, well actually a lot pissed off right now, I am not in a good mood and, hopefully, maybe this time I'll actually be able to deal with it and have a nice, healthy discussion with the person who is not getting me in this good mood. But, anyways...audio blogging. Sounds cool. This has possibilities, one being able to "frustrated groan" and scream whenever I want. I don't really have much else to say, except for: I love Skip for being willing to take the time to pray with me today. All right. This is Val and this is my first audio blog. Love it. ::Val:: 14.3.03 ( 16:29 ) * Friday Five. Wow , I haven't done this in awhile. It's been even longer since I'e done one of these when it was actually Friday... Do you like talking on the phone? Why or why not? I use the phone when it's necessary, but I'm definitely not a big fan of it. There are two reasons I can think of for this. One is that I'm a tactile person. I like to have the option of touching someone when I'm speaking with them. I've supressed that instinct a lot in the past couple of years, but the urge to use touch as punctuation is still there and I get antsy when I have no way of doing it. The second reason is that I read people's body language. I'm not very good at telling how I should respond to someone from their voice alone. It makes me really uncomfortable. Who is the last person you talked to on the phone? My aunt Melissa. I'm still locked out, so she is taking me to Walmart, so I can buy provisions for the weekend. She had errands to take care of, so I'm supposed to call her back.. About how many phones do you have at home? I have a cordless in my bedroom and Skip has a cordless in the little nook outside her bedroom. And we each have a cell phone. Have you encountered anyone who has really bad phone manners? What happened? Yes, I have. I try to get off the phone as quixly as possible, but I won't (normally) say anything about it. My mother on the other hand willgive them a full lecture on exactly what they're doing wrong and will have them practice until they improve. I think she considers it a God-given duty. Would you rather pick up the phone and call someone or write them an e-mil or letter? Why or why not? I'd have to go with the letter or e-mail. I like writing. I think I express myself better in written format than I do on the phone with someone; it gives me more time to think of appropriate responses. I prefer the permanence of anything written (both as a keepsake and as proof of what you said) over the "in-and-out" of a phone call. I'm also more likely to express my emotions and what I'm really feeling in a letter or e-mail. I learned to block off speaking about things I don't want to discuss ages ago. That's all for now, kiddies. I've got to call my aunt back. :-) ::Val:: ( 13:23 ) * Best Friends. Means that when you are stupid enough to lock yourself out of the house and your roommate has gone out of town for the weekend and neither of you have given anyone an extra key to the apartment (even though it's been on your to-do list for weeks now) and you can't get in touch with your landlord, you can call her mother (because your best friend is in New England somewhere this semester) and sleep over at their house and when your best friend calls home in the morning, she's completely cool with the fact that you're sleeping in her bed and offers (what's left of) her closet for you to raid for clean clothes since of course you wear the exact same size in clothes and shoes... :-) ::Val:: 2.3.03 ( 23:52 ) * Compatible. I realized tonight just how differently the VSB and I attack certain issues. I also realized tonight that that's not a bad thing at all. We stretch each other's perspectives and that's a good thing. ::Val:: |
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