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August 19th, 2008
rekling
 | 06:17 pm - superficial angst
Instead of trying to deal with the ongoing emotional stress and burnout of the last 3 weeks, I'm angsting about trivial matters.
Specifically, what on earth I should wear to the goth beach party night tonight.
I have a perfect outfit for a goth club...but it isn't really beach party appropriate. I'm sure I can pull *something* together, but so far, I'm not having much luck.
So far, the best (and funniest) idea is to wear just a towel and my big boots. This has been foiled by the fact that while Earthdance owns dozens of towels, none of them seem to be black.
The fallback option is to wear some boring clothing that I've owned for ages, and put my swim goggles on my head.
I have probably spent more time thinking about this than working, today...
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davis_square
[wbaltic]
 | 01:25 pm - Homebrew Demo 8/20 at 7:30 at W&B
Randy Baril of Modern Brewer will be over at Willoughby and Baltic on Wednesday (tomorrow) evening giving a free demo on how to do a good homebrew. This is a totally free event and open to the public and starts at 7:30.
Willoughby and Baltic
195g Elm Street
Davis Square (down the alley between the Subway Sandwich shop, and Joey's Thai Cafe).
info at willoughbybaltic dot com
www.willoughbybaltic.com
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badgerbag
 | 10:02 am - Spats for sale!
Not internet spats - my sister's amazingly crafty and stylish spats on Etsy
http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=76272
I like the green ones best, but the spats that sort of look like ruffle-butt undies have their charms.
Some of the buttons are from our grandma's button box!
Here you may see them in action, on some actual shoes: http://www.thankyoufornotbeingperky.com/?p=140
In the sidebar you can download a PDF of the spats pattern for free and make your own.
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davis_square
[sonofabish]
 | 12:26 pm - Stolen vehicle alert
A repost from another community.
Just a heads up. Dj-black mail just a had his mini cooper stolen out in Somerville. If you have seen his car, contact the Somerville police.
blue Mini Cooper hatch 2008 Mass plate 195 BY9
The vehicle has been found. It was towed and somehow, Somerville PD was never notified.
This isn't the first time this has happened in Somerville. Several years ago, the same thing happened to a friend of mine, only it took several months for them to realize their error, by which time the insurance had already settled and she had a new vehicle. But she was out all kinds of money and had to go through a huge hassle with the towing company and the police when they were the ones who messed up.
The lesson being, if your car goes missing, call the towing company as well as the police. I am guessing these are not isolated incidents and there have been others as well.
But in the meantime, a relatively happy ending to this story.
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davis_square
[sungold123]
 | 12:10 pm - MBTA Route
Hi everyone,
I'm moving soon from the middle of Davis Square to nearby Ball Square, and I'm looking for some commuting advice - the MBTA trip planner has let me down on many an occasion so I think it's a better idea to ask the people who actually make the trip!
I'll be leaving from Ball Square (near Willow), and ending up between North Station and Haymarket. These are the options I'm aware of:
1. Walking to Davis and taking the Red Line to the Green Line
2. Taking the bus to Sullivan and taking the Orange Line
3. Taking the bus to Sullivan and then another bus downtown
4. Taking the bus to Lechmere to the Green Line
Any advice from experienced commuters is greatly appreciated - thanks!
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/square/y/happy.gif) thankful
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greygirlbeast
 | 11:06 am - "...holding my breath for the fear of sleep again..."
A bit dreamsick this ayem, dreams of things once precious, but which no longer matter to me, which have not mattered to me now for at least twenty years. Go tell that to my unconscious. I awoke at about 5 ayem, choking. It might have been a seizure that came in my sleep, and it might not have been. My throat's still messed up this morning. There was a brief absence seizure yesterday, and one last Thursday, and another on Wednesday.
Yesterday was supposed to be a day off, after a stretch of especially tedious writing. We'd made plans. But we'd not planned on the weather turning hot. It's been cool, and I thought the summer was winding down. Hell, it's cool again today. But yesterday, it was hot. The sun was a white demon in a wide blue sky. We drove down to Wickford, because there was something I needed, a certain witchy something, which I'd hoped they might have at the Grateful Heart. Yeah, right. It's a great place, if you're looking for crystals, the self-help book of the week, Xtian pop mysticism, or faux Buddhist doodads, but I think Wicca scares them. What little they have is hidden away in a corner at the back of the shop, so as not the spook the New Agers. So, yeah, that was a wasted trip, wasted gas, and all that heat. On the way back to the interstate, we stopped at a Del's Lemonade truck, but I think I "can has" no more Del's until the cracked molar is fixed.
The rest of the afternoon is a sort of blur of heat and sweat and bright. We dropped by White Electric Coffee on Westminster. Very good coffee and a good atmosphere, which helps to make up for the slight sketchiness of the neighborhood. We were going to visit Ada Books, just around the corner, but it was closed due, apparently, to a recent robbery (back to the sketchiness of the neighborhood). We wandered, to and fro in the heat. I carried my black umbrella to try to keep the worst of the sun away. You know that you live in a thoroughly uncivilized age when people give you the hairy eyeball whenever you dare to use an umbrella for shade. Eventually, we crossed the river to College Hill, and walked up and down Wickenden Street a bit. We stopped into Aqua-Life, an aquarium shop. It was wonderfully cool inside, and we admired various fish and invertebrates and newts in bubbling fresh- and saltwater tanks. I actually have photos, but I'm not up to editing them right now.
The post brought the new Weird Tales, though I really have not looked at it yet. I finished reading the second volume of E.C. Segar's Popeye strips from Fantagraphics (December 22, 1930 —— October 2, 1932). I have been enjoying these strips immensely, so much so that there are a couple I may scan and include in the journal. I see that Volume 3 will be released November 15. It's on my Amazon wishlist, if anyone is interested. I also finally got around to the June issue of the Journal of Vertebrate Paleontology, and read "A new species of Taniwhasaurus [Mosasauridae; Tylosaurinae] from the upper Santonian/lower Campanian [U. Cretaceous] of Hokkaido, Japan." Spooky and I played a game of Unspeakable Words, and I won. She made tuna-salad sandwiches for dinner, as it was far too hot to cook anything.
As for Second Life, the "Denizens of Howards End" rp group now has 17 or 18 members, and hopefully terraforming will begin tonight (the domain of the "Architect's of Howards End" group). I did think of something else that irks me in roleplay that I thought I'd mention. Tense shift. This one is almost epidemic in SL, and I suppose it must be the result of some failure on the part of public education. A player will begin a paragraph in present tense (as they should; all rp should be done in present tense) and then, mysteriously, switch to past tense towards the end of the paragraph, often in mid sentence. For example, something like this:
She opens her eyes, realizing that the sun has set and darkness has come once again. "Did I really sleep that long?" she thinks. She looks about the room at the others, who were all watching her. She decided it was best if she didn't mention her confusion.
I see this constantly, no matter what sim I visit. It's almost as if people think that the function of present tense is to begin a sentence, while past tense is meant to conclude a sentence (which, I suppose, has a certain perverse logic to it). What the fuck, people? In Howards End, this is on the long list of unacceptable rp practices. We will be literate, or we will not be. Anyway, I got in some good V:tM rp in Corvinus last night (thank you Lina and Ania), both as Nareth and (because I always must have more) also as one of my alts, Bellatrix Bracken (likely the av I'll use in Howards End). Here, Bella has been cast as a twenty-something, gothedy trust-fund brat who's being seduced by the city's Toreador Whip. One more night, and she's full on ghoul (sensu V:tM, not sensu HPL/CRK). There's a screencap of Bella below, lounging in the skybox club house in Howards End (no blingtards allowed).
Before I wrap this up, please remember the current eBay auctions, and that A is for Alien can be pre-ordered, as can the mass-market paperback of Daughter of Hounds. If I believed in karma, I'd say buying my books is good for your karma. But, alas, I don't. But it does help keep the rent paid.
( Bella )
Current Location: Apollinaris Sulci
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Current Music: Poe, "Spanish Doll"
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davis_square
[rebcamuse]
 | 06:23 am - Choppers at 6am?
From what I can tell, there are at least 3, covering from Union Sq. to Davis. Anyone know what's happening?
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August 18th, 2008
warren_ellis
 | 11:59 pm - Collecting Stray Thoughts - 2008-08-18
(Automatically crossposted from warrenellis.com. Feel free to comment here or at my internet church at Whitechapel. If anything in this post looks weird, it's because LJ is run on steampipes and rubber bands -- please click through to the main site.)
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wired_lizard
 | 08:59 pm - Resurgence of an old demon
...social anxiety with regards to emails and LJ comments and the general practice of keeping in touch with people?
CHECK.
*chases anxiety around with a hairbrush and attempts to smite*
Like, I both want to be in touch with people and kind of squirm away from the concept and the sometimes uncomfortably large amounts of effort involved? And then I get into these horrible complexes of 'if I haven't emailed himherit in x amount of time, sheheit must hate me?' And then I convince myself that if I express the slightest degree of awkward they'll thing I'm a freak and tell everybody and then I'll never find a roommate?
THE LITTLE FUCKER.
This particular demon hasn't been this bad in a while. The little twit. I'M GONNA THONG IT.
...as soon as I have dinner. Must fooooood.
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davis_square
[rudeskaterchic]
 | 06:33 pm - Seeking Roommate for 9/1
(X-posted to Boston Craig's List)
We are two female recent Emerson College graduates looking for a third roommate for September 1st. Your share of the rent would be $567 plus utilities (usually between $70-$100 a month depending on the month). Utilities include heat/hot water, electricity, cable (we have every channel except HBO) and internet. The apartment is a 5 minute walk from the Davis Square stop on the red line. You can purchase a residential parking permit for the street, and driveway parking is also a possibility. We are on the second floor of a three-floor building.
GLBT-friendly is a must, as is cat-friendly (we have two cats).
We frequently have friends over, but rarely do we have big, loud parties. We are looking for someone social and friendly, but not someone who is heavy into the party scene, as we both work full-time. Non-smoking is preferable (smoking is not allowed in the house, but we do have the porches). We've lived here for two years, so the apartment is furnished, but the room itself is not.
Please contact us if you are interested and we would be more than happy to show you the apartment and provide you with more information. My e-mail address is Britt E Burke (at) gmail (dot) com (minus the spaces)
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rekling
| 05:22 pm - almost ready to return
I think I've just finished the worst 3 weeks of work that I have ever had, though different than past bad work experiences. Living at work creates difference challenges than workplaces where a hard week is defined by a number of hours, or a crisis.
At some point, I'll perhaps get around to writing about the end of Falcon Ridge, or perhaps about SEEDS, the giant festival that we just ran for 3 weeks. Or, it's possible that I never will.
I'm pretty drained from the whole experience right now; today is my first day completely off in weeks (well, I worked 3 hours), and the whole staff got together around noon and I made blueberry pancakes for everyone. Yum.
I'd love a glass of wine (or two). Or possibly some whiskey. Definitely some ice cream, and some steamed greens. Junk food and greens, that's my plan for the next few days.
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davis_square
[lightenmyload]
| 02:25 pm - another smash and grab, broad daylight in a busy parking lot
porter square shopping center: smash-n-grab in the parking lot, not far from the main entrance of the food mart, at just before 14:00 on a monday afternoon. stole the GPS, left the van full of audio equipment. security guards didn't see (or at least didn't respond to) anything. not quite davis square, but not very far away, either.
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greygirlbeast
 | 11:38 am - "Don't let the Earth in me subside..."
Despite a very slow and spectacularly difficult start, yesterday was a pretty good writing day. I wrote 1,210 words on Chapter Four of The Red Tree, and managed to finish the scene that I've been working on since Wednesday (the second scene of the chapter, or the second entry, since The Red Tree is Sarah Crowe's journal). Huzzah! I knew it was going to be a hard section, but it still surprised me. It is the point in the book where the influence of the Weird becomes undeniable.
Please do have a look at the current eBay auctions, and don't forget to pre-order A is for Alien (from subpress, of course) and the mass-market paperback of Daughter of Hounds. Thank you, and the platypus says I shall be negligent in my duties if I do not also mention subscribing to Sirenia Digest, as there's no time like the present.
After the writing yesterday —— and I don't think I finished until about 5:30 or 6 p.m. —— we headed off to Beavertail on Conanicut Island. The wind had been so brisk all day, we knew it would be a fine, fine evening out on the rocks. Sadly, though it also being near the end of summer, and a Sunday, there was a veritable plague of tourists. We parked way around on the eastern side of the point, as far north as we could, putting as much distance between us and everyone else as possible. We followed a trail through the woods, as the sun was setting, past a clearing and down to the rocks, ending up approximately 1,100 yards northeast of the lighthouse. It's a part of the shore we hadn't visited since 2006. Here, rocks of the Cambro-Ordovician Conanicut Group, specifically interstratified beds of the Fort Burnside Formation and the older Jamestown Formation form great flat tables of phyllite and siltstone, metamorphosed to varying degrees. We were maybe an hour past high tide, but the moon had yet to rise. Far to the south, at the point, the lighthouse winked on and off. We came upon an adult and a number of young Herring gulls (Larus argentatus). We climbed about the rocks as the sea roared around us, and relocated a deep tidal pool. In one of the shallower pools, we found all manner of whelks and periwinkles, tiny crabs (most dead), and Spooky spotted a beautiful little urchin. I lay down and, putting my arm into the chilly water up to my shoulder, managed to fish it out for her. A gorgeous little Purple Sea Urchin (Arbacia punctulata). We stayed almost until complete darkness. I didn't want to leave and go back to the city. I never do, but the reluctance was especially acute yesterday. I just wanted to stay out there with the gulls and the cormorants and the salt spray. I wanted to slip off the boulders, like a seal, and lose myself in the churning bay.
There are a few photos below, though it was darkish, so they aren't the best I've ever posted. As for the Howards End sim, we've reached the point where I have to force myself to sit down and make some sketches, so that Jessica can get the terraforming underway, because we seem to have some very eager builders (our build team has swelled to about seven people, including me and Spooky), but nothing can be built until the land is sculpted, and all the tunnels and basements dug.
( Beavertail, August 17, 2008 )
Current Location: Boeddicker Crater
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/charitycam/aliens/okay.gif) okay
Current Music: Sigur Rós, "Svo Hljótt"
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jessicamelusine
 | 11:05 am - From Mech_Angel
H.P. Lovecraft's Whitman's Sampler copywriting--tee hee.
http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2008/8/15burns.html
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b79/jessicamelusine2/busy.jpg) busy
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davis_square
[lizzyclean]
 | 09:20 am - Smash and grab
Just wanted to give a heads up that there was a smash and grab on Mead St. (connecting Cameron and Moore St's) in Teele Square early this morning. It wasn't my car, but was just a few cars down the line from me.
I had been lulled into thinking (over the past 4 years) that I live on a quiet street where nothing really ever happens, but that's clearly not true. It's just another reminder that we should all take anything valuable out of our cars when we leave them.
I hope my neighbor isn't missing anything too valuable - he or she didn't need this on a Monday morning! Boo.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/square/y/cranky.gif) angry
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toniamato
 | 07:13 am - Shorebirds and coffee
Provincetown. Last night, I stayed up late to watch high-tide toying with the boats and an orange moon rising. This morning, I am up with coffee as the tide creeps out and shorebirds stalk mollusks.
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warren_ellis
| 11:59 pm - Collecting Stray Thoughts - 2008-08-17
(Automatically crossposted from warrenellis.com. Feel free to comment here or at my internet church at Whitechapel. If anything in this post looks weird, it's because LJ is run on steampipes and rubber bands -- please click through to the main site.)
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dale62676
 | 12:17 am - Pirates & Hurricanes
Hannah and I would like to welcome Beth to the Pirate Ship! She'll be moving in next week. She's also a musician and drummer! She's in a band and does solo work. We're so excited, and she has a kitten too. Yay for cool new roommates and cats! :)
And it's kinda scary seeing the projected track of Hurricane Fay passing right over both my brother's and parent's homes in Florida. Yikes! Countdown is now 1 month till my vacation to visit them and camping at Fort Wilderness in Disney World, I really need a vacation. I just hope there won't be a hurricane then.
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