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Just finished the third Harry Potter book, and, to tell you the truth, not without a sigh of relief. This book project is starting to feel like just that - a project. It is a chore that I have to work through, no matter how much blood, sweat and tears it will cost. That is not the way to read any book, I know, but...
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the_matt79:
I am the same way about reading books in order as far as series are concerned, the thing that really peaves me off is when I will read a book and get into it decently far, and realize that it is number two or three in a series, but I can't not finish it, I mean I started it I have to finish it, so then I am all out of sorts.

I plodded my way through the Potter books when the last one came out, and was enjoying re-reading them at a reasonable pace, but then suddenly I was starting number 5 when 7 hit my mailbox, so then I had to try to get through 5 and 6 as fast as I could to see what happened in 7, so they weren't as enjoyable because of that.

When I get like that I do feel guilty, like I am not doing what the writer would want me to do, but in actuality I am because I am reading it in the first place, I just wish I would think more when reading, instead of a couple weeks later when something astounding hits me from the book that I read four books ago, but alas I probably won't be changing that any time soon.
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Bjrn came home drunk last night, and therefore naturally apologized for the intermezzo last week. Well, as good as it gets anyway.
"I sort of kind of sort of like apologize for... well, it may not be a good apology, but... Because, you see, it sort of kind of takes me a while to... see, you know, how it would impact... things. Like, he had...
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Three cocktails, and I am starting to understand why Irishmen always stick to beer. The calm atmosphere in the lounge bar is almost perfect. The seats are soft in discrete nuances of blue and red, the speakers are softly playing Portishead at the perfect volume, the bartenders are quick and effective but with a quiet sense of humor. Everything would be perfect if it weren't...
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accuser:
It sounds a lot cooler than it is. In reality you wake up very early to drive a long way to a large building where you sit in a chair in a big room with nothing to do for several hours. Then they let you go get lunch. Then maybe a few hours later they'll call your group and you will actually go to the court room and begin to hear about the case. Either that or they'll say "We don't need you anymore, you can go" and you're left with a wasted day.

If you go to the court room, you listen to the details of the case (the last one I remember was a college suing and employee because he broke a telescope lens) and they go through each of the jurors and ask questions. After that, they tell about half the jurors that they can leave and the other half that they'll be on the jury. That's as far as I've gone. Essentially, it's a really boring way to waste a day without making any money or learning anything.
accuser:
Do I? I never really know what to do with these social networking site things. I like the comment feature, though. It's sort of nice for the person just to be able to say what they're up to and I can comment on it or not, and vice versa. It seems to make more sense than sending an email or private message to the person saying "Here's a bunch of stuff that may or may not interest you, but I thought I would specifically alert you about it anyway."

I happened to look at Cork on Wikipedia a while ago, to see where it is in relation to Dublin. I noticed that it's listed as the second largest city in Ireland with a population of.... 274,000. Scottsdale, which, as you mentioned, is only part of the Phoenix Metro area, has a population of about 241,000. Phoenix is about one and a half million. I find that amazing. I just can't imagine living around so few people. My whole life has been spent in orbit of major cities - from San Francisco to Phoenix.

And yes, the slogan for Expelled was sort of... confusing. If I didn't know better, I'd say it was intentionally satirical. But I do know better. They're just dumb.
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During the last couple of weeks I have completely stopped caring about the looks of my room, the apartment, pretty much everything. After four months with B I have grown more tired of room mates than I ever could have imagined.

Most of my work mates seems to be bewildered by my cautious distance to my roomie, since he is just "such a nice guy"....
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accuser:
Oh, well, yes, having shoes is definitely better than not. I'm a big fan of owning at least one pair of shoes. In fact, I have several pairs. The way most women like to collect shoes, and obsess over them, is very amusing to me.

I've known people as filthy as you describe. In fact, my brother was one. He seems to have cleaned up a bit recently. When he and I shared a place, however, it was a disaster. I'm certainly no neat-freak, but I have my limits. Eventually the choice was similar to yours - either lose my mind or just stop caring until I got a new place.

Usually the people who can't take a stand on anything aren't smart enough to figure out where they should stand. Chances are that he's tried to have an opinion in the past and had his ass handed to him by someone who halfway knew what she was talking about. There are several reactions one could have to that, two of which follow: do more research and learn about subjects before having opinions, or decide not to have opinions that can be attacked so as to avoid confrontation and exposure of one's own ignorance.

He sounds like he falls into the latter. I can't stand people like that, either. It's like they decide to be inoffensively stupid. Safely ignorant. Mediocre.
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New shoes, new walks. Black suede VANS this time. A bit over my budget, but well needed. I need to go through my wardrobe soon. I haven't bought new clothes for almost a year. It will have to wait until after Christmas, though.

Hello Christmas Sale.

Too bad they don't have computers on sale. Old buddy Bastian is on his last leg. First the processing...
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accuser:
I never understood the thing with shoes. But I guess men aren't supposed to.

I had to replace my computer a few months ago. This was on top of almost every other expensive thing in my house breaking at the same time. I wasn't as sad about parting with the computer as I was about parting with all that money.

But I do love my new computer.
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I just zapped across South Park on Irish tv. In Irish. And I don't mean the funny "Angela's Ashes" kind of irish. I mean gaelic. The real thing.
And it sounds hilarious. If I find it on the internet I'll post it. For you who haven't heard it, it sounds like an englishman speaking complete jibberish.

You got to love it.

memorandom:
that's bizarre - i kind of wish they'd dub some shows into scots gaelic just for the entertainment factor, and so the gaelic speaking northerners would have something decent to watch in their own language rather than just. . . shows about fishing hosted by beardy guys in arran jumpers.
tristane:
But isn't that all they do in Scotland...? wink

Fishing shows, local news and cartoons, that's what they get here. I have also seen Tom & Jerry in gaelic, which was almost equally as interesting. But what I would really like to see in gaelic is Rikki Lake Show. Or maybe Battlestar Galactica.
The most fascinating thing was that Cartman really sounded like Cartman. But speaking jibberish.
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Yesterday I listened to Simon and Garfunkel. It was the first time in more than a year, and the calm it spread through my body surprised even me.

It is never easy to explain how certain music contains so much feelings. Not because of the melody, or any explicitly deep lyrics, but for the associations it brings. Simon and Garfunkel was my fathers favorite band....
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My so called friend K is starting to get on my nerves. She is starting to get on my nerves for real now, and considering my constant mood of edgy frustration it is all I can do not to snap at her. She had quite a lot of personality normally, and this could be enough to set you off, but now it is mainly because...
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At times I wonder if the Gods are deliberately trying to piss me off. The signs are all there. They make sure I am the last to know about the office party. They sneak age upon me. They keep fixing me up with emo guys with long hair with a, putting it mildly, disputable taste in music who all just happens to have an ex...
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I should do more blogging. One of the reasons why I don't do it is probably because most times I feel like writing is at work, and SG is hardly what you would call "work safe".

All Hallows Eve. Halloween.

On Ireland it is really Halloween, complete with the pumpkins, the skeletons and the hysterical commercialism you have started to associate with every major or...
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Plane leaves at eight in the morning. Cab comes to pick me up at six. I'm getting up at five. Computer dies in four minutes. I should go to bed, but I need to get it out.

Boy, I am SO GLAD to be going home! Happier than a box of chocolates. Don't even mind four hours waiting before final flight. I'll enjoy it so...
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So...

I mean... Seventy euros worth of underwear. It's not that bad. I deserved it. After all, I've been working out four times a week for almost two months, and haven't had any sugar at all!
Well, none that counts anyway.
Besides, I don't have to eat next month. Food is so two thousand six. I'll just stuck up on couscous. That'll work fine.

It'll...
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the_libertine:
you're awesome. I missed your blogs so much. smile and I miss you even more. I'm fine, by the by. surviving and learning to thrive. not quite there but on my way, certainly. most importantly, I'm writing again. a play. full length. smile