November 28th, 2003

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Not At Home Alone

I am the only person in my office. In fact, I'm the only person in the building. Maybe the only person on this whole campus? Or city? OK, just joking about the city but damn, it IS nearly abandoned. Yesterday when Caleb and I came downstairs around 4 to go to our Thanksgiving feast, the concierge jumped, since we were only the third residents he'd seen all day.

Anyway, since I'm going to be out for a week and since there is stuff I can do (in peace!!!!!) and I certainly am not somebody who wants to go shopping today (ugh! the horror!), figured I might as well. I actually didn't come in until around 10:30... Why bother with a full day or coming in early when nobody expects you to work anyway?

It was funny coming in, since it's bad weather and had decided to bike. It was so windy (about 20-30 mph) I felt like I was maybe in danger of getting blown down -- was holding on for dear live, hoping my considerable weight would be enough to keep the bike from flying. It was pretty cold and little wet out too. I must have been a sight, wearing knickers (em, knee-breeches, for Brits) and black ladies tights underneath, with a big black security guard coat.

Oh, well, back to documentation fun.
  • Current Music
    Crowded House (sounds like Julian Lennon)


Well, I've read these arguments and reactions before, from conservative blacks, but aaaaargh, stories like this frustrate me. Funny how the oppressed and discriminated against oppress and discriminate against each other.

Gay, civil rights comparison stirs anger

I had a bunch of comment written out on this but I'm cutting so as not to get all soapbox-ish (not in the mood today).

I will stand up and say I have had a number of friends here in Atlanta who are black and gay and it is a big dark Hell many of them have to live in, to deal with their families and/or their communities. Especially dreadful are the experiences that happen in church, which I thought was supposed to be a place of love, but doesn't seem to be.
  • Current Music
    "It's Tricky," Run DMC
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i am dead bored


finished documentation, will do what i have to do to leave, then jump on my bike and GET OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ice cream

Friday Five: Buying Stuff

Yes, it's the friday five.

1. Do you like to shop? Why or why not?
Hell, yes! I used to be terrified of shops (social phobia against shopkeepers) and then in college I started to get materialistic but had little money. Then right out of college I immediately got well loaded and after that, enjoyed shopping a lot more -- man, it was catch up time for sure! I will say, now that I have pretty much oufitted my home and got most of the clothes I could ever really want or need, I shop a lot less (and also do a bunch of my shopping online), but I do enjoy it. I have it as an artform almost, how I consider things and compare. I've also got a great relationship with a lot of storeowners... ironically.

2. What was the last thing you purchased?
Earlier tonight I went to the Buckhead Target with Caleb and Daniel and got a really nice black and read velour bathrobe that sort of look like a full-length smoking jacket. I also got some bird treats and cereal, but the bathrobe was the main purchase. I bought it as an alternative to the fuzzy blue bathrobe I wear most of the time I'm home (except when I sleep).

3. Do you prefer shopping online or at an actual store? Why?
Not really, although I do shop a lot online for specific types of purchases and I have also used online shopping at time when I truly could not make it to a certain story during a certain time frame, or if the store was someplace it was a pain to take the bus to. I get my pet suppliees and office supplies online a lot because it keeps me having to go to Buckhead or ride the 2 down Ponce. The main thing I buy online are books and CDs; I use Amazon and ABE about equally and the CDs I get are often purchase directly from the band or the band's small distributor.

4. Did you get an allowance as a child? How much was it?
My parents raised me in a sort of historic recreation of the Depression and thus allowance was not anything like a legitimate source of spending money. The few times I did rally for an allowance, it would be like 20 cents a weeks. My parents' attitude is that I was a child and if I earned my keep as a good child, did my chores and behaved, they would consider buying things for me. They did not, however, "owe" me an allowance and in general, they didn't believe there were many things a kid really needed to buy. Byt the time I was in middle school I started to get desperate to have at least *some* money, however, so what I would do is get weekly lunch money and then pocket it, instead making my own lunches and hoping my parents wouldn't notice the contradiction, which they usually didn't. I started my first job when I was 16, sophomore year of high school.

5. What was the last thing you regret purchasing?
The MP3 player / recorder I got just before Grissecon. I bought it to a) record my visions and b) to record stuff at the con, but it totaly failed in its b) purpose and now I think it might be broken or something. Haven't had time to troubleshoot.
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