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[May. 6th, 2005|10:17 am] |
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Anyone who wants a postcard from the UK, comment with your address. I'll screen the comments so no one else can see. |
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[Apr. 19th, 2005|12:17 pm] |
I have finished my mortgage application. It is on it's merry way to the financial people. I am getting quotes for homeowner's insurance. I am waiting to hear about the appointment with the appraiser. It's all so very official-seeming.
And I heard a third-hand rumor that my closing date might be June 25th, rather than June 30th. That'd be radilicious. Hell, I'd rather it was tomorrow, although I know that's not possible.
In other news, any HP people who still read my journal, check out Forever Young. [/pimpage] |
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[Feb. 14th, 2005|12:21 pm] |
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Today is a great day. I mean great. Like life-alteringly great. Today I found out that I have relatives. Of course I knew that other people related to me existed out there, but this morning I got e-mail from Raymond, my mom's aunt's son (I think) who I met when I was three years old in Scotland. I still remember him quite vividly. He's 60 years old now, but he looks just the same.
There's a big difference between knowing someone exists and actually talking to them, seeing their picture, hearing about their life, telling them about yours. I've gone from having one family member to having countless ones.
( Excerpt of letter if you're interested )
I can't stop grinning. |
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[Feb. 7th, 2005|11:06 pm] |
Recommend to me:
1. a movie
2. a book
3. a musical artist, song, or album
4. a LiveJournal user not on my friends list
5. what I should have for dinner
6. a website
7. a quote
Then post this in your journal and I'll do the same for you. |
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[Feb. 7th, 2005|12:26 am] |
No, I really don't write in my journal very often. Why do you ask?
Got a second dog. I am crazy. Or stupid. I can't decide which. House hunting is postponed until March.
I am heading out to LA at the end of this month to see HIM again with Jade. (Note to Sue: I am taking half a day off on 2/25, leaving that evening, returning around 4pm on 2/28.) We are staying in what seems to be a fairly fancy hotel right on Hollywood Blvd. I've never actually been to LA proper, only the periphery, Anaheim, Venice beach, the Getty museum... It should be interesting to be right there in the heart of things. |
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[Dec. 10th, 2004|11:19 am] |
I haven't updated this in a very long time. Like whoa. So here's what's happening with me. I'm trying to buy a house. I did this once before, but I had a husband at the time, which made it significantly easier. Also, the last time we were shopping in north Texas. Now I'm shopping in Westchester County, NY. Three times the amount I paid for a nice, comfy three bedroom house in a very safe suburb in Texas will buy me a broken down crackhouse in the hood here. Bleh.
I have more money than I've ever had at any other time in my life to date and it's not enough to get two bedrooms and a yard for the puppy. And believe me, it's not that I'm ungrateful for what I have. Far from it. I would be fine living in an apartment for a few more years. But I'm under a lot of pressure to buy a house. Accountants, taxes, my boss... everyone keeps hounding me about it.
You need to get into your first house.
Why do you want to pay rent and get nothing for it?
It's important that you do this, now, while you can.
Yeah, okay, but I don't want to live in the hood, and I don't want to live in 1000 square feet with a roommate and a dog. I don't want a house that's smaller than my apartment. That's insane.
And I don't want to give up being able to go do fun things when I want to. Flying across country to see bands. Taking my mom of vacation. Buying cool stuff for my friends.
On top of that, my Jeep is gravely ill. I'm going to attempt to replace the battery this weekend, and hope that's really the problem. If not, I'll have to get it towed someplace to get it fixed by someone who knows what they're doing, preferably someone who won't take the fact that I don't know what's wrong and run through my checking account with that knowledge.
But Xmas is coming, and I'm going to Tucson to see my mom. I don't want anything. Santa can pass me right on by if he likes. I have enough stuff. That's depressing in and of itself. It was the same with my birthday. I don't want any stuff. What's wrong with me? *sigh* |
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[Apr. 21st, 2004|11:28 am] |
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( Quandry ) |
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[Apr. 12th, 2004|11:10 am] |
HP Trivia is going to resume this TUESDAY. Tomorrow. I completely forgot that I'm going to the Jager Music Tour thingy tonight.
Sorry for the delay! |
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[Mar. 28th, 2004|09:18 pm] |
Anyone who usually attends HP Trivia on Sunday nights, I'm pushing it back until tomorrow night. Sorry for the inconvenience. Just way too scattered this evening.
<3 you all. |
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| Waiting for the plumber... |
[Mar. 28th, 2004|09:34 am] |
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Why is it that when guys in repair industries call me "sweetheart" I get this twitchy feeling in my wallet?
Edit: And why does 'before 12' never actually mean before 12? |
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[Mar. 18th, 2004|09:19 am] |
I got through St. Patrick's day for the first time ever without a single person pinching me, asking why I wasn't wearing green, or making any reference to me being Irish. I'm not Irish. I was born in New York, to someone who was born in Scotland, sired by someone who was (regrettably) born in England. Further back than that is all Scottish.
I didn't stoop to wearing orange as I have in years past, but opted for the standby, black. I didn't touch a lick of alcohol. I didn't celebrate. The closest the holiday came to me was noticing bagpipe players in kilts entering a pub on my way back from le grocery store. But really. Who could ignore the sight of a piper in a kilt?
I am well satisfied by the absence of Patrick in my life.
(And why is "smug" not a mood option?) |
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[Mar. 15th, 2004|04:33 pm] |
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Jagermeister is officially the top selling imported cordial in the United States for 2003!
Unlike most companies, the more money they make, the more money I make, and thus, I take this moment to celebrate! Booya! |
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| Attn: All HP Geeks |
[Mar. 14th, 2004|08:54 pm] |
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Trivia tonight. IM SeverusSnapeHP around 9:55pm Eastern time to get in. |
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[Mar. 13th, 2004|05:58 pm] |
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If you know me as Sandy, you could be almost anyone.
If you know me as San, you're my mom.
If you know me as Sandra, you're my mom, and you're angry.
If you know me as Snape!Sandeh, you're ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) pristinegabby, or multiple people from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) erised_rpg.
If you know me as Julia (pronounced Joo-lee-ah), I used to know you as B.
If you know me as Juls or Wils, you are Roxanne, and have dropped off the face of the planet.
If you know me as Alia, Magenta, or Sanity, we used to have a fashion design company called Mephisto Sponge, my mom calls you AH, and she still wants to buy you socks for Christmas.
If you know me as SANDY!, you're my boss and yelling is just your way.
If you know me as Chick, you're Lori from work, but you call everyone that.
If you know me as Polyanna, you're someone I worked with at the hospital in Texas who apparently thinks I'm innocent and optimistic.
If you've ever called me Babe, you're my ex-husband.
If you know me as Girlie, you're tbone_gypsy.
If you know me as The Lady, you are monkeybiz.
And here I wasn't gonna do that one, because I thought I didn't have any nicknames... hmm. |
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