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Name: Stephanie
Birthday: 3/27/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: Animals, reading, self-reflection, television, cute things, numbers/data, organizing
Expertise: Anything involving TV and/or blogging endlessly
Occupation: Student
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10/21/2001
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| GUESS WHAT I FOUND???A Series of Fortunate Events:
-I had movies due at the library, but I still had 3 pretty thick books so I almost just sent them with Dad and didn't go. Decided I would maybe like a new movie after all, and went with.
-While briefly browsing the YA section, I frowned at the messy sight of books left all over the place, sitting at the ends of shelves.
-Then my stomach dropped out, as I realized that a lot of the shelves were looking emptier than usual, only about 75% full. Fearing that Maplewood was gearing up to do the same thing White Bear had done - a massive weeding & selling off - I flew to the book sale room to see if there were babies to rescue.
-There were not. HOWEVER. On my way to the YA section of said room, I glanced - just glanced - at a spinning rack of adult fiction paperbacks, and HOLY LORD, there was my beloved "Flying Changes" by Sara Gruen looking back at me. The same copy I first read two years ago and fell in love with, the best general adult fiction book I've ever read, one of my favorite books in THE ENTIRE WORLD.
-For a dollar! I've been hoping to find this book since the day I read it, even considered buying it new at one point to support the awesome author, but I just never got around to it. But now here it is! Mine! ALL MINE.
This seems to happen to me a lot in life, randomly stumbling across books I really want. It's kind of weird, yet awesome, like I have this little bibliophile guardian angel who looks out for my reading interests. It's about the only thing I have good luck with, but I'm certainly not going to argue!
Pity that they felt the need to rip off the bar code on the front (rather than just putting a black line through it), peeling off a chunk of the paper with it. So now I have this ugly white mar across the top...but it's okay. Maybe someday I'll replace it with a better version; for now the important thing is just that it's on my shelf. Ahhhhh!
*giddy*
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| I knew that ignoring Facebook was going to bite me in the ass someday, and that day is today.Just found out that my high school class is having a 5-year reunion after all, and SURPRISE, it is tonight (as in about 16 hours from now).
So technically I could still go - it does seem a little like fate that a random LJ friend told us to look her up on Facebook, causing me to log in for the first time in 3 months and see that invitation just in time - but...
I don't know; it seems like not really an official thing so much as the "senior officers" throwing a little event at a place downtown, and it'll probably be just small enough that I will know everybody and feel awkward and embarrassed by the fact that I have been drifting and doing nothing except graduating late from college. Besides, SHE might be there, and the crowd won't be big enough to hide in.
Eh, she probably won't be, but even so. I do not think I'm up to it. They all graduated a year ago, if not sooner from a 2-year degree program or stockpiled PSEO credits, and probably have full-time jobs or are in grad school, and some will be married and for all I know have kids. People I grew up with! I don't need to be slapped in the face with just how hard my life maturity is stuck at age 14.
Frick, I always swore that I would never miss a class reunion, just in case someone else was hoping I'd be there (highly unlikely, but it's the principle of the thing - *I* expect people to show up, so I have to behave in kind) - but here I am, missing the very first one out of sheer embarrassment.
It is not because I don't love you, White Bear! I loved high school and would love to see a lot of you people again! It's just that now I'm even more afraid to talk to you than I was then. And nobody's expecting me anyway, so I'll just...drift on, in my ghostly state of living in past memories - I was just reading 10th & 11th grade journal entries the other day - and pretending none of you have changed at all.
DISCLAIMER: Emo Post has been partially brought to you by the fact that Torchwood has been using my heart as an emotional punching bag nonstop all week, and the finale just completely did me in, so I'm in a slightly unstable/exhausted frame of mind right now.
[Edit: You know what? I've realized that watching the Harper's Island finale with my mom, per our summer-long tradition, sounds like more fun anyway. No regrets! *bounce*]
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| SOME STUFF THAT HAS HAPPENED LATELY:I suck at updating here. Should just abandon it. Except then I wouldn't have an outlet for posting random crap when I don't want to update LJ/really want-slash-care if anyone reads it.
4th of July: On the one hand, from our particular position on the beach, you could literally see 5 different sets of fireworks across the lake from various towns before & after our main show started, which helped pass the waiting time. And our grand finale was the most amazing it's ever been, setting off such a huge volume of them at once that it literally felt like you were engulfed by thundering cannons (awesome experience, I recommend it), and the sky got so bright I had to look away.
On the other hand, I felt bad for the 4 or 5 dogs in our immediate area (WHY. Why do people bring their pets to this?). More to the point, our whole show was all of 12 minutes long. What! What is that! Our shows always average at least 20! The fireworks that started before ours went on longer! LAME, WHITE BEAR. LAME. I blame the economy.
Garage Sale Finds: Slim pickings last week because of the holiday, and doesn't look like it'll be much better this week, but there was the annual tent sale going on in the Redeeming Love church parking lot, and that's usually good for some treasures. Like these:
$1 - The Psychology of Childhood, Norsworthy & Whitley, (c) 1933 (this edition reprinted 1937). Just because I wanted to see how much was different. I'm already giggly about the mention of a possible assignment in which you observe how many things of interest there are for children in a given area, such as "open fruit stalls" or "moving-picture theaters."
50 cents - "Nyrex Slimview" Display Book? Not sure what this thing is called - it's like a blank book the size of a 3-ring binder, but instead of pages it's got 22 of those plastic slipcovers that you can put pages inside. Oh! Sort of like this, only white. Whatever it is, it's exactly what I've been looking for to store some of my schoolwork in an easily-flip-through-able format. And I didn't even know what I was looking for until I found it.
25 cents - ORIGINAL MY LITTLE PONY. God! Yes! *whoops* I KNEW I COULD DO IT, I knew if I dug through enough bins of McDonald's toys and stuffed animals and random action figures, I could find an errant pony thrown in! She's a baby Christmas pony with 1984 stamped in her hoof, although that site says she was offered as a mail-away order in 1989. Mane & tail are rougher than in that pic, but that's to be expected. I'm just happy I found one! :D
Furthermore, you should be very proud of how many Grand Champions I passed up (there were, like, 8 at no more than a dollar apiece), because they weren't super-especially-pretty and all of mine are in a box anyway; they're not a collecting priority. Also cute stuffed animals that I passed on, for the same reason - although I was really glad to see this huge, oversized yellow Lab later being bought by the person ahead of me in line. He found a good home within the first hour of the sale, yay!
Baking: Even though it's been fairly hot (albeit cooler today), I have a sudden urge to bake, even though I haven't done it in, oh, about 2 years. Debating between the classic chocolate chip cookies, the brownies The Office ruined for me but for which I'm maybe slowly getting my desire back if they're not frosted, the simple lemon bars, the comfy banana bread, and my wild exotics, snickerdoodles or gingersnaps.
Or something new! Seriously, I've been all over the internet trying to pick a new recipe that's simple but good. I asked LJ, but all they did was suggest "brownies with chocolate chip cookies inside," seriously, and now I can't stop thinking about that...distract me! With less wild ideas!
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| My new crack addictionFor a while, I was getting my daily dose of humor off textsfromlastnight.com, but I had to stop that because funny as it was, it was also highly detrimental to my self-esteem and making me paranoid of all men, neither of which are problems I need to exacerbate. Now I get my LOLZ from reading the personals on Craigs List, where nearly every post repairs my self esteem. Like this one.
"hey whats up im tim and im looking for somone to hang out with today. i have lived hear in minnesota for a month know and realy havent met anyone. i am a realy nice sweet guy and love to cuddle and be held. what ever hapen hapens and i am also single and have been for 8 months. this is a real add it is raining outside and it is 4:34 pm."
It takes EFFORT to be that grammatically incorrect. I'm pretty sure all the words he did spell correctly were by accident, or maybe he copied & pasted them from the internet when he was so clueless about how to write something that he had to Google it until he got a spelling suggestion. For example, "single" is a pretty tricky word! Six whole letters and a silent e, plus how did he know for sure it didn't start with a silent C?" (Sorry. Was that mean?)
On the other end of the spectrum, here is Super Classy Guy! (inexplicably posting in the platonic section; perhaps he doesn't understand what the word means)
"I am looking for a nice girl to have anal sex with in my car or her's after we've had some ice cream. hit me back."
Dude, totally. It's such a tantalizing offer, I don't know how any girl could turn you down.
God, I could do this for HOURS. I know there's a "best of CraigsList" and all, but frankly I am having fun just with everything that's offered and updated on a continual basis. Every post! Every single post offers endless wells of amusement potential! About 1 in every 100 sounds passable, and another 5 or so are less laughable than just sort of sad and make you feel sorry for them, but the remaining 90+% are just GREAT, GREAT FUN.
To think, there was a time when I only trolled CL for garage sale listings. Now it's better than eBay.
...what. I have time to kill before the fireworks start and no books to read or TV to watch.
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| Heaven help usThe Cap & Trade Bill passed in the House. The hell and why. I mean, as far as I can tell, this gobbledegook sounds a lot like indulgences. "You are only allowed to pollute THIS MUCH! But, if you feel a need to keep polluting, go ahead. Just throw some money out for penance and we'll make it all better."
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