tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44404122903877175022024-02-06T21:42:56.717-08:00Paring LifeSimplifying life by disposing of one material item for every day of 2010.Emily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.comBlogger373125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-77175219012183026072011-01-13T16:56:00.000-08:002012-11-29T22:59:39.585-08:00Ignite Seattle speech<object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" width="480" height="296" id="utv316373" name="utv_n_177712"><param name="flashvars" value="loc=%2F&autoplay=false&vid=11315653&locale=en_US&hasticket=false&id=11315653&v3=1" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="src" value="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/viewer.swf" /><embed flashvars="loc=%2F&autoplay=false&vid=11315653&locale=en_US&hasticket=false&id=11315653&v3=1" width="480" height="296" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" id="utv316373" name="utv_n_177712" src="http://www.ustream.tv/flash/viewer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" /></object><br />
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I have been meaning to write up a reflective post about the experience but it just feels so good to not have any posting obligations. That and I've been sick and/or busy. Anyway, if anyone is still out there reading, I found a video of the talk I did at Ignite. Make sure to watch the whole thing because there is a really awkward stretch where I realize there is a problem with my slides.Emily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-79209663569342574342010-12-31T18:07:00.000-08:002010-12-31T18:22:55.923-08:00Day 365: Becoming Orgasmic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMMBj53CPiHrIq4gKoespHsvXCtszySVFjr8xzBFg3Gu6VXYnCCjUV3bGwKopdx2a8OP6j6jc_8QY4EX5IYkNlOl0O_47uRrJJ_7sE7SYNsE0U6yrFbOlRoURIdn3FGBdAMQHYu4rBSta/s1600/IMG_0086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwMMBj53CPiHrIq4gKoespHsvXCtszySVFjr8xzBFg3Gu6VXYnCCjUV3bGwKopdx2a8OP6j6jc_8QY4EX5IYkNlOl0O_47uRrJJ_7sE7SYNsE0U6yrFbOlRoURIdn3FGBdAMQHYu4rBSta/s400/IMG_0086.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I have been wracking my brains trying to think of something "big" for my last day but there just isn't much left that I can get rid of. The length of this project turned out to be perfect - just long enough to be challenging yet not unreasonable. I still have objects I need to ship and people I need to meet but I'm satisfied with where this project has taken me. Tomorrow will be the first day in a year that I won't have to account for on this blog.<br />
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After struggling with this for months and even calling my mother for her opinion, I have decided to post something personal today. This book is representative of my own journey of self discovery. I'm not sure I spent much time with this particular book but it was books like this that helped me learn to stop worrying and enjoy sex.<br />
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It's a delicate balance to talk about meaning without going in to much detail but I want to talk about it a little bit. I think it's important because a better understanding would have saved me years of frustration and thinking I was broken.<br />
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I dated my first boyfriend for almost seven years and never reached a point where I was just able to relax. Sex was painful for a long time, more for my boyfriend's enjoyment than me, and I certainly wasn't getting an orgasm from him. The investment in my pleasure was big (usually an hour) and usually made us both uncomfortable. I thought all sorts of things: maybe I was frigid, or something was physically wrong with me. I thought about asking a doctor if there was some sort of medication that would help.<br />
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At some point I decided to take matters in to my own hands and took a trip to <a href="http://www.babeland.com/">Babeland</a> for some reading material. I discovered all sorts of things that made me feel better. I learned about most women needing extra stimulation, how to feel more comfortable with my body, the importance of room temperature, and the concept of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_sexual_response_cycle#Plateau_phase">plateau</a> (which can take quite a while). All of this information contributed to me feeling better about myself and my pleasure increased proportionately.<br />
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I also have a copy of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Love-Female-Orgasm-Extraordinary-Guide/dp/1569242763">I <3 Female Orgasm</a> available. It is not pictured because I have to retrieve it from my sister's friend.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-62307561518123847552010-12-30T23:17:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:14:06.374-07:00Day 364: Nylon guitar picks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrweV1JeEUP6AmCa3Af33snZ1JyYmiRZ4n7rWAqCbPgxg6A5MDL8EpzAKurbvJY_mOTJXkx1VsQleXKnFzZ_o_tM_yBfj-5i-v4wjGPumg0oAr4I-D18c9h-M5nf7eoYfCnTfU7JemoLik/s1600/IMG_0084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrweV1JeEUP6AmCa3Af33snZ1JyYmiRZ4n7rWAqCbPgxg6A5MDL8EpzAKurbvJY_mOTJXkx1VsQleXKnFzZ_o_tM_yBfj-5i-v4wjGPumg0oAr4I-D18c9h-M5nf7eoYfCnTfU7JemoLik/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Someone recommended nylon picks to me so I accidentally bought these. They are way too soft for my taste. I hardly use a pick anyway because I mostly use my classical acoustic guitar but when I play my electric I definitely want some more heft.<br />
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Status: GiftedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-6063225483021294862010-12-29T22:09:00.000-08:002010-12-31T16:32:05.871-08:00Day 363: Samsung phone<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJzDDzmSHtvLBIcwl8HoIwg282BTAvSZCQZXXivVfEEcFGvKQOJA0CtgoBAr1DWQlyUwvQKs1Lon1iezlzqf1vDaE4X2P5XqDmFSmsEhRIvcAUc1vQl9UnfrpXDIKvCqY5bQr8-d812Q1d/s1600/IMG_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJzDDzmSHtvLBIcwl8HoIwg282BTAvSZCQZXXivVfEEcFGvKQOJA0CtgoBAr1DWQlyUwvQKs1Lon1iezlzqf1vDaE4X2P5XqDmFSmsEhRIvcAUc1vQl9UnfrpXDIKvCqY5bQr8-d812Q1d/s400/IMG_0083.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
You don't want this phone. The hinge is broken and it's ancient. I even threw out the charger at some point. At least I think I did because it doesn't appear to be lying around the apartment. I originally held on to it for traveling but I already have another less old phone that I use for that purpose. This is, in fact, my backup backup phone. It has been in my drawer this entire time but I never felt moved to get rid of it until I realized how little I have left to get rid of. I also need to have a couple rolls of film developed, one of which is still in the camera from when I took the photos at least five years ago. I'm not sure if that's going to happen.<br />
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Status: Donation pendingEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-29082649906156939292010-12-28T23:07:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:14:28.526-07:00Day 362: Brave New World by Aldous Huxley<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1dAwrlBV5D6CRnYmSqaLHv2SG-olcePNg7rPbsnereL4gl-6MSsPKn0ER8KU-IZlrcNyJeOXhVsm6iGqGFawUQ2BbVDPT51lw0QHqj8L-vQHHv7mbn6gHirfs7tuDp5Dyl5yHX86ppETZ/s1600/IMG_0081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1dAwrlBV5D6CRnYmSqaLHv2SG-olcePNg7rPbsnereL4gl-6MSsPKn0ER8KU-IZlrcNyJeOXhVsm6iGqGFawUQ2BbVDPT51lw0QHqj8L-vQHHv7mbn6gHirfs7tuDp5Dyl5yHX86ppETZ/s400/IMG_0081.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
You have probably noticed the prominent barcode on this book but I swear that I legitimately coughed up the cash for this copy. I thought it was lost and paid for it, only to find it several years later when I moved. I've been an avid user of the library <a href="http://paringlife.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-81-girls-guide-to-hunting-and.html">since I was four</a> and I assure you that I wouldn't do them wrong. As a child, my sister and I played library in our house, placing fake barcodes in our books. I was occasionally grounded from the library and my mother will tell you that the water from their water fountain was my favorite. I love the library and I would not do them wrong.<br />
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Status: GiftedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-30886731557912141872010-12-27T23:05:00.000-08:002010-12-31T16:52:03.563-08:00Day 361: Odin Sphere PS2 Game<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBb7R2SV2waaMjEj74c-GqYNXkLXwJeiRTX2_YIvkfsbR3iz_QYTdnDqa7CLAjmg0DIQunaSCEsvtKOSps8BXIGBVgfuc61HaRoxrJYZVk6g3jCSVBP4_ueU3NdBjU0K5lkgxVvqYwv0mp/s1600/IMG_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBb7R2SV2waaMjEj74c-GqYNXkLXwJeiRTX2_YIvkfsbR3iz_QYTdnDqa7CLAjmg0DIQunaSCEsvtKOSps8BXIGBVgfuc61HaRoxrJYZVk6g3jCSVBP4_ueU3NdBjU0K5lkgxVvqYwv0mp/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Odin Sphere is not only a great side-scroller but it's OMFG friggin' cute. Now that I think about it, the character Gwendolyn would make an adorable cosplay.<br />
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I recently tried to pick this game back up but didn't managed to get much further than the last time I tried. The problem is I suck at side-scrollers. And fighting games. The only fighting game I'm decent at is Tekken 5* with Xiaoyu. I used to say I could play Tekken Tag as well if they would only let me pick Xiaoyu twice. The reason that I have some skill at this game is that it's much easier. I could play it with much better players and have a chance. With MvC2 I wouldn't even get a hit in so it was difficult to improve.<br />
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* I can do fine with Soul Calibur but that game is easy to mash so I don't count it.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-61262311631364582322010-12-26T21:49:00.000-08:002011-01-01T12:00:02.103-08:00Day 360: Tweed pants, vanity sized 4 (closer to an 8)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaLgyEA8qq7NRyj94j_o54ljL46C0IgYW9B7frA89DqnAK9a-TN0-T7zMwurozeVROOdZW6e4mFbkzJmbT-bqyFXOYavzcuZFJTpTPAO1fdjyjprgdnJHn7jT9JNuucz9wEjVVQ_6QDYV/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaLgyEA8qq7NRyj94j_o54ljL46C0IgYW9B7frA89DqnAK9a-TN0-T7zMwurozeVROOdZW6e4mFbkzJmbT-bqyFXOYavzcuZFJTpTPAO1fdjyjprgdnJHn7jT9JNuucz9wEjVVQ_6QDYV/s400/IMG_0079.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br />
I've had these pants for awhile but they're in good shape - just a little wrinkled. My iron broke. They're too conservative for my tastes. I'm once again working somewhere where I can wear whatever I please and it feels so good to wear jeans to work if I like, any day of the week.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-41107061845289826182010-12-25T22:59:00.000-08:002010-12-31T18:54:25.740-08:00Day 359: Towers of Midnight by Robert Jordan and Brandon Sanderson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxgU52N1TGfGS9eEGXBdNAuMnMd-35V3tRWaZvBLi6S7G0R7WKydnFDcfpuQ5ickOCnYoJEfL5YwEkgBgy-fLfU7TtZnB0LGW7cAlxvs52Pag5h5OJQGBo2Wv_L_ko5Q2YJf3OfPFfy1or/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxgU52N1TGfGS9eEGXBdNAuMnMd-35V3tRWaZvBLi6S7G0R7WKydnFDcfpuQ5ickOCnYoJEfL5YwEkgBgy-fLfU7TtZnB0LGW7cAlxvs52Pag5h5OJQGBo2Wv_L_ko5Q2YJf3OfPFfy1or/s400/IMG_0076.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I caved in and bought this because I couldn't wait patiently to get it from the library. It was definitely a moment of weakness but I really wanted to make progress with the story. I have kind of a love-hate relationship with this series. I really enjoyed the first few books and the last three or four but most of the book in between were mediocre. I generally like the story but didn't care for a lot of the long-winded writing and the mass over-generalizations of the differences between men and women. Still, as soon as I discover the newest book is out I have to read it. Fortunately, there is only one volume left.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-79553394846703593382010-12-24T23:53:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:15:05.634-07:00Day 358: Dictionaries<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWJbSlZ7twPyJtBCrTgLh7ZPS4qShthFu05wlkPVYgQLTwPXoBe6toVi0Okvix9plTBhhXITxLpyj6Uq1_R_IRakPPG-xcAEZsuclcPsnInt5NX5IO8FOtSJ7VI6IZTX_oJ2LW1z4chBZ/s1600/IMG_0075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWJbSlZ7twPyJtBCrTgLh7ZPS4qShthFu05wlkPVYgQLTwPXoBe6toVi0Okvix9plTBhhXITxLpyj6Uq1_R_IRakPPG-xcAEZsuclcPsnInt5NX5IO8FOtSJ7VI6IZTX_oJ2LW1z4chBZ/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Today I finally did the math and counted backwards from the end of the year and realized my numbers didn't add up. My numbering was two days short. So I went through all my old posts and I found that I posted duplicate day numbers in February and August. Oops! Unfortunately there is no easy way to fix this so I'll have to think about what I want to do. For now, I've updated the numbers for the items posted in December.<br />
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On the other hand, that means I only have 7 days left! Amazing. Looking through my apartment for things I don't use has become really difficult. I can only think of one thing that is for sure going away this week.<br />
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Status: DonatedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-51026451714481454132010-12-23T22:48:00.000-08:002010-12-27T12:29:45.283-08:00Day 357: PS2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Q9yr8Z_pNmSXvzEnAOU5Sc-T1osQOiZNR1Q9W9_NhIjAilT7uNIFxAPW13kEhjcYplzzeFzzRHz_7zl3GFFWTVsCJAPFm50t-pq8J6b2puyErvX7Y_-a6_WGIeymqeUeplaLQ_9GzBrc/s1600/IMG_0074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Q9yr8Z_pNmSXvzEnAOU5Sc-T1osQOiZNR1Q9W9_NhIjAilT7uNIFxAPW13kEhjcYplzzeFzzRHz_7zl3GFFWTVsCJAPFm50t-pq8J6b2puyErvX7Y_-a6_WGIeymqeUeplaLQ_9GzBrc/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Today I'm giving up my favorite gaming system of all time. My first Playstation 2 was <a href="http://paringlife.blogspot.com/2010/05/day-133-freezepop-cd.html">a gift</a> from an old boyfriend. I love the Playstation because they have every style of game covered. The Nintendos of yore didn't have Vib Ribbon or the awesome game where you play a tiny and heavily armed robot on a mission to kill insects. Or my old favorite dancing game Bust a Move 2. Disgaea, Final Fantasy, Grand Theft Auto III, Gitaroo Man, Jade Cocoon 2. I'm a little sad that I don't play video games the way I used to.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-75237834940075164012010-12-22T23:34:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:48:10.845-08:00Day 356: Scrabble<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPax4BOF3TXtLAPZrc_XCo8PMTOMtW4Gu70k0GxHi1M2C0sBC63L2fhUmQuVEpEAQ4EMQ4rtY8Pnjjy8oVy5oL5wXs-Qnu02tcR94kW2hl3rw9eRfDMCO25rg7kWrcBo0TynRq63bUK3Gn/s1600/IMG_0072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPax4BOF3TXtLAPZrc_XCo8PMTOMtW4Gu70k0GxHi1M2C0sBC63L2fhUmQuVEpEAQ4EMQ4rtY8Pnjjy8oVy5oL5wXs-Qnu02tcR94kW2hl3rw9eRfDMCO25rg7kWrcBo0TynRq63bUK3Gn/s400/IMG_0072.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
It feels a little wrong to give away my copy of Scrabble but I have so many other great games I won't miss it. I'm not particularly good at Scrabble although I've gotten better since I dated someone who was. I made the effort to memorize all the two letter words, which helped greatly. I may be a little competitive.<br />
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The guy who got me learning words (and loving coffee as well) had a pretty profound impact on my life. We dated for only two months as a kind of experiment. It was like a last attempt at being monogamous for him. He challenged my beliefs of what I wanted out of a relationship and we are still good friends.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-29867674667258073552010-12-21T23:55:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:48:16.942-08:00Day 355: Not Your Mother's Slow Cooker Cookbook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsPqUERUqXXS6u4JzmvUG-JY-fg9rPUP0aObjSIZPyReobMnuNcJ3i7Svoz5r0JqUretsuxn38yAJLMxUdvvTG0oaVIOovZOySzEVDOLCNBS5WQukLZGXyqTjBgx3rQwZ7EyuWW0rYLZP3/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsPqUERUqXXS6u4JzmvUG-JY-fg9rPUP0aObjSIZPyReobMnuNcJ3i7Svoz5r0JqUretsuxn38yAJLMxUdvvTG0oaVIOovZOySzEVDOLCNBS5WQukLZGXyqTjBgx3rQwZ7EyuWW0rYLZP3/s400/IMG_0071.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I'm starting an email repository of recipes. I've been storing recipes in my gmail account but I decided I wanted to keep them in a separate account. I'll email myself any recipes and tag/archive them. With tags and search it should be easy to locate any recipe I want later. I'm going to try to get a few more people involved to speed up the growth.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-75917830494661015942010-12-20T23:37:00.000-08:002010-12-27T12:29:28.552-08:00Day 354: Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVQay4c26jgq2wvGmRPgexBOAiPlhLMpVuC65zC18BQYAuVWZmxED6fZibfAUq5jVZuRIVu9oMnj4xoeJ3zA0yvO8AB7F-nL2mofUjMquBarIYnvOlnSyTLyIXN0S_G3WXnnN8YOy5rkBY/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVQay4c26jgq2wvGmRPgexBOAiPlhLMpVuC65zC18BQYAuVWZmxED6fZibfAUq5jVZuRIVu9oMnj4xoeJ3zA0yvO8AB7F-nL2mofUjMquBarIYnvOlnSyTLyIXN0S_G3WXnnN8YOy5rkBY/s400/IMG_0070.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I was really hoping my friend and I would finish this before the end of the year but it doesn't seem like that will happen. I'm also really getting desperate for things to get rid of. I have a few more books I can pass on, and I was planning to get rid of my PS2, so that will get me pretty close. Scrabble is also a possibility. I've only played it once since I bought it about two years ago. I feel strange getting rid of Scrabble because it's just the kind of game everyone has in their house but I have plenty of other great games to play.<br />
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My sister recently introduced my family (we all love games!) to a game she calls Pictophone. Each person gets a stack of papers equal to the number of people playing. Each person writes a word or phrase on the first piece of paper and hands it off to their neighbor. That person reads the card and puts it at the bottom of the stack. Then they have to draw what they read. Repeat until all the stacks have gone around the table. This game is really fun and a perfect addition to our holiday festivities. We've been playing Apples to Apples for years and it'll be nice to try something new with the extended family.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-58961631619324072112010-12-19T21:29:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:15:36.266-07:00Day 353: Intermediate Japanese<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsv3lnY5_AZLuQHaKpAUG-nwrSpEUC-vlXvsZQZCEUwemmIL5hhN3oLvz8EXx0nfvDMrF8S3TYZvA0OgerrEa__bkBgrjAqRtaf-vFI_yoM9FdOGiBIc_XoiFcdRbE7MEp159PhLGtg1W7/s1600/IMG_0068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsv3lnY5_AZLuQHaKpAUG-nwrSpEUC-vlXvsZQZCEUwemmIL5hhN3oLvz8EXx0nfvDMrF8S3TYZvA0OgerrEa__bkBgrjAqRtaf-vFI_yoM9FdOGiBIc_XoiFcdRbE7MEp159PhLGtg1W7/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
It may seem like I've been shedding Japanese books like crazy but I wasn't actually planning to give this one away. This was my third year Japanese textbook. I still suffer from this delusion that one day I will pick up my old textbooks and learn Japanese again. The only problem is my motivation for learning Japanese (as opposed to other languages) was my old geeky anime/manga hobby. I like visiting Japan but there are enough other places to visit that I don't think I have a chance of ever reaching competency again. I know a little Spanish so it's more likely that I would work on that skill instead.<br />
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Status: DonatedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-30658648199888935922010-12-18T18:34:00.000-08:002011-01-01T12:00:56.925-08:00Day 352: Magazine rack<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WGEc-bdtkhfE3vPdq1-Dh6knvko6HVpqI-jyu7gQupl5Bx_ZkUxWS3F6FZtFjDYz0soRH4uvem6D2UnaNifkVU0Sc0EHNy9DM9c7aKqtE4mRWZop5VUUMiTNeM3MHvq2g7UstdcRfmZA/s1600/IMG_0067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0WGEc-bdtkhfE3vPdq1-Dh6knvko6HVpqI-jyu7gQupl5Bx_ZkUxWS3F6FZtFjDYz0soRH4uvem6D2UnaNifkVU0Sc0EHNy9DM9c7aKqtE4mRWZop5VUUMiTNeM3MHvq2g7UstdcRfmZA/s400/IMG_0067.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Now that I've given away all the copies of Verbatim, I no longer need something to hold them. It's just a charcoal gray magazine holder from Ikea.<br />
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I tried really hard to take a good photo but the light was horrible for photographs today and I'm not a strong photographer anyway. I hardly ever mess with the settings. I remember when I first realized that you shouldn't just stick people's heads in the center of the image. My photography suddenly got so much better!<br />
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I used to take tons of photos of buildings and historical artifacts but then I realized that I never care to look at those photos later. Now I try to only take photographs that will preserve an actual memory of people or an experience. I'm much more likely to look at old photos when there is a manageable quantity.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-68849396548264958232010-12-17T23:55:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:15:46.621-07:00Day 351: Sunglasses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYjsCACAWl3rscNdJbTC65ZuHJ4-uJJb8_gb8JZVv0N1a6xTeoznvVt4I8CBNLg6SY9pCO7pfM8h8OeFZbi5O_nGNSKmqui6nhXtsw0gXHWeyske3_yLmddwAlSOBLW9UF-fNHDKxsP39/s1600/IMG_0065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYjsCACAWl3rscNdJbTC65ZuHJ4-uJJb8_gb8JZVv0N1a6xTeoznvVt4I8CBNLg6SY9pCO7pfM8h8OeFZbi5O_nGNSKmqui6nhXtsw0gXHWeyske3_yLmddwAlSOBLW9UF-fNHDKxsP39/s400/IMG_0065.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
These are my spare sunglasses that I picked up in Bangkok. I assumed it would be easy to buy a new pair of sunglasses but it ended up being a pain because I apparently have particular taste. It takes me time to adjust to a new style so I was looking for a pair identical to the pair I had at home. I spent way too much time trying on sunglasses and felt like kind of an idiot afterward.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjElp4WlSlcygy62fok4hBlhF5-PSckOAmQnbemOY7pwG2qjPzyHINPanLEvonyVLYWlpcz4RBzoHf89HRHtxlggBIZiTqAbeTv0uWgoIouofDSlLJxUsGndMEIfJ_UW_xwesFtx5F7XB_d/s1600/IMG_1879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjElp4WlSlcygy62fok4hBlhF5-PSckOAmQnbemOY7pwG2qjPzyHINPanLEvonyVLYWlpcz4RBzoHf89HRHtxlggBIZiTqAbeTv0uWgoIouofDSlLJxUsGndMEIfJ_UW_xwesFtx5F7XB_d/s320/IMG_1879.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooking on an organic farm near Chiang Mai</div><br />
Status: DonatedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-43443389723226226492010-12-16T23:59:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:55:16.283-08:00Day 350: 250 Essential Kanji<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4AjbxREAMz3iiaaoL6-IC7l_bcRgROa4V2KHcNn-vKZAExifAvxVa5UCxmedH2FDUB1W7segYeLUcQYapAkz-0ReUv8C4qHtIFryNql704uU_0M5SYELX5J8KY8O9dssZATeO8CAuolo/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT4AjbxREAMz3iiaaoL6-IC7l_bcRgROa4V2KHcNn-vKZAExifAvxVa5UCxmedH2FDUB1W7segYeLUcQYapAkz-0ReUv8C4qHtIFryNql704uU_0M5SYELX5J8KY8O9dssZATeO8CAuolo/s400/IMG_0063.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
This book originally belonged to someone I haven't seen in years. In fact, I haven't seen him since the year he drove me and my cousin down to an anime convention in Oregon so I could sell eared hats. That trip was a disaster. My cousin and I were watching a Live Action Sailor Moon marathon when I received a phone call from him professing his love for me. I told him it wasn't a good time. When we went back to the apartment we were staying in we overheard him talking about how he could beat up little kids - or something like that. I decided we couldn't stay there and we fortunately found someone to crash with.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-60375351938825155192010-12-15T22:46:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:16:32.099-07:00Day 349: Green Day CDs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbxFY1mzArRln3T3LRuiXPjxtcYtTz4dcMCGi8SHVf5K94_zPkUgpYw5M_WpfYlY54dD1lBrzN9rxJXTcj3SBNxqr8Ymt-FgQggYmHf54xj50Lr6TBmh9vBYRRJT36tSmhYB7DHlgP1RWT/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbxFY1mzArRln3T3LRuiXPjxtcYtTz4dcMCGi8SHVf5K94_zPkUgpYw5M_WpfYlY54dD1lBrzN9rxJXTcj3SBNxqr8Ymt-FgQggYmHf54xj50Lr6TBmh9vBYRRJT36tSmhYB7DHlgP1RWT/s400/IMG_0061.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I'm still fond of Green Day but if a day comes when I absolutely must listen to Green Day again it's not like I can't just stream it off the internet. Plus I have a copy of Rockband: Green Day which is pretty darn fun.<br />
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Status: DonatedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-61795072480946201632010-12-14T21:33:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:55:38.363-08:00Day 348: Gigantic Stanley Thermos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmgNhoMRiLDTXyCR0CESJbBZ_BKGVTo_FKE0_cXEluE-Q3F3bUE1fOXxtm4rLd-cEDCl4QH8TkBVqAm9_jIo5vUN586vSstaEmiBoufSXYltOTfksVlwgGWYaiGkEKLVHQ7k_39yllX5cj/s1600/IMG_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmgNhoMRiLDTXyCR0CESJbBZ_BKGVTo_FKE0_cXEluE-Q3F3bUE1fOXxtm4rLd-cEDCl4QH8TkBVqAm9_jIo5vUN586vSstaEmiBoufSXYltOTfksVlwgGWYaiGkEKLVHQ7k_39yllX5cj/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I bought this to bring spiced cider for Aurigid meteor shower viewing. I didn't drink very much back then so I didn't realize that it doesn't matter how cold it is, people will still just want a beer.<br />
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Our meteor shower spot is pretty freaking amazing but it's also a commitment. The journey involves driving north for over an hour, then east for a half hour, and finally at least another half hour driving up a mountain on a road full of switchbacks and potholes. It's totally worth it because the destination is a large parking lot on the top of a mountain with an unhindered 270° view.<br />
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The first time we made the trek we totally got lost. We took a wrong turn and were headed down this creepy, dark, dead end, deserted road. It felt just like we were in a horror movie. If I remember correctly, we saw some sort of mannequin limb on the side of the road just before a super creepy truck drove by. Despite all the terribly sensible people in the car I think we all experienced a brief moment of thinking "We're going to die out here!" Fortunately, it turned out to be nothing more than just a creepy old road.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-14958392579919954482010-12-13T23:26:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:55:44.146-08:00Day 347: Guitar for Dummies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOXdOtqkON6YbLqDAI2wdOk6jls_Dyx__fRvD-q7tnZCJLz_ZHQrD6X-jacWP1E8c7ZJCUTzZ_SscUZP1ePUnhRkUEJYrK7YTlFDJ1uDCvCeZDpS8zdVZxo8l_Z6pnksE0rpp6R5CH3yD/s1600/IMG_0057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHOXdOtqkON6YbLqDAI2wdOk6jls_Dyx__fRvD-q7tnZCJLz_ZHQrD6X-jacWP1E8c7ZJCUTzZ_SscUZP1ePUnhRkUEJYrK7YTlFDJ1uDCvCeZDpS8zdVZxo8l_Z6pnksE0rpp6R5CH3yD/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Most of the time this blog isn't really a burden but I've been feeling under the weather for the last week or so. Please forgive me for abbreviated blog posts.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-84103982820135008362010-12-12T13:38:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:56:35.626-08:00Day 346: 12 issues of Verbatim<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrbnHzyQgTF2DhhVma3UE_6ky4phFan3KcMUEQOjI_RvaVFAza5jCtOzICjJhhgPNoZQ23V6A_7rYGF-1spn7j8TW1emWFKk3eQRWTM9aKjRmYGjRQjly02RIlCkyBml-nEaF8sg1PoDF/s1600/IMG_0054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrbnHzyQgTF2DhhVma3UE_6ky4phFan3KcMUEQOjI_RvaVFAza5jCtOzICjJhhgPNoZQ23V6A_7rYGF-1spn7j8TW1emWFKk3eQRWTM9aKjRmYGjRQjly02RIlCkyBml-nEaF8sg1PoDF/s400/IMG_0054.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Verbatim is an awesome language magazine. Example articles are <i>The Sneeze: More Than Just Ah-Choo and Bless You </i>and<i> The Politically Correct US Supreme Court an the Motherfucking Texas Court of Criminal Appeals: Using Legal Databases to Trace the Origins of Words. </i>You can already tell it's going to be good reading, can't you!<br />
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Etymology was an interest of mine a couple years ago and I used to love the podcast <i>A Way With Words</i>. I was also horrible about correcting people - not mean about it but a stickler. Fortunately, I'm over that because I was never a very good authority. I never learned grammar as a kid so Mad Libs was always a challenge for me. I was a pretty good speller but that got worse when spellcheck started getting really good.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-74398606007134177312010-12-11T23:55:00.000-08:002011-01-01T12:00:10.058-08:00Day 345: Sealed bag of Demerara Sugar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-6Xm6f3Km_9mw9DW1hEfsZ898sHYj6MfXPKDGDbDhpl2Zd9e-FfVI89k5CzuJ6fNtNn0IONS_XPxVVOdwUStprYadJoXO8EKoVLc_Fcg3-u2GtN3GTYzcrOc67mV9tivzDVEj5atufBL/s1600/IMG_0056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-6Xm6f3Km_9mw9DW1hEfsZ898sHYj6MfXPKDGDbDhpl2Zd9e-FfVI89k5CzuJ6fNtNn0IONS_XPxVVOdwUStprYadJoXO8EKoVLc_Fcg3-u2GtN3GTYzcrOc67mV9tivzDVEj5atufBL/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I bought this sugar for making simple syrup but it's been around long enough that I'm going to let it go. According to the bag it's good for coffee, and it's definitely good for baking!<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-54348983591197317322010-12-10T21:19:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:57:01.078-08:00Day 344: Yet another skirt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjABQkxau1UuC_EpksfFUYvqHXul3savgOPKdDeo2Jf0SK9rP4QMqERPeWwevANEGXyeQYT4qeslh6vP5dOQJpz0FJWQJR5DW9HbtSFvp6AKOmw1hVO3Mu1v6Zk_uBZW6ryjeJKl7J87Pq0/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjABQkxau1UuC_EpksfFUYvqHXul3savgOPKdDeo2Jf0SK9rP4QMqERPeWwevANEGXyeQYT4qeslh6vP5dOQJpz0FJWQJR5DW9HbtSFvp6AKOmw1hVO3Mu1v6Zk_uBZW6ryjeJKl7J87Pq0/s400/IMG_0052.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
This was dubbed my Thanksgiving skirt because that's pretty much the only day of the year that I wear it. It's a lovely rich brown color that didn't come out to well in the photo. I still think it's cute but it no longer fits my personal style. I am very close to running out of clothes that I don't wear, which is exciting!<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-43783339558486898572010-12-09T21:09:00.000-08:002010-12-24T23:57:07.569-08:00Day 343: Art Supplies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCZmW3FTbWb78JVFxHA4nGCAxycgzM4nW0uN2YtAsSrG0zwPXGwDH-LtToPq1pMCPioFPNpW0PN9lupQ7LlneaJ39GhtSO1eSAIyKu5cQXCiWuaf6_GIqTeX9mEWZ912Tyjfvkn1A6-qY/s1600/IMG_0046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyCZmW3FTbWb78JVFxHA4nGCAxycgzM4nW0uN2YtAsSrG0zwPXGwDH-LtToPq1pMCPioFPNpW0PN9lupQ7LlneaJ39GhtSO1eSAIyKu5cQXCiWuaf6_GIqTeX9mEWZ912Tyjfvkn1A6-qY/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I bought these for a Graphic Design class I was taking at the School of Visual Concepts. I was lucky in that my roommate was able to lend me many of the supplies I needed. I enjoyed the class but I don't think I'll be taking any more artsy classes. Every week we had to collect samples of design, do a design project, and come up with concept sketches. The class was way too time consuming and stressful for something I was doing for fun. I should have known because I took one art class in college as well. I had some lovely figure studies and self portraits but it was by far the biggest time suck of all my classes.<br />
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Status: DibbedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440412290387717502.post-6073774751032222252010-12-08T22:45:00.000-08:002011-10-10T21:16:38.162-07:00Day 342: Aqueduct Power Ballads<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0fIXq6Axb6sJ7eBLoJYpQaH_mSuqQkiSMLT8rBq4eLuSw7Xc_tfGShFaNhxYP7azBF-BNlzsXXNO54Nf4txgoUbc0GwIEhvcP0N62SYoAD6L1fS6NSGote6llxz8f21YW27aJVW_k0X3C/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0fIXq6Axb6sJ7eBLoJYpQaH_mSuqQkiSMLT8rBq4eLuSw7Xc_tfGShFaNhxYP7azBF-BNlzsXXNO54Nf4txgoUbc0GwIEhvcP0N62SYoAD6L1fS6NSGote6llxz8f21YW27aJVW_k0X3C/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Don't get me wrong, I love Aqueduct. But when you really fall in love with an album, sometimes all their other releases fall to the wayside.<br />
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I usually get music from friends so I have a rule for myself. If a band I like comes to town I buy a ticket to their show and I try to buy at least an album or whatever else might interest me. I feel good about it because my understanding is that they get a better cut of the proceeds. The only problem is I'm not sure how to reconcile that with my mission to accumulate as little as possible.<br />
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Status: DonatedEmily C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/02962010381151505702noreply@blogger.com0