time
[or lack of.] spent tuesday cleaning out the spare room in anticipation of the arrival of my parents; spent wednesday in rehearsals, being stuck in …
Category: Dislocate
1. To put out of usual or proper place, position, or relationship.
2. To displace (a body part), especially to displace a bone from its normal position.
3. To throw into confusion or disorder; disrupt: a continuing drought that dislocated the state’s economy.
Dislocate was held at Livejournal, and ran from approx 2001 to 2010 (though it got very sparse from about 2006 onwards). It was designed to cover random musings, tangent thoughts, curious/interesting finds on the internet, quotes, things that don’t fit anywhere else.
huguhjuhg. (or, “Mornin’ Sunshine.”)
my mutinous uterus decided that i didn’t need any more than 3 hours of broken sleep last night, even though i have a full day …
still geeky..
btw, i’m bored, on a downloading spree from garageband (oh those crazy Atlanta bands), and waiting for Clayton to arrive… might go looking for new …
*snicker*
finally getting the lost Drak mp3’s off pa.. haven’t seen him for so long, it almost seems odd talking to him again.. but ma and …
in other news…
angie: calculators are easy.. lizzardbreath: anything that beeps is dangerous.. cough oh my…
*fiddle fiddle*
i’ve been finally re-designing ang.dx.. well, i knew what i wanted, but i’ve finally found the image i want to use.. so i’ll fiddle with …
quick guilt update
i haven’t been on much lately.. i’ve had time to dial up, receive mail, check messengers, and go again. that’s it. clayton has been staying …
sunday, bloody sunday…
it’s not been too bad, i guess.. slept in, cleaned the kitchen, did my laundry, tried (again) to meditate, got disturbed by princess offering coffee, …
goddamn computers..
so last night, at about 1am, the computer crashes… not just the ‘lock-reset’ kind of crash.. the ‘lock-reset-lock-reset-can’t find the hard drive-shutdown-sleep-wake up-reformat the hard …
hughhuhgh.
hmm. i appear to be awake. it might be 2pm or thereabouts, but the last two weeks have been a real trip.. Princess, Clay, Paul …
“fuck it.”
my quote for the day. it was a ‘fuck it’ kind of day, following a ‘woah’ weekend.. i spent four hours lying on the floor …
breathing.
we were supposed to finish filming last night… but at 5pm, i got a phone call from Gareth (Paul’s housemate)… Paul was in hospital again …
“What?” .. “You know.” .. “Ahh..”
up down around again and you were so worried about me. but you’re the one that caved, reminded by god-knows-what, you slipped, asked, tried to …
bamf ftp/servers and what.
dammit.. there’s something going on with .f2g .. i can’t log into the ftp server from this computer, and when loading the site, i either …
woah..
this is scary.. thanks to clichéd for the linkage.. Your Existing Situation Readily participates in things affording excitement or stimulation. Wants to feel exhilarated. Your …
missing person
ug. i’m exhausted. and we haven’t even finished filming yet… its a bit difficult to finish filming when your co-star ends up spending 3 hours …