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First, a recap of last year's word: routine.

Did I follow my routine perfectly? No, not at all, but I'm only human. Did I establish and maintain routines that were beneficial to my life? Absolutely!

The daily routine of school-work-dinner-fun became quite well entrenched. It's ever evolving, like when I started having Thursdays off (changing my "work" for the day) or when ice skating and art classes took over Tuesday and Wednesday evenings, but the bones are the same. In addition, my writing routine has really become ingrained to the point that I get antsy if I spend too many nights away from it. I don't always actively write, but I try to do something related to my writing career: revisions, submissions, research or critiques.

Last year's word choice was definitely a good one.

What's in store for this year? A major remodel of our house. Lots of travel: to India for family reasons; to Utah for snowboarding; to Chicago and Spokane (Nebula and Hugo Award weekends); other locales possibly. Revising and reducing our spending habits. And last but not at all least, more writing! I want to get organized about what I'm working on in each month and following through on goals. I also need to set deadlines for myself to get drafts edited and into the submission queue (my least favorite part).

The kicker is that I am going to be responsible for organizing and executing on most of that list. Ryan will definitely be helping with the remodel as and when he can, but I'm always the travel agent, schedule keeper, and financial planner for our family. I'm the author, too. :P

Which brings me to this year's One Little Word: administrate - to manage or direct (the affairs of a business, institution, etc).

In this case, I need to manage *and* direct the affairs of our family as well as myself, the author. It'll be too easy to let tasks slip through the cracks, and I hate myself when that happens so I'm going to do my best to administrate the hell out of my life this year.
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Yesterday started out in the not-so-great camp. M was feverish Sunday night and had chesty, rattly cough (and laryngitis) so we opted to keep her home. I hadn't even showered when my parent arrived around 10:45am from Oceanside so I went ahead and got dressed for the evening though I knew I'd be getting some double-takes at work (and I did). M was chipper when I left, but then around 2pm she hit a low and was crying on the phone, asking me to come home for bedtime.

Ugh. Mommy guilt. I mean, she was in good hands with my parents, but she wanted me while she was sick and I couldn't be there. Luckily, her mood improved after some down time and some food, and my parents texted me later that she was doing fine.

I drove up to LA in the late afternoon to avoid traffic, and then did an emergency purchase of a handbag because my old one was ratty and tatty (literally - strings hanging off). I arrived at the Montage shortly before 6:30, checked in, and found that quite a few people were already there. There was a photo-op wall where Joss Whedon and Gloria Steinem were taking pictures with various guests of importance. I hid in the bathroom for the first few minutes, then re-emerged, got a glass of red wine and tried to appear like I belonged.

Eventually, I struck up a conversation with Helen who turned out to work for Equality Now. She knew my name (!) because she knew *every* name that night. Yes, there were only about 250-300 people in attendance. Helen introduced me to Yasmeen Hassan, the director of Equality Now, and then I ended up chatting with Shelby who works their DC office. Shelby eventually nudged me out of the nest, and I wandered a bit more and chatted with a random lady name Gisela.

After that, I lingered where I could admire the stars getting their pictures taken (Jada Pinkett Smith! Alyson Hannigan with Alexis Denisof!), and a stout middle aged woman said hello and that she noticed me wandering. We made our introductions, and she asked how I came to be there. When I told her I learned about Equality Now through one of Joss's old blog posts, she insisted that I must meet him. She turned out to be Jessica Neuwirth's sister (Jessica was one of the three women who started the organization), and she'd gone to middle school with Joss.

Anyway, with much trembling and trepidation, I MET JOSS WHEDON. I think I mostly thanked him for promoting women's causes and gushed generally. Ms. Neuwirth (whose first name I can't recall, boo!) had the presence of mind to take our photo together, for which I am so grateful. It's actually quite decent for a crappy camera pic.

By then it was time for dinner so I got over my adrenaline high with some food and listened to Paul Reiser's mostly funny, occasionally awkward, MC'ing. Gloria Steinem's speech was eloquent, impassioned, and filled with depressing facts that no one wants to hear but everyone should. Yasmeen's was mostly filled with thanking and acknowledging various people. Three teen girls did a reading of a piece that Joss had written using actual stories of girls that Equality Now has helped. Alyson Hannigan did a short, sweet, and fairly funny, intro to Joss.

He opened his speech with a tongue-in-cheek bit about the word feminist, then segued into why it would be better for society and feminism to have a word that's analogous to racism. I thought he made valid points, and of course, some lovely statements to the effect that you either see women as human beings or you don't. There really isn't any middle ground. He didn't make the best case for his word suggestion, "genderist," as in, "don't be a genderist," but it'll work as a concept for now I guess. My hind brain is busy thinking of a better word. I loved that he presented himself foremost as a writer and wordsmith.

Jessica Neuwirth also spoke, briefly, about a bit of the history of Equality Now, and the state of the world today. Colbie Caillat sang 3 songs, of which I recognized one (her biggest hit), while we ate dessert. She prompted people to get up and dance for the third song, which a bunch of the front tables did. I, of course, was way in the back, sitting next to a young girl who was visiting from Australia and had also made this her birthday gift. My other table mate was a girl who worked for an interesting social entrepreneurship organization and also had little connection to Hollywood, though she knew Yasmeen's son.

The big dancing number was the end of the evening in terms of the meal and formalities. It was only 9:30pm. I convinced my Australian table mate to come over and take her picture with Joss Whedon (paying it forward, I was). I managed to give out two contact cards, one to Shelby, the other to Shira my table mate, then I girded my loins and went over to shake Gloria Steinem's hand. She was amazing. I thanked her for all that she's done to advance women's equality, and she looks me right in eye and tells me she's gratified to hear it, but I must call her Gloria (I'd said Ms. Steinem). Charisma, she has it.

After that, there wasn't much to do so I gathered my things. People had cleared out quite a bit, and I noticed Alyson Hannigan not doing much. By the time I got over to say hello, someone was talking to her, but when they were done, I chatted with her for a good five or ten minutes. I told her my favorite aspect of Willow was not the powerful witch (which she had referenced in her intro speech), but the shy computer nerd since, well, I was one myself. And then we got on the subject of our kids, their interaction with computers, and how life is changing. Finally, I said thanks, asked her to say hello to Alexis Denisof who'd been standing next to her but facing the other way, and made my exit.

That was definitely a surreal way to top off a fantastic evening: me, having a normal conversation about parenting with Alyson Hannigan. Not something I had ever imagined would happen.

Pretty hard to come back to reality after a night like that. I'm still partially star struck, partially awed by the scope of what Equality Now does, and partially wishing I were more involved in the front lines of making change happen in this world.

I need to set up a website.

Happy (early, very early) Birthday to me!
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This is a public post so a brief intro is in order. At the urgings of my friend, Anandi, I signed up for the Mondo Beyondo dreaming class (more of an extended workshop, really). A big part of it is learning to open up to your dreams and making yourself vulnerable to them, but at the same time not getting tied down by them. The way I interpret the lessons from this course is that a dream is not a goal or a project or something to measure oneself against. Rather, it's an expression of hope and fear and love and all those ideas that we stuff into our subconscious because they seem outlandish or impractical or just too small and silly. It's all the things we want without allowing ourselves to actually want them.

Today's Mondo Beyondo exercise involves looking at the dream list we made a couple weeks ago (every dream that emerged in 15 minutes of contemplation) and thinking about how each one might fit into various states of mind. That's all well and good, and I've been wanting to do this kind of processing on the list since I wrote it. The second part of the exercise is very much a test of vulnerability: daring to make it all public. I admit to being a little scared of this step. It's like opening a page of one's diary and letting the world read it. Yikes!

As I read through some of the posts that others in the class made about their dreams, I realized how many dreams I'm already living (or have lived). This inspires a lot of gratitude, for being lucky enough to have these opportunities, and a bit of pride, for having the courage to take the opportunities when I could. What are some dreams that are already mine? In no particular order, they are: a beautiful house, long lasting and loving partnership, adorable child, supportive parents, debt-free living, a cleaning service (really!), good health, scuba diving in Maldives, wine tasting in Tuscany, a professor who later won a Nobel prize, mountain biking in Moab, climbing up Half Dome, seeing the Devil's Postpile, making pasta from scratch, attending a talk by Stephen Hawking, watching a sky full of meteors, dancing with friends, sailing on the ocean, and so much travel (India, England, Italy, Belgium, Mexico, Indonesia, Malaysia, China, France, Singapore, Honduras, Maldives, and many parts of the USA).

My life is amazing and wonderful, and it should be enough, right? And really, it is, but that doesn't stop me from dreaming and wanting more.

Here's my "Mondo Beyondo" list, parsed into the states of mind that I mentioned before.

Be Vulnerable [dreams that seem foolish]:
Win a Hugo or Nebula award.
Write and sell a movie screenplay.
Visit every national park in the USA.
Live in a house with a 180 degree ocean view.
Do the White Sands full moon bike ride.
Take a week long backpacking trip.
Act in a Hollywood movie.

Be Brave [dreams that inspire a degree of fear]:
Write a bestselling epic science fiction trilogy.
Attend the Clarion writing workshop.
Hike the entire John Muir trail.
Cross a desert on camel back.
Climb Mt. Kilimanjaro and Mt. Everest.
Build a school in Africa.
Spend a month alone just writing every day.
Give up having a permanent residence.

Be Flexible [did I really just dream that?]:
Open a gourmet restaurant and brewery with a play area.
Find a nanotechnology based cure for cancer.
Learn to ride horses.
Become a US Senator.
Become a professional futurist.
Be a foster parent.
Inspire kids to love learning.

Be Open [dreams that forge new territory]:
Learn ballet.
Learn to paint with watercolor.
Visit every continent.
Spend a month every year visiting long lost friends.
Spend 3 months every summer living in a new country.
Visit every country.
Visit the penguins in Antarctica.

Be Trusting [dreaming the impossible]:
Live on the space station.
Go to the moon, Mars, and beyond.
Be part of the first large scale, livable space station.
Live forever.
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I'm going to try this approach again because it worked well for me last year. First, a recap of "reclaim" from 2012. Keeping that word, and theme, in the back of my mind and also clearly outlining my goals and hopes for last year really worked. Not perfectly, of course, but well enough that it beat any typical new year resolutions.

I got Maya transitioned to a 9-3 schedule at school and then got myself on the same timetable for work. So far, it's been great, especially since I often get out to the park with her in the afternoons, and that is good for my soul. Yes, dinners are a bit more simple since I have to split my attention between cooking and Maya, but at least I *am* cooking. We've kept up "Daddy-Maya time" on many weekends, as well as Oceanside overnights once or twice a month, and both have been really helpful for my sanity and happiness. Reclaiming my fitness hasn't gone as well, but at least I did sign up at the gym back in October and for a while I managed to go at least once a week. I even managed to get some of my "icing" in that potty training is largely done, I had several weeks of travel (to the Midwest, India, and the Bahamas), and I hosted quite a few fun parties.

What's on my mind for this year? Writing, writing and more writing. I need to do it. I'm feeling my mortality, not in an old age or infirmity way, but simply that the clock is ticking and I can't afford to keep wasting time. I need to find ways to, in the words of Nike, Just Do It. Evenings are still tough, but if Maya moves up to the next room at preschool, her naps will get shorter or possibly go away, and that would allow me a little more free time at night. If that doesn't happen, I need to find an alternate solution that will at least give me a few hours each week to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard).

Regular exercise is still on the table. Yes, illnesses, holidays, and special occasions blew December and the first part of January out of the water, but I need to make a concerted effort to get back on track. The gym membership is still in effect, so I just need to find some motivation and commit to a regular schedule.

My performance at work has been sliding lately because there haven't been any high pressure deadlines. I want to find or create some interesting projects that I can work on and show some results. Otherwise I'll keep dawdling away my time on this or that little thing, or chasing down interesting links online, and my professional self respect will decline.

The best word I can think of for this year is commit. I take my commitments seriously, which means I also avoid taking them on unless I'm sure I can do it. I may never even start on an endeavor because I'm afraid I won't be able to follow through. Or worse, I do start something, but as soon as I fail to keep it up, I drop it like a hot potato instead of persevering.

It's like when I was mountain biking, I'd have to tell myself at the top of a challenging looking hill, "Commit or die trying." Better yet, to quote Master Yoda, "Do, or do not. There is no try."

Commit.
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Did you think that in the dawn of of the twenty-second century, after all the advancements that humanity has made, you would hear these words spoken in a country that prides itself on equal opportunity, freedom from oppression and individual rights?

Idaho Senator Chuck Winder said, "I would hope that when a woman goes in to a physician with a rape issue, that physician will indeed ask her about perhaps her marriage, was this pregnancy caused by normal relations in a marriage or was it truly caused by a rape. I assume that's part of the counseling that goes on."

Alaska state Rep. Alan Dick recently “said that he doesn’t believe that when a woman is pregnant, it’s really ‘her pregnancy’” and “would advocate for criminalizing women who have an abortion without the permission via written signature from the man who impregnated her. "If I thought that the man’s signature was required, in order for a woman to have an abortion, I’d have a little more peace about it” he said."

Arizona state Rep. Terri Proud said, "Personally I’d like to make a law that mandates a woman watch an abortion being performed prior to having a ‘surgical procedure’. If it’s not a life it shouldn’t matter, if it doesn’t harm a woman then she shouldn’t care, and don’t we want more transparency and education in the medical profession anyway? We demand it everywhere else."

Wisconsin Senator Glenn Grothman "moves to amend existing state law by "requiring the Child Abuse and Neglect Prevention Board to emphasize nonmarital parenthood as a contributing factor to child abuse and neglect. The bill would require educational and public awareness campaigns held by the board to emphasize that not being married is abusive and neglectful of children, and to underscore "the role of fathers in the primary prevention of child abuse and neglect.""

"A proposed new law in Arizona would give employers the power to request that women being prescribed birth control pills provide proof that they're using it for non-sexual reasons. And because Arizona's an at-will employment state, that means that bosses critical of their female employees' sex lives could fire them as a result."

"State Rep. Terry England was speaking in favor of HB 954, which makes it illegal to obtain an abortion after 20 weeks even if the woman is known to be carrying a stillborn fetus or the baby is otherwise not expected to live to term. He then recalled his time working on a farm:“Life gives us many experiences…I’ve had the experience of delivering calves, dead and alive. Delivering pigs, dead or alive. It breaks our hearts to see those animals not make it.” "

"In 2006 in Mississippi, Rennie Gibbs, who became pregnant at the age of 15, lost her baby in a stillbirth at 36 weeks into the pregnancy. Prosecutors charged her with the “depraved-heart murder” of her child after they discovered she had abused cocaine, although there was no evidence that the baby’s death was connected to the mother’s substance abuse. The murder charge carries a mandatory life sentence."

"Bei Bei Shuai, has been imprisoned for the last three months without bail in Indianapolis, Indiana, charged with murdering her baby. According to police records, the 34-year-old woman attempted suicide last December 23 by ingesting rat poison after her boyfriend abandoned her when she was 33 weeks pregnant. Shuai was rushed to the hospital and survived, giving birth to her baby the next week. The baby died four days later, and in March Shuai was charged with murder and attempted feticide."

New Hampshire State Rep.Lynne Blankenbeker: "People with or without insurance have two affordable choices [for birth control], one being abstinence and the other being condoms, both of which you can get over the counter."
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A friend of mine recently participated in One Little Word, and it got me thinking. What would I choose for a word for 2012? I couldn't come up with one off the top of my head so I decided to process my thoughts here and hope that a word emerges naturally.

What would I like to get out of this year? Foremost on my mind is reclaiming my household. I love my Mom and tremendously appreciate her help, but I'd like to have a sustainable lifestyle that doesn't involve having her live with us, take care of my kid for half the day, and cook dinner most nights. Sounds like a perfect setup, I know, and in some ways it has been, but I feel like I'm not running my own house. My hope is to get Maya settled in full days at school, which is only 9am-3pm, and cut back my hours at work so that I can pick her up after school. I know from experience on weekends that if I can give her some undivided attention and play time, then I can manage to cook dinner as well. Getting home by 3:30 every day would give me enought time to do that.

Something else I want to do is make time for myself. The Sundays in December that I left Maya home with Ryan worked out really well, and I'm going to try hard to continue doing that this year. It's good for Ryan because he doesn't get much time with Maya during the week (and even if he is home, she's often cranky and wants only me or my Mom at night or early morning). It's been good for me because I get some much needed alone time, and it's even been good for Maya as she's a bit more independent on those Sunday evenings. She learns that Daddy knows how to take care of her needs so she's more likely to go to him when she's not at her best. I get to make up work time, or go shopping, or see a movie, or just have a long lunch with myself and a good book. All good things for my introverted soul.

Fitness or exercise is the third major item I need to work on. Between pregnancy and having a demanding baby and full time work, I have made zero time to exercise regularly. It's not possible to do so after Maya goes to sleep at night (9:30pm!!), and similarly, it doesn't work in the early morning because once I leave bed, Maya doesn't sleep for very long. So: midday. But how to reconcile that with needing to be home? My thinking is that my "alone Sundays" could include an hour at the gym. That's once a week which is, literally, infinitely better than zero. I'd love to do another two days during the work week, which I could justify as long as I make up the lost work time. That could happen if I pick one day a week to stay late at work (maybe even Fridays), and have my Mom or Dad do school pickup that day. I'm sure they'd love to have time with Maya on a regular basis like that.

Icing on the cake? Taking what I got out of NaNoWriMo and devoting a night a week to writing. Hosting more fun events with our kiddie friends. Getting outdoors and hiking. Potty training for Maya. Travel to Copenhagen (to see family) on the way to India (critical).

What does it all come down to? The theme seems to be one of bringing back pieces of my life that have slipped away due to having a baby, and to integrate those pieces in a way that fits with parenthood.

"to rescue from an undesirable state; to restore to a previous natural state"

Reclaim.
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Technically it's been a month and a week, but yesterday was Maya's one-month checkup at the pediatrician. Fortunately she's been given a clean bill of health in spite of slight jaundice and having a hoarse voice since Tuesday night.  We were afraid she had a cold, but no. Phew!  She's also gained 2 lbs (8 lbs 4 oz now) and 2 inches of length since her one-week visit so that's awesome after all the struggles of the past month with breastfeeding.  I knew it was going to be tough, but I hadn't anticipated how bad I'd feel emotionally while trying to make enough milk for the baby.  There's way too much bad press about bottle/formula feeding right now, and it's a terrific way to make a new Mom feel guilty about any shortcomings in breast milk. 

We're getting to have some fun play time with her, too.  She's starting to learn how to smile for real, though she currently only consistently smiles at the light & music toy on ger activity mat.  She's also tracking faces and is more sensitized to light and sound (which makes for more delicate sleeping - ack).  It's super cute when she's riding on someone's shoulder 'cuz she'll lift her head up and look all around with wide eyes.

As for our own lives, well, mine is pretty much non-existant other than feeding the baby, feeding myself, and occasionally showering.  Thankfully there is TV and internet to keep me entertained when the routine gets boring!  I am doing a bit of work on a patent application because it's due in a month, but it's slow going since I rarely have two hands free.  Ryan's life has been minimal, too, but he gets work done and gets out of the house, and yesterday he went to one of the San Diego beer week events at Stone.

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I figured that with internet access all along our trip, I'd be able to post along the way about our various adventures.  Well, not so much because every day was super full.  It was all I could do to stay on top of email!  It was a worthy last child-free vacation, especially considering all the constraints I have, though it doesn't match up to some of our more epic trips.

Today I'm just hanging out at the UCLA guest house until the EMBA family picnic (Ryan is in class), so I finally have some time to really get caught up on the internet stuff.  Ergo, the travelogue.

The pre-baby vacation... )



To sum up, the trip was about tall trees, long rivers, spectacular mountains, great beer, delicious food, and catching up with old friends.  I won't be surprised if I've gained my entire four pound quota for the month in just these two weeks!  It was a thoroughly enjoyable and comfortable getaway and gave us all kinds of new ideas for where to go on future trips.

baby geek

May. 14th, 2009 03:24 pm
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http://www.jinx.com/minigeeks/baby

Is it wrong that I totally want these?
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http://xkcd.com/557/

That *exact* dream has happened to me so many times!
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It. Is. 2009.

That means next year is 2010. Gah!!!!!!

Where are the space hotels, godammit? Where is my awesome life?

The new year has rolled in, and I'm ready to make some changes. Last year was lots of fun, but in the end I only checked off one thing from my list of life "to-dos", and that was hiking to the top of Half Dome. It's been two years since any major travel. It's been two months since my writing experiment. The backyard project is almost done and will be taking up less of our time and thought.

After several years of "I don't know what's coming," and no resolutions, I'm ready to take control of my life and kick myself in the pants.

1. I will write at least 3 nights a week. Goal: 50,000 words by the year end.
2. I will maintain or improve my physical fitness (the muscles held up suprisingly well in Mammoth last week).
3. I will take a vacation that involves real travel, overseas or cross-country.
4. I will read more than one book - it's pathetic that I could only think of *one* that I'd read last year.
5. I will not expect to have a meaningful or fulfilling career as an engineer (I'll just stick with lucrative, thankyouverymuch).

Regarding that last item, every job has started with promise and, one way or another, fizzled out. Either I have bad luck, poor job selection skills, or else "it's me, not you". I'm beginning to strongly suspect the third case is the true one. I can't make myself have passion and enthusiasm for this type of work, and I keep hoping that I'll be busy enough that it won't matter, but even that doesn't seem to pan out. It's time to stop dreaming about getting out and get serious about using the money as the fuel for what I really want.

The last few years had a lot of coasting along and having fun, but I'm tired of feeling regretful every time I look inward. Other than my marriage and my education, there isn't much that I'm proud of, and life isn't going to drop a sense of accomplishment in my lap. No more excuses.
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1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
Hiked to the top of Half Dome.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
Didn't make any...might actually come up with some this year.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Yes on more than one occasion. It's getting difficult to keep all the babies straight!

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Yes, quite recently.

5. What countries did you visit?
Sadly, none.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
Travel and scuba diving.

7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
Nov 4, election day.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Proving to myself that, if I put my mind to it, I can and will write on a regular basis. Also, hopefully, patent #2.

9. What was your biggest failure?
Letting my fitness level get even lower.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Nothing major.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
A new pack for backpacking.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
John McCain.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Backyard remodeling.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Hiking Half Dome, my Halloween costume, dinging 70 with my static party.

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
Anything by MGMT.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? Sadder.
ii. thinner or fatter? About the same.
iii. richer or poorer? Stock market => poorer

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Cycling.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Eating out.

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
Dinner with my MiL.

23. How many one-night stands?
N/A

24. What was your favorite TV program?
Fiction: Heroes. Non-fiction: The Daily Show

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
No.

26. What was the best book you read?
Hm, I think only read one book this year.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
MGMT.

28. What did you want and get?
A new computer!

29. What was your favorite film of this year?
Iron Man.

30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I worked, recovered from the flu, played WoW, and turned 33.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
Exactly the same as 2007.

32. What kept you sane?
Ryan, Comedy Central, and Pizza Port.

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
James McAvoy.

34. Who did you miss?
Marichelle.

35. Who was the best new person you met?
Not sure what this question is getting at, but I didn't make any new best friends this year.

36. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.
You never know what you're capable of until you try.

37. Quote a song that sums up your year.
And you may ask yourself
What is that beautiful house?
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? ...am I wrong?
And you may tell yourself
My god!...what have I done?
Same as it ever was...same as it ever was...

...

Dec. 11th, 2008 09:59 am
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When the first of my friends' parents passed away from age, I knew I was turning a corner in life. No longer were we kids, even if we would always be children. Now, a second corner has passed far sooner than I ever imagined it would.

That a young man, always so full of life, should go quietly in the night with no notice and no witness...I have no words for that, only shock and sadness. He was always kind to others, more so than he was to himself. I will miss the rib-crushing hugs, the great grin, the soft voice and the roar.

So long, Phil.

quizzy

Nov. 19th, 2008 11:10 am
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Anothere meme quiz! I <3 quizzes.

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I Am Coyote
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Coyote is a fun-loving goofball and that fits you to a T. Playfully silly, you appear somewhat bumbling at times, and your goofy exterior sometimes makes people forget what a quick mind and razor wit hides behind that amiable grin. In the mythos of the Plains tribes, Coyote is also a Creator, and stole fire as a gift for mankind. Your gift to the world is the creative fire of your quick, capable mind.
Which Trickster Are You?
Take the Trickster Test at www.isleofdreams.net.


I am pretty goofy looking, but hey, I'm also a gift to the world. w00t!
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Voting for the first non-white president in US history is pretty damn cool. I could've voted for a woman instead (the Green Party ticket), but she would be much less likely to win.

*fingers crossed*
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What made me think it was a good idea to start paying attention to politics?

Giuliani is an asshole. Palin, too. Can someone please go punch them for me?

I would move to Sweden, but the weather sucks there.
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I just ate a Dove Promises chocolate, and the following message was printed inside the wrapper:

Listen to your hearbeat and dance.

work tidbit

May. 8th, 2008 09:30 am
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For whatever else may be good or bad about this job, it's certainly nice to be at a company where you can regularly chit-chat with the CEO in the kitchen. Small companies rock. Never let me work at a big company again.

[Full disclosure: I was warned before I joined gspn, but I was so burned by startups that I thought big company = stability. What a joke that turned out to be.]

On a side note, man I am SO bored with engineering. WTB a sabbatical.

busy bee

Apr. 23rd, 2008 09:18 am
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Dad's 60th birthday party went off well. It was a good thing we bought a Wii 'cuz the one kid (age 7) had no company and would've been bored to tears without it! In spite of asking for no gifts, he got plenty of good loot, inlcuding an ipod from my Mom. We gave him a GC to REI so he can shop for half-dome backpacking gear. :)

Work has been kicking my ass, but not so much due to long hours as that I have to time-share on the new board. I have to cram in almost a day's worth of work into half a day in the lab. It's intense.

We ordered a new couch for the living room. Hopefully we can sell the old one in time. We've also been talking to landscapers about redoing the back & front yards. Looks like the total dream yard is out of our budget (what's new), but we'll at least end up with a spa, a nice cooking area, and better hardscaping.

This weekend is catch up time, and next weekend is the Gordian reunion party (at our house). After that, our hosting duties are over for a while, but the summer social calendar kicks into high gear. I really wish I was going to Maui in may for my friend's wedding - I could use a vacation!
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