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Friday, November 28, 2003

Words of love, Maggie Style... 

To the dog, whom she's slightly annoyed with:
"I just hate you,Danny...don't ever get lost,okay?"

Bad Santa indeed 

Aaarrggh!!! I'd written a post and tried to post a link to a website that counted down the days until Christmas and was gunned down by a flash animation and loud musical rendition of electronic Jingle Bells. Ovewhelmed my browser. Won't share the link as I have no desire to share the agony...

Wanted to mention that it's International Buy Nothing Day and to add the caveat that local businesses and jewelry sellers in the mall, for example don't count as evil corporate entities, so by all means, buy from such merchants as they:)

And learned there's a textbook on blogging. WTF? How self indulgent is that? But I wouldn't mind it for Christmas. Or else this.

Other then that, all you've missed was a pastry recipe and tales of maternal guilt, which I shall expound on at a later date.

Peace out. Or whatever. Hope you had a happy holiday.

Corbid

Wednesday, November 26, 2003

Words I didn't know, Part II 

Exigent
(adjective)
[EK�sah�jahnt]

1. requiring immediate aid or action; urgent; pressing: "I understand that you've driven with faulty brakes for several weeks now without incident, but you don't want to wait for the problem to become any more exigent."

2. requiring significant effort or expense; demanding

adverb form: exigently

Origin:
Approximately 1670; a back formation of English, 'exigency'; from Middle English, 'exigence'; borrowed from Middle French, 'exigence'; from Late Latin, 'exigentia'; from Latin, 'exigentem' (nominative 'exigens'), from 'exigere': to demand.

Wide Eyed Enthusiasm 

Saw the constellation of Orion through a belt of lavendar clouds in a clear sky last night. Remembered being a child fascinated with the stars. Want to find a way to get that sense of wonder and awe back into my life.

Monday, November 24, 2003

I am tired, I am weary. I could sleep for a thousand years...

Sunday, November 23, 2003

Maggie wants to show you all... 

...that she can type her name all by herself, so here goes:
maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

we'll keep working on that :)

I laughed aloud... 

...as I watched my friends get eaten and dismembered by Great Cthulu. Played Munchkin last night at game night, and it was pretty damn fun. Who says geeks don't have a sense of humour? Also discussed the pitfalls of retail real estate negotiations. Myself, I have no knowledge. I'm just here for moral support and to distill every statement into a short and clever catchphrase. Diviniations provided upon request.