Along with every other reasonable person in the US, I HATE the whole daylight savings time thing. It's stupid and messes with my sleeping, which is always a big "no no". Yes, I know that this was the "good change" where I "gain" an hour, however, my dislike for the concept is too strong to actually enjoy my "extra" hour.
So in honor of my anti-DST stance (and the bad mood that comes with it), my mom and I skipped out on God today to go shopping in Charlevoix. First, we had lunch at a lakeside restaurant - I ordered a yummy Mandarin Macadamia salad (really good... except that red peppers and papaya really don't taste all that good together...) Then went through all the downtown shops. My big find of the day- an antique store/boutique that only sells European items. Nothing says "I hate DST" like some fine Irish linen! :) Ha. I ended up buying an embroidered journal (French) and my mom bought me an antique amethyst pendant for Christmas. I have no idea where I'll wear it, but it's gorgeous!!!!
Feeling just a twinge of buyer's remorse on the journal. I own about ten journals and I never write in any of them. I suppose I'm in love with the concept. Blank pages = endless opportunities. (But it's still really pretty!!!)
I'll have to go back there to pick up some presents for friends. I'll bet downtown is beautiful at Christmastime. And who doesn't need/want European Shea Butter?
Mmm. Now I'm sitting in front of Desmond with a great cup of coffee. (Did I ever mention that I decided to name him Desmond?) Guess I could get used to stupid ol' daylight savings.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
Friday, October 28, 2005
Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own
I suck at blogging... or my life is too boring to fill more than one paragraph every two weeks. At any rate, I finally have something interesting to say.
Last Monday, Karen, Mike, Chris, and I went to the U2 concert at the Palace. I'm still reeling from the experience. For one thing, I left fully determined to save humankind. For another, they played "Miss Sarajevo", my favorite song- that was unexpected. It was never a "hit" and doesn't actually appear on any of the regular albums (besides the "Best of" 1990-2000 album). ...I completely lost it when Bono started to sing a NEW verse!! (I love it when he does that!) The whole thing was even better than I imagined it would be.
I also have to mention that the opening act was Gavin Rossdale's new band. Ha! I wasn't expecting to fulfill a pre-teen dream at this concert... (It's funny to think of Gavin as a "teen idol"... but he was the best we had in the mid-90s.) I suddenly want to wear flannel and avoid showering...
The strangest part of the whole experience is how much different I feel about a lot of things. I think the right thing came along at just the right time... and it has me thinking about everything. Or maybe it's just those female hormones talking.
The day after the concert, I was driving home from work, listening to "With or Without You", when I went past a small Catholic graveyard in the middle of nowhere. There was a teenage girl there, sitting cross-legged and facing a tiny grave. She was all bundled up, like she planned to be there for quite a while. I saw her from pretty far away- there's never anyone in that graveyard. As I drove closer, I noticed that she was obviously shaken... and her lips were moving. It broke my heart, and I can't get her out of my head.
Last Monday, Karen, Mike, Chris, and I went to the U2 concert at the Palace. I'm still reeling from the experience. For one thing, I left fully determined to save humankind. For another, they played "Miss Sarajevo", my favorite song- that was unexpected. It was never a "hit" and doesn't actually appear on any of the regular albums (besides the "Best of" 1990-2000 album). ...I completely lost it when Bono started to sing a NEW verse!! (I love it when he does that!) The whole thing was even better than I imagined it would be.
I also have to mention that the opening act was Gavin Rossdale's new band. Ha! I wasn't expecting to fulfill a pre-teen dream at this concert... (It's funny to think of Gavin as a "teen idol"... but he was the best we had in the mid-90s.) I suddenly want to wear flannel and avoid showering...
The strangest part of the whole experience is how much different I feel about a lot of things. I think the right thing came along at just the right time... and it has me thinking about everything. Or maybe it's just those female hormones talking.
The day after the concert, I was driving home from work, listening to "With or Without You", when I went past a small Catholic graveyard in the middle of nowhere. There was a teenage girl there, sitting cross-legged and facing a tiny grave. She was all bundled up, like she planned to be there for quite a while. I saw her from pretty far away- there's never anyone in that graveyard. As I drove closer, I noticed that she was obviously shaken... and her lips were moving. It broke my heart, and I can't get her out of my head.
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Supercomputing
I'm back!!!
After nearly a month of broken computer-hood, I have finally found the funds and the time to build myself a new supercomputer. Yea.
I haven't named the new guy yet. All I know is that he's most definitely British. Since my last computer was named Harrison, I think it's only appropriate to name this one Ewan. (It just doesn't roll off the tongue quite as easily as Harrison...) I'm still tossing the name "Desmond" round too...
So little has happened in the last thirty days... actually, it's quite pathetic. My life since June has pretty much consisted of work and nothing else. I can't wait until the end of the year, when things quiet down after Christmas. Bleh.
After nearly a month of broken computer-hood, I have finally found the funds and the time to build myself a new supercomputer. Yea.
I haven't named the new guy yet. All I know is that he's most definitely British. Since my last computer was named Harrison, I think it's only appropriate to name this one Ewan. (It just doesn't roll off the tongue quite as easily as Harrison...) I'm still tossing the name "Desmond" round too...
So little has happened in the last thirty days... actually, it's quite pathetic. My life since June has pretty much consisted of work and nothing else. I can't wait until the end of the year, when things quiet down after Christmas. Bleh.
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