Junkie
Uh yeah, I’m not getting much done these days while the Olympics are on, and the fact that the events are streamed live when I get home from work doesn’t help either. Did I mention I am in heaven being able to watch equestrian events that are hardly ever touched upon on telly, on-line?
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Free
I tease my sisters constantly for their apparent OCD when it comes to planning, but I am no better. Although I do prefer to appear doing things last minute, mentally I am a planner, a schemer. However, ever since I completed my degree I haven’t had a plan, which has left me feeling lost and uneasy. I’ve entertained many ideas on what do to next. For example, I thought that I would do a master’s degree for fun. Of course, with it being for fun, it meant my heart wasn’t in it, and I stopped that one.
I try to force making a decision on my life to the back of my mind, because any definite decision I make, and any course I choose to take on my life, is just that: a new course. I feel that the moment I make a decision for my life, I am chained to that decision, and I think that is why I take my time. However, I know I need to do something, and do it soon. People are telling me, I’m just letting my gifts and talents waste away, and I must say that I agree with them. But, let me ask you this: When you have several gifts and talents, how do you choose just one to focus on? I believe that is the main area where I get snagged on the thorns of indecision, and right now I am trying to break free.
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Water Bomb!
I walked into work at 1706 yesterday. I got an e-mail stating that due to a broken pipe, the water would be turned off at 1700, with no news of when it would be back up and running. I work in a lab, for fuck’s sake. I don’t just use distilled water, but I need running tap water for procedures as well. As a result, for three hours I used variants of the word “fuck” approximately every thirty seconds, while my staff and I hauled ass through procedures, not knowing if and when the water was going to be shut off. The water ended up not being turned off to our building. But hey, at least I know I can drop the f-bomb “frequently” at work and not worry about having to break out the “hormones” excuse. I mean, I used to only limit my use of it to maybe thirty times in an eight-hour period…
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Neighbours
So, by Friday, my sister will be living in the same flat complex as I am, living in the building next to me. We will be separated by a few slabs of concrete and some dumpsters. It will have its perks, one being that my sister currently houses my mother’s piano. It also means, with us being in the same vicinity, my family will be itching to come over to my flat for socializing, as my sister’s flat is always an obstacle course, and mine is not. Of course she’ll argue, and she has, that this will change once she moves into the new place. As I’ve known her for over twenty years, and have yet to see any fluctuation in her ability to maintain a tidy flat, I’m dubious. All I can say for absolute certainty is that things are going to really start to liven up over at Chez Bio, and I have no idea if I am ready for that.
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Uh...so...yeah...
I think I am averaging about one post per month these days. It isn’t that I don’t have much to say: I do. No, I believe it is due to the fact that it is just hard to jump in and start posting, getting a rhythm going again after not posting for so long. In addition, my life is just so boring right now. I have a new kitten, I am learning Japanese, and I am working and spending time with my family. I mean, it is nothing exciting. Who wants to read about this crap? I know I don’t. I also think I am suffering from self-censorship. I have a lot of stuff on my mind, but I don’t write about it here due to the fact that I know who reads my posts. Maybe it is time to pack up and move to a new url with a new name. What would that be called: The Blogger Protection Programme?
Oh, and FYI, writing Japanese is rather hard for a left-handed person, because the strokes are designed for it to be done with your right hand.
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Sea World from Last Year

Did I ever mention that I went to Sea World twice last year? It took me over a year, but I finally uploaded the pictures to my flickr account. One of these days I’ll get up the ones I took at the San Diego Zoo and the San Diego Wild Animal Park. At the rate I am going, it might be another year or two before I do that. Can you feel the motivation just oozing out of me?
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G0T G33K?
So my sisters and I went on holiday the past week to Laughlin, NV. In Laughlin there is really not much to do aside from seeing movies in the two theaters that they have there and watching ducks on the Colorado River get attacked by carp. I, of course, expected this, so I packed up my super-deluxe entertainment system consisting of my MacBook Pro, my External HD containing .avi file goodness, my DVI to Video Adapter, and my iCable. This combination is what I use to play files on my sister’s circa 2001 telly when we watch anime on the weekends, so I saw no reason for it not to work on the hotel room telly. I was also hoping I’d be extremely lucky and have a nice HDTV to mess around with for once.
When we reached our room, not only did we not have an HDTV, we had a TV from the early 90’s (cheap bastards). This meant that nothing I had would work because all I had to work with on this old-school TV was an F-jack. On top of this, there was only one free outlet in the room for three women to fight over for hair-styling products, notebook power adapters, mobil-phone adapters etc. This of course would not do, so my sisters and I went out to find a place that sold what we needed. As luck would have it, I found what I needed at a Home Depot: a Video Converter RF modulator with S-video, two surge protectors, two coaxial cables, and an antenna diplexer. I would like to note that I still have no idea how the Hell I knew that was what I needed, but I did. Maybe it was my inner geek speaking to me, who knows? All I know is that it worked like a charm, and made my sisters and I all three very happy closet otaku. However, now I have all this extra gear at my flat, with no idea when I’ll have to use it again.
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