April 06, 2004:
OK…
If I’m trying to read a Japanese book and can’t find a word in my (beautiful, comprehensive) dictionary, I hit the WWWJDIC. And if that doesn’t work, I search Google.
And when Google returns two pages in the whole world that contain that word, it’s time to reach for a new book.
I’m never going to figure this language out.
「錨覚」の意味は何でしょう？
Update: 錯覚。さっかく。 Optical illusion; hallucination. Thanks to Cat for looking it up for me! It was driving me nuts. No wonder I couldn’t find it! I need to read books with bigger print.
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March 16, 2004:
Well, of course there are days when I’d much rather be unemployed.
But I’ll leave one of these at the dojo.
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January 24, 2004:
Haven’t exactly enjoyed being sick this past week, but tinygrow helps pass the time.
So. I really love my new job - shame I had to miss so much time near the start of my tenure there. How annoying.
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November 29, 2003:
Now it just smells, when you walk through the door, like someone is a little too fond of commercial anti-odor products. Foaming, vanishing, floral anti-pet odor carpet cleaner, Krogers’ “Country Meadow” air freshener, Glade vacuum-up fresh scent carpet powder, and — oh, why not? — another off-brand “Rain Garden” air freshener. And that’s just the part I was responsible for; Brian scrubbed the bathroom, the hardest hit room, with lemon scent floor cleaner and icky-scent 409 until he could say jubilantly to me “Liana, it’s almost white again!”
The cats returned early on in the process — Maggie with the beginnings of a winter coat, Harume anxious until she found her footstool. (Brian thought it was funny I brought my little kitchen footstool over to Eric’s, where the cats stayed for a couple of days. What can I say? She likes to sit on it, or under it, and I was distraught.) After I got the bed cleared off, they rested there, watching the strange proceedings, avoiding the motion.
Post-flood, the apartment is more or less back to normal; the last time I’ve cleaned a place this thoroughly was when we were trying to move out of it. What a Thanksgiving!
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November 10, 2003:
I can already see this as being something Brian will be rather more interested in than me (see also the Matrix series, Don DeLillo, turn-based strategy games with cute little Jeeps) but I wanted to go on record as supporting the Borders strike. We made them cookies yesterday, and I don’t think my chocolate chip cookies have ever been received so gratefully.
It was a depressing week:
The summer before my trip to Japan my bad luck struck all at once - broken wrist, bad sickness, etc. etc. I am hoping it is the same way now: everyone, send me good vibes for my interview this week!
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November 06, 2003:
For a highly reasonable price, we have a car that will neither squeak nor kill us. Simply put - all we can afford plus $50. It’s like they were listening to us discuss our options somehow before they decided on the price.
Tomorrow - Women in the Mirror. Day after that, Merchant of Venice, directed by an acquaintance of mine. Relevant Daily article here. (Sited, eh.) Sunday - clothes and advice. Sometime in between, drama and all associated with it.
I’d rather not. But then I’d rather not do a great many things at the moment.
Well, then, here’s to the weekend and to looking at you, staring until your face becomes like a word that’s become letters. I know you understand how I feel about our next task; let’s continue to understand without making me spell out the awful things I’m thinking.
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September 13, 2003:
I don’t know what it is about me and oven doors, but here I am with my hand bandaged up.
On weekdays I keep a pretty strict schedule for myself; the weekend rolls around and I don’t quite know what to do with all of the time.
guess I’ll go find out…
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July 30, 2003:
They’re quoting a figure at us which is a little higher than the actual value of the car… $930 to be precise. Now, you may or may not know that our car is, or perhaps was, pretty darn junky to start with. I mean, heck, only one out of the four doors doesn’t have any major opening issues. I told Brian, and I don’t think he thought it was very funny, that there’s no way the repair guy could have possibly quoted that figure at him with a straight face. Oh well. Here’s to the Ann Arbor bus system and the kindness of car-owning friends!
and in other news, Harume is cute. ^_^
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July 04, 2003:
Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.
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June 08, 2003:
So my editor strongly recommended I nix the last journal I wrote, which I did; considering it was 11 paragraphs long and they all sounded like this: ” …but I also truly feel that if it was their decision it was due to thoughtlessness and not malice, though we’d be talking a Maggie-style lack of brains here” and “well, why don’t you feel abundantly free to go get stuffed?” and “the less said about that whole goddamn travesty the better.” It wasn’t a very prudent thing to have written, but my editor’s main objection was to her role in it, which is to say I quoted her on something that could get her in trouble too, although (like usual) it was spot-on.
Should you have happened to have visited this page between 5 and 7 AM this morning, do pretend I never quoted my mother. The rest I stand by, but in the interest of family peace will leave offline. It was good to write it, at least; I found it became much easier to fall asleep afterwards.
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June 07, 2003:
good:
-my brother graduated
-I can make fish-free miso soup
-we got free cat food
-we finally put some pictures up
bad:
-everything else
Yeah, who knows? I don’t want to write about things, but I do want to talk about things, so lucky for me Mom’s coming to visit in 20 minutes…
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April 23, 2003:
I am so frazzled.
All I want to do right now is go home to my apartment (that I don’t have yet) and sit out on the patio (that hasn’t been furnished yet) with my fiance (who’s at work right now) and drink iced tea (which is at his place) and pet my cats (who couldn’t be outside anyways) before we head out to watch a movie at the Michigan Theater (the only ones I want to see aren’t until May).
If I’m a little sharp for the next few days, it’s because I’ve been sitting and writing a lousy paper and where I want to be seems so far away. Apologies in advance.
Anyone want to help me with the derivative nature of nationalist and modernizing discourse?
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April 17, 2003:
How To Survive A Deathbed, courtesy of The Morning News.
This was really funny when I read it on Monday morning, before my body stopped working. Now I guess it’s time to go make that list…
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March 17, 2003:
Something that shouldn’t be encountered at 6:30 in the morning: yogurt made with soymilk.
I have this insane idea that adding some red wine vinegar might make it more palatable but as I wake up and the sun rises I realize I ought to just stick to the Cheerios.
Maybe I’ll try it again in four years.
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February 20, 2003:
So I’m at the Angell Hall computer lab about to print out my paper. I think, oh, I’ll make a change to this paper, and proceed to make it. Then I decide, oh, I guess I don’t like it very much, so I hit ctrl+z.
Turns out the z key on this keyboard is stuck. After a terrible five seconds of trying to get it to stop, here’s what I have:
Moeran writes that he intends to writzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzze a zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
A Japanese Advertising Agency is written with clarizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzy zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzn
That’s “clarity,” darn it.
Oh, and if that’s not enough it refuses to save my document. Better hope I don’t have to print it again.
At least it’s better than the computer I was on at the Grad Library where I could just OPEN my word document but not EDIT it.
And then now I was stapling my papers. They have one of those electric staplers where you just stick your papers in and it staples it for you automatically. Guy in front of me staples one bunch of papers, tries to staple the other bunch. No dice. Tries again. Kind of looks embarassed, lets me go. I staple my two copies of my paper, staple staple. He tries his again. Once more it doesn’t staple. He tries it again. Doesn’t work. I try stapling it for him. Doesn’t work. Tried again, no luck.
I said I thought maybe his paper was unlucky but I think it’s this whole darn lab.
I dunno. Something’s got to amuse me today.
I frightened one roommate with my extensive usage of swear words this morning. I guess things can only pick up from here, right?
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February 19, 2003:
Yeah. I’m beginning to think my Quantative Reasoning facilities are busted. Of course, I know that’s not true. It’s just a fun way of avoiding the fact that I optimistically loaded myself up with all these classes. Let’s see… I’ll start off with four insanely interesting, high-level, complicated, intense classes that all require me to do a ton of reading and thinking. (And I’m not kidding. Look, y’all, it’s hard for me to keep up with all this reading, and those of you who have ever watched me read a book you should know precisely how serious that is!) Is that enough? No! I’ve got to toss the *@$!% QR/2/NS class in on top of it. OK, Liana, name two things you don’t like: quantative reasoning and science. So why not take that particular class on top of everything else? Well? Now how’s that for setting myself up?
I’m an idiot. Don’t even have a broken wrist to blame it on this time. I knew this was something I’d have to spend time on and I didn’t. Yeah, everything else is difficult too and takes a lot of work and time and blah blah blah but the practical thing to do would have been to realize that some time before the midterm, huh?
Oh well. I’ve been beating myself up all day by now. I need some really upsetting and depressing music to listen to. Unfortunately all my CDs and my dad’s CDs are at home, so I can either loop some choice Anne E. songs or keep Siamese Dream running as loud as possible until someone complains.
Well, in other news this is the very first entry in the “Things no one else cares about but it’s my weblog so there” category. I may yet shorten that up, or at least make it so you can take a look at the categories. Maybe I’ll work on the page a bit during spring break. If I make it that far, that is!
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February 11, 2003:
The first ten days of the month are always the most fun with regards to this site because you can see the weirder things that people search for. “how to crochet a confederate flag,” for example. Or “aum shinrikyo compound pictures.” And quite honestly I don’t know how anyone can search for “flowers” and possibly reach any site on this domain. After a while the weird ones sort of drop off the radar and you just get “liana” and “soundgarden.”.
Oddly dull lately. Mostly just feel like I should be in a bad mood but I’m really not. Not entirely sure what it is replacing it but I feel like my temper is shorter and things are disconnected. Everything is in-between, it seems. I kind of just want to skip the next couple of months and wake up at the beginning of summer with a degree and an apartment.
Guess I’ll go do something relaxing. Preferably involving nail polish. I might be getting annoyed easier lately but I’m always fairly easy to please…
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