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Resolved: 2009

• That Joy-Z should not attend concerts where the audience does not dance, but instead sits awkwardly in chairs nodding and clapping periodically.

• That a minimum quarter of an hour each day should be spent with Chinese (the language, but hey, wouldn’t say no to the people).

• That, weekly, an uncomfortable but character-edifying task be performed and recorded.

• That Joy-Z will not date guys who are not going to work out for any reason, once not-working-outness is realized.

• That each day Joy-Z produce something / do something that is not consumption.

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Why I am so hopeful every year that this will be my year or a good year or at least comfortable year, I am not sure. It has not panned out yet. But maybe this is my year! I have secret fears of ways this could derail as past years have, but I’ve got some secret hopes, too.

Past years’ mottos have included sarah brown’s ‘not letting nobody keep us down’ or somesuch and my childhood’s ‘rally strong!’.

2009! Motto

Soy la más chingona: Year of the Ladyhammer

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Amazon! Wonderful service, loads of data for price-discrimination. <3 First and last item.

Mostly, I’m happy looking at M.I.A. search results. And yes, I’m the jnkn jnn jumpin’ off the decks girrrrl.

Soundtrack v. album

Soundtrack v. album

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I don’t read a lot that’s not internet news, white papers, or the occasional new novel. I reread a lot of things. I’m pretty utilitarian in my reading these days. I don’t have anything to say about this poem other than, I wanted to share it and to have it for later.

Candles

Days to come stand in front of us
like a row of lighted candles—
golden, warm, and vivid candles.

Days gone by fall behind us,
a gloomy line of of snuffed-out candles;
the nearest are smoking still,
cold, melted, and bent.

I don’t want to look at them: their shape saddens me,
and it saddens me to rememebr their original light.
I look ahead at my lighted candles.

I don’t want to turn for fear of seeing, terrified,
how quickly that dark line gets longer,
how quickly the snuffed-out candles proliferate.

~ C.P. Cavafy

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UPS managed to get me the Prescriptives package on the second try (thanks, Prescriptives!). It was the first couple of weeks of December. Busy mailtimes, sure. Not so busy that magical garages zap into existence to receive packages and then disappear, but busy.

And a company is always takings loads of risks anytime it hires someone. Information asymmetry can screw both ways, friends, like a double-ended dildo.*

UPS (purportedly?) racist driver who thinks Sikh is named “Terrorist”**

*My, that was crass. Perhaps I should rewrite. somehow, less crass when spoken, more crass in print.

**I am not a fact-checker on this one. Perhaps it is not true. One hopes. Perhaps s/he has been fired like a cannon.

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Quotation slash New Link

“So I went to Value Village, a thrift store in Maryland where white people shop ironically and Latino people shop in earnest.”

Kind of slayed me, in the earnest way, not the funny way. (From this post.)

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My friend has a shopping addiction. Not entirely sure we’re being cutesy with this phrase; think it’s an actual problem, assessing the damage done to life and decisions made, working on a fix, &c.

I figure, I will ask the internet and then just apply the results to shopping. I always ask the internet.

The number one result for how to break addiction is some Dr. Phil junk. Fine. Okay.

Number two?

THIS.

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I suppose more accurately, the cell phone service providers are the ones pissing me off.

I am also slightly insulted by this line from this NYT article:

UNTIL Mr. Kohl began his inquiries, the public had no reason to think of the text-messaging business as anything but an ordinary one, whose operational costs rose in tandem with message volume.

I understand that a lot of this is information probably required some digging, but seriously? We had no reason? What? – we thought that the entire rest of the world started out texting not because it was cheaper to provide, but because they are just not as into using phones for, um, sound? and voice? and regular-ass but harder to provide old-timey phone calls?

Whatever. I know I’m getting ripped off about twenty times a day in ways I cannot really fight. Doesn’t meant I don’t occasionally notice that it’s happening.

Un update: See, Wired commenters know what’s up. NYT, c’mon.

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