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i am: 40...a capricorn / moon in pisces / libra rising...an old soul with a young spirit...older than i look...contemplating my 3rd tattoo...NOT a web designer...a lesbian...working things out with the g.f....a native iowan...a graduate of cornell college and ohio state...a critical reader and thinker...really rather shy...agnostic...an ardent feminist...a bleeding-heart liberal...a pacifist...and so not your average white grrl...
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September 25, 2003
everything's gone greenprobably the coolest thing i've bought for myself lately is retro, new order's 4-disc boxed set. the content of each disc was chosen not by the bandmembers themselves, but by people they know in one way or another. in the intro to the accompanying book, stephen morris spells it all out:...I like the fact that our box set has been handed over to other people, because it's the only way anything would have got done. And this way there's something for everyone at Christmas.
John McCready's CD ("FAN") is for the snotty nephew who didn't get the trainset he wanted, but a sweater instead. He'd console himself with John McCready.
Obviously, the frustrated housewife would go for Mike Pickering ("CLUB"): not been out clubbing in awhile, get a groove going while doing the dishes.
Granny would go for Miranda [Sawyer]'s ("POP"), she can hum along, cos she'll know them already, everyone a winner.
And Bobby [Gillespie]'s live one ("LIVE") would be for the getting-slightly-tubby ex-football hooligan. i guess i'm the snotty nephew, 'cause FAN—featuring songs that you only know if you were listening to the whole album tape cd—is definitely my favorite. as much as i loved tearing up the floor of the club back in the day, to favorites like "the perfect kiss," "bizarre love triangle," and "blue monday"...and as cool as the CLUB disc's remixes of the latter, as well as songs like "fine time," are...my own favorites were always the "b-sides": "your silent face" and "everything's gone green," especially.
anyway, i'm loving this set. i'm not sure it makes much sense that 80s electronic pop can evoke such strong emotions, but then...i've always been at least a little bit left of center.
3:34 PM
September 16, 2003
not half the bitchso, in the last few weeks, my sister and i have only just started to communicate again. i called and left a message for her on her birthday in late july, and she e-mailed a thank-you (albeit 2 weeks later). in a message the week after labor day, she told me that her sister-in-law, kim, had just had a baby girl. kim was the one who, at the wedding, had really gone out of her way to make sure that s was comfortable and having a good time, while i was preoccupied with the string of relatives i hadn't seen in years (including an 8-year-old niece i had not, until that point, even met). when we found out that she was pregnant, s and i decided immediately that we would send her a little something for the baby after it was born...to let her know how much her efforts during the wedding weekend had been appreciated.
in her e-mail, my sister had written that the baby had been born "on saturday at about 10 a.m."...meaning, saturday, august 30. the wife of a colleague and friend of mine is a professional tile maker, so s and i decided to ask her to make a tile to commemorate the baby's birth, which would include her name and birth date. in a conversation with my mom last nite, she mentioned a different birth date, so i decided i'd better verify the date with my sister. so i e-mailed her this morning. she replied:Lis - I thought that I just said in the email that she was born over Labor Day weekend, but if I goofed - her birthday is 8/31. so i sent my sister a quick reply:yup, you goofed. hopefully, it's not too late to make the change! thanks. then, i scrambled to make sure that our tile-maker friend hadn't inscribed the date yet (luckily, she hadn't).
in retrospect, while i certainly hadn't wanted to belabor the point, i had wanted to make her aware that it had been her mistake and not mine...but therein lies my error. she responded:Lis - the email jabs aren't cool. I am sorry that I wrote Saturday instead of Sunday. Neither of us knew you were focused on the date. If either we had, at least one us would've been careful to doublecheck and confirm the date of 8/31 (instead of writing the day of the week) - just like getting you the address. Honestly, it was an unintentional mistake that I'm sorry for, but I also think that it could've been avoided if we had just known that you were using the date - a quick phone call or even an email clarifying that you needed the date would've been all it would've taken. *sigh*
my reply, you may ask?jesus fucking christ!! you really need to lighten up. it wasn't intended as a "jab". i was simply responding to your use of the word "if"...as in, IF you had goofed...because guess what? you HAD!! you ARE capable of making mistakes! ooooh, THERE'S a newsflash. i am soooooo sorry that you didn't get the joke. my bad!
you know, it never occurred to me that this was anything other than an unintentional mistake. what, you think i'm sitting here picking apart every fucking little thing you say, in an attempt to find wrongdoing of some sort, so that i can call you on it? ummmm, no...that would be YOU. give me a fucking break. you're such a fucking drama queen. it is NOT always all about you. and the world is not out to get you.
okay. so i didn't really say that. my actual reply wasn't the least bit caustic. i explained. i assumed the blame (because with my sister, someone's got to, and it's certainly not gonna be her) for not making the fact that i was joking clear enough. i conveyed that it was a moot point, anyway, because it wasn't too late to change the date. i kept the peace.
because, you see...i'm not half the bitch i wanna be.
1:04 PM
September 12, 2003
salma hayek. johnny depp. is there really anything more to say?
11:10 AM
September 05, 2003
autumn & athletesthere was a chill in the air as i left the house this morning...and i was loving it. fall is on its way, my people. and i am so ready.
in addition to the promise of the cool and crisp autumnal days that i love, the schedule we've been waiting for was released yesterday, and some other women are hosting a tournament this weekend.
[sidebar: have you ever noticed that volleyball players have great butts? must be all those squats...nary a flat booty in the bunch. *grin*]
so what if this entire city is consumed each autumn by buckeye football? i'm actually beginning to enjoy it. s has played a huge role in the development of that appreciation over the last few years, teaching me more about the game than i ever thought i'd know. that, and...i had a revelation last saturday while watching a running back on espn demonstrate a rather intricate set of moves designed to evade his potential tackler:you can't be an idiot and play this game. at least, not at this level. you just can't. who knew? it's too bad that more players don't succeed in replicating that intelligence in the classroom. if they could, that whole "dumb jock" stereotype just might explode.
part of it is also that i'm just plain fascinated...by athletes, by athletic skill, and by athletic bodies in motion. how do they get their bodies to do that? where does the talent come from? how do they push themselves day after day, in games and in practice, all year round...when i have trouble forcing myself to do a basic 30-minute workout? i guess you either have it (whether it's "natural"...or you worked hard to get it...or both), or you don't...it being the talent, the skill, and the drive.
of course, another part of it is that it's really difficult not to get into football when you work at a place like this. i look out my upper-floor office window every day, and BOOM, there's the team...practicing right across the street. even at work, there's a certain type of energy on the friday before a game day that's just really hard to escape. and actual game days? forget it...you're likely to be sucked into it in one way or another, whether you want to be or not.
this weekend, we'll be watching plenty of other folks, in addition to the footballers, who are blessed with that elusive it...and we'll be having a ball (heheh) doing it.
4:38 PM
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