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        <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 01:50:32 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Unplugged</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 22:58:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Not much online time lately, my computers have been shot for a while now and I don't usually trouble myself to try to get one working. If I've promised to spend time or look at something or do something online and haven't, sorry. <br /><br />Busy working constantly. Thankful to have overtime all of the time.<br /><br />Forecast for snow tomorrow. We never get snow before the new year, and this is really close to Christmas. Very glad. Nobody else is, but I love snow and want bucketloads of it. Buckets and barrels and truck loads and feet and feet and feet of fresh beautiful white fluffy pure cold fabulous snow.<br /><br />I think the job and other occurrences this year finally pulled me out of my life-long melancholy. Been *happy* for a few months now. Actually happy. Waking up and not being depressed about waking up is amazing. Good stuff. Life's much easier when it's rosy. It's like self perpetuating positivity. Smile and the world smiles with you, and that makes you smile, which makes the world smile with you.... ad nauseum.<br /><br />I just wish I could make everyone else around me as happy as I've been lately.<br /><br />Happy Holidays to everyone. Merry Christmas, Blessed Yule, Happy Chanukah, Blessed Saturnalia, etc etc, and Happy New Year.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>BiPolar Poetry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Oct 2009 15:32:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To be perfectly honest, I don't like most poetry. I understand the value of poetry in history and as a means of expression, and I get the catharsis that comes in writing poetry,  and I have even written poetry myself - but for the most part, poetry rarely moves me or impresses me. <br /><br />There are exceptions.<br /><br />I happened to tune into NPR early this morning and caught someone reading a poem. I was impressed. So much so that I came home and managed to get my crappy broken laptop working enough that I could look it up.<br /><br />I don't think this lady has a deviantart, but she has a website. She's a local poet, and has won awards.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.rhettisemantrull.com/therealwarningsarealwaystoolate.html">[link]</a><br /><br />There is the poem she was reading, on her website.<br /><br />Definitely going to see about purchasing this book.<br /><br />3 hours of sleep last night, followed by work and then planting spring bulbs in the hard-as-cement dirt here. I am tired.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>Beautiful.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 00:13:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I can sum up things briefly, for once.<br /><br />Life is extremely beautiful and simple if you allow it to be. It depends more on perspective than on anything else. The catch is that you have to give up, and you have to learn to be accepting. It's worth it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>Hummina Zummina?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 12:26:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have heard that kidney stones are the worst pain one can experience. Could be true. Apparently Pluto had taken up abode in my kidney after he was dissed by the scientific community, but he recently decided to step out the other night and got locked out. He left little friends behind, who might eventually join him on the way to nowhere. 50/50 for surgery next week. (I will not go quietly.) In the meantime I'm on pain pills and water water water. Not so much food, since I can't tolerate it. Good side? It's not appendicitis, and I might fit into that dress in a week or two if I keep up the unintentional bulimia. Bad side? Pretty much everything else, especially the 50/50 thing. <br /><br />Also, why does excruciating pain or serious injury always happen in the middle of the night, when the only recourse is to wait it out (and maybe die if you don't know what's wrong) or go to the ER? These things can never occur during normal business hours when you could, you know, schedule an appointment with a regular doctor and save a few hundred (or thousand) bucks.<br /><br />I feel like one of those old people who have nothing else to talk about but health problems. How's your rumatis doing?<br /><br />No sleep in a long time. Going nap.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>Advice</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Sep 2009 01:33:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Something I have learned - Spending time and energy worrying over the affairs of others, speaking badly of others, and/or trying to conceive of ways to hurt, insult, or annoy others, rarely ever does more than hurt yourself and waste your own time. If you have problems or unpleasant feelings, figure out why, confront the person you dislike, (or the inner issues you have,) find solutions, clear up possible misunderstandings, and move on. Fix what you can fix, accept what you cannot. A direct and considerate approach is so much faster and more effective than brooding and assuming and judging, and it cuts off a lot of trouble down the road. Don't wallow and obsess and fight and gossip and harass - that's all self destructive, and rather than injuring the person you dislike, you mostly just make yourself look foolish.<br /><br />Just a friendly word of wisdom for the day. We often get so caught up in ourselves that we behave in unnecessary ways, which we eventually come to regret.<br /><br />Communicate. Act. Let go. And remember that people are all people. Being genuinely nice does amazing things - not everyone is open to it, but you'd be surprised how many people will completely soften up and work with you to resolve issues if you're just thoughtful and considerate to them. Just treat people like friends, not enemies.<br /><br />(I feel like a cheesy self-help manual, but seriously, this is all true.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>Computer</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 22:01:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My laptop is really giving out, and I recently got a virus/malware on it, so I'll probably not be around too much, because I just can't bring myself to care enough to try to fix the damn thing. I have an old desktop but it's not going to get much use either. I find myself so completely uninterested in computers and the net. They are not what they used to be, for me.<br /><br />Shaking off the last of some vivid melancholic dreams from a night ago, they cling to me greedily, for days sometimes.<br /><br />Going for a late night walk, or as my dad calls it, looking for muggers. It's unseasonably cool here, so it will be very lovely.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>Updates</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 23:51:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Updates on goings on -<br /><br />I got the job I had mentioned in my previous journal entry. I have been enjoying it, as much as one can enjoy an office job. The company is a pretty good one. The people are friendly. Atmosphere is good. Not necessarily fun or energetic, but positive. Works out well.<br /><br />I am permanently on 2nd shift hours, which works nice for me and I expect to keep up on that for quite a long time. <br /><br />I broke my glasses the other morning, thank god for super glue. Getting new glasses in a couple weeks, when my vision benefits kick in. Go me.<br /><br />I have made homemade spaghetti sauce, homemade brushchetta, homemade tomato caprese, mater sandwiches, fresh summer salad, and given all of the neighbors tomatoes. Still some more tomatoes coming in. It's good. I'm out of basil in the garden (I suck at growing herbs,) and can't find a store that is selling it (why?? no idea.) <br /><br />Going to farmer's market this weekend. Hello, okra. Hoping to find some good hummus and other harder-to-find things, too. We don't do farmers market much around here, but I'm going to start making it a habit at least once a month.<br /><br />Birthday this weekend. Already got a nice Indian cookbook and some Indian flavoured chocolates - surprisingly good. Also some other odds and ends.<br /><br />Signing up for the gym this weekend too, since now I never really have a good time to go out and exercise at home. Plus using actual equipment will be nice.<br /><br />My job reimburses for school tuition. Can I work full time and do college? We are going to find out. I'm going to look into applying for spring semester next year.<br /><br />CANNOT WAIT FOR FALL FESTIVALS. God, I love fall festivals. Two weeks away from the first one in the area. Going to try to hit a few this year. I am in a celebratory mood. Hurrah for hypomania. I wish it could last forever. Too bad it always comes with inversely proportional lows. Ah well. Balance.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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                <title>Could it be true?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 17:29:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hesitate to even say it, and yet, perhaps it is true - I believe I have a job. A real, full time, permanent position. Health, dental, vision, 401k, 40 hrs a week, nice people, professional atmosphere, brand new offices.<br /><br />Decent pay. Not outstanding, but liveable. <br /><br />I accepted the offer Friday. Now just waiting for the drug screen and background check. I have no blemishes on my background, and don't do drugs, and yet I hardly believe it's real. I have this little fear that somehow, something is going to go wrong and I am going to get a call telling me that they are sorry but they're unable to hire me after all, but thanks for playing. I've been looking for a job for so long. I am *this* close to feeling the amazing relief of being employed again, without having to worry constantly about the next day. Temp jobs are alright, but they're utterly unstable and unreliable. And they pay diddly squat.<br /><br />Tremulously happy right now.<br /><br />In other news, have been very hoarse for a week, perhaps laryngitis, not sure. Thinking about joining a gym, saw a great special for the next year at a 24 hour place that may be too good to pass up. Also thinking about going vegetarian, as part of my general trying to be healthier, happier, and more constructive. I do love meat, though. So that's tricky. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br /><br />Also... deviantART - if I actually DO get this job, I promise, I will renew my membership. You can quit prodding me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Gaelyia</author>
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