Oct. 16th, 2004

phinnia: smiling dolphin face (blue angel)
Geek quiz times two. )
This little Bollywood/Presidential debate flash movie is really weird. In a weird way. With weird topping. Amusing though.
I wish I'd seen Jon Stewart on Crossfire, but we always have the transcript and the video. (Thanks be to [livejournal.com profile] adgy for digging those up.) Maybe those Jon Stewart for President t-shirts should be taken as a sign.


It's a cool crispy day here in PDX. The kiddo was up too late as usual, and we were up too late as usual ... this has got to get sorted around one of these days before January (*hopings*) I go through these bouts of paranoia - on the one hand my GPA is way higher than what they want, but on the other hand I hate counting on things until I'm sure, but I mean ... argh. Yeah, the spinning cycle of worry. I hate waiting, especially for an undetermined period of time. I need more coffee.


We've figured out what we're doing for [livejournal.com profile] seanersxp's birthday partything - going to Peanut Butter Ellies and the Childrens' Museum. Anyone want to join us? It's next weekend: I'll post something more formalized when [livejournal.com profile] doubletake gets her train tickets, probably Monday.
And that's it. Time for breakfast.
phinnia: smiling dolphin face (cuban road signs)
Dear Portland State admissions office:

Why, oh why, if [livejournal.com profile] tallin and I both processed our applications at the same time and gave you the supplementary forms at the same time, did you give him an acceptance letter before I got one? You don't love me any more.

Hopelessly devoted,
Me

Dear neighborlady,

Thank you for putting my wet clothes in the dryer when you wanted to use the washer rather than piling them on top of the dryer. That was very kind of you.

Smooches,
Me

Dear Object Number Five,

Good to see you again.

Love,
Me

Dear husband, love of my life and father of my child,

Beavis and Grover slash? With voices?
I knew there was a reason I loved you.

Squicked yet amused,
Me
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This is what we in the industry call a 'teaser'. For the story behind Paris, you'll have to wait a bit. :-) Stay tuned.

She still looked good, Jack mused, even after childbirth and the sleepless nights that came with mothering; Trish had that kind of resilience about her that allowed her to bounce back no matter what life threw at her and still come up fighting. The defiant set of her chin lent itself to confidence and the attractiveness that came along with it - and her eyes, of course. Trish's eyes were probably her best feature - rimmed with black in one of few concessions to makeup, they were the kind of thing that greeting-card-poets would call 'emerald pools'. There was once a time where those seemingly innocent pools could send him scampering down to the local Chinese takeaway before he could put three words together to mount any form of protest.
She looked up from her bowl of szechuan noodles and smiled impishly at him. "What?"
"You always know. You were never any good at letting me admire you from afar."
"Paranoia." she grinned. "Too many bad dates and cheesy pick-ups."
"You were always that way though."
"Curse." Trish shrugged as some of the noodles vanished between her lips. "Ah, lost days, Jacky - so many lost days. Lost days and faraway memories. Remember Paris?"
"I can't forget Paris. Ross still tries to blackmail me every time he sees me." Jack laughed ruefully. "It was your fault, you know."
"It was not." Trish protested, poking at him with a thin wooden chopstick.
"Whose idea was it to order champagne again?"
"It was our anniversary!"
"And I suppose the weed in your purse was some kind of twisted version of a corsage?" he smiled innocently, taking a bite of spring roll.
"Well, whoever's fault it is, Jacky-love, you went along with it - don't forget that." Trish replied with a decisive tone and a wink, slurping the soup noisily.
"I got caught up in the moment. Were you born in a barn, young lady? Stop slurping."
"In China that's considered polite."
"We're in Kensington."
"In a Chinese restaurant."
"You always have to get your way, don't you?"
"Of course." Trish winked at him again and slurped another noodle, chopsticks trickling through her fingers. "Part of my charm, Jacky."

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