5.4 earthquake here today at around 11:45/11:50 am; Tuesday, July 29, 2008 followed by a small after-shock that I doubt I would have felt if I hadn't gotten back in bed.  I heard my neighbor say, "Whee!" for the aftershock, which I found highly amusing, especially since it lasted for only about a second.

Now we need about two more 5.4's and I'll feel comfortable for the next 10 years.

 I rarely post stuff about news but I came across this and just had to say something:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071006/ap_on_re_us/imprisoned_teens

Here's a quote of the important parts: (italics mine)

Oh, noes!  It's already two o'clock (am) again and I'm still up. Almost time to go to bed. Hopefully...

It is now 8:10 (am) and I have yet to go to bed.  That is all. Carry on.

I'm so happy.  I finally figured out how to use my keyboard to type in Japanese!!
So now...Just because I can:
きれえな＿のばら　です。
お名前は何ですか？
“ブルウウウウウアッハ　ハ　ハ！”

The first bit says "I'm Kireena_Nobara."
The second line is a sentence that translates to:  "What is your name?"
The third line just says:  "Bruuuuuahha hah hah!!"

::Cries with happiness::

I just felt like listening to this song, despite it's Christian allusions.

So here it is.

Post script: The vid got taken down so here's a live version.




I've listened to it about 25 times so far tonight.

Post script: I've listened to it about 40-50 times so far. No exaggeration.

I had a nice big ol' long post ready to go that I was working on at work.
Needless to say, I'm now in the staff room so I can type THAT FUCKING BITCH and get away with it.
I leave my goddamn desk for 2 fucking minutes to look for a reference book (which I could not find, btw--to add insult to injury) and I show back up and this woman is sitting at my desk and has closed all the windows of what I was working on.
WTF!?!?!?! And I seriously mean WHAT. THE. FUCK.
So now I'm not going to type it all in again. FUCK THAT ASSHOLE FOR RUINING MY DAY. I HATE WORKING HERE!
I'M SO FUCKING SICK OF IT.

Frack. What the hell is wrong with my LJ? It's bugging the hell out of me.
Post script:
Finally! I finally just decided to clear the damn cache and OMG. It looked like nobody was posting but they were. Thank god I finally fixed the damn problem.

I can't fucking sleep.  Driving me nuts. Fucking hell fucking fuck fuck; fuck.

I've been trying to cook and I've just been aggravating myself and getting depressed.
Oh well.  Cooking when I started out tired isn't a great idea, but if I didn't cook when tired, I'd never cook.
My biggest problem is lack of a real oven+range.  My second issue is working with some Japanese ingredients. Renkon anyone?
I'm not even sure why I've been feeling like cooking, but I have.
Anywho, I'm going to stop thinking about it now.  It just makes me upset.

Have been reading Latin for the Illiterati and it makes me want to write. ::sigh::
Maybe I will later tonight, but I want to get to bed early enough that I'll be able to have a decent convo with Diana tomorrow.

I feel like writing but my brain is full up with just trying to stave off the black depression that has been looming lately (and not just because of the cooking).

nocte intempesta
lusus naturae
lacrimus oculos suffusa nitentis
vulneratus non victus

at the dead of night
a freak of nature
her glittering eyes filled with tears
wounded but not conquered

Yeah! My friends threw me a b-day party and it was great! Poor Diana had an emotional breakdown at the end of the night though. Kawaisou...
But other than that, I had a great time.  I never really expected anything like that though.  I was just gonna be glad for some hang-out time but then...then I was asked what kind of cake I would like Diana to make!
::swoon::

Her kitchen skills are legendary, and if they aren't, they need to be, and now you know, if you didn't know before. (Holy flagrant over-use of commas, Batman!)
My mind was boggled, filled with all manner of delicious cakes.
Somehow, though, my mind kept coming back to was chocolate cupcakes, so I figured, even though it wasn't really making full use of her cooking goddess abitlities, that I should stick with that.  The hardest part then, was thinking of what frosting I wanted that would go good with chocolate cupcakes, because I kept thinking about lemon frosting, which I wasn't sure would go good with chocolate cupcakes.
Wow! Long story short, chocolate cupcakes with vanilla frosting ALL FROM SCRATCH! OMG!! 
::swoons again::
Soooo good! I wished I had a bigger stomach so I could eat even more. Ended up eating 5 and 3/4 total by the next day.
I'm still thinking fondly of them.  I love food when it's food I love! (Hmm. That makes little sense--but no matter! We're plowing on ahead!)

It actually makes me kind of tearful that my friends got me presents that show they know me. ::sniffles sniffles::
And here's a list of lovely things I never expected to get:  "Red Dragon" chedder cheese from the UK with whole mustard seeds and made with ale (so good that I sat down and ate half of the block in one sitting--sooooo effing good); delicious assorted dark chocolates ::makes a squee face:: which I ate too many of and made myself a bit queezy, a cushy comfy body pillow which I covet (can one covet their own things?), a dead hummingbird (tres awesome!); the delicious cupcakes, a bookstore certif where I was commanded to "Not buy any Japanese books with it" (lol--thanks Matt!), and sweet cards all around.

So with all that good company and love everywhere, I can safely say it's been one of the best birthday parties I've had in a long time.  Thank yous and hugs go out to everyone involved.

Well, somewhere around 1:30/2:00 this morning I finally finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows after going back and re-reading all the previous ones.

I'm so tired.  I'm at work and I'm just doing this to stay awake.  They had only two librarians scheduled for the entire department for the entire day, so needless to say, I ended up acting like another librarian today.  I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off the entire time I've been here.
I do not think I can convey just how utterly tired I am.
My brain has almost ceased functioning because I have not fed it anything but sugar up until now.  I just have to make it until I get off at 6 and then I can hopefully get fed at 6:30.
I am surprised I can even type at all.
---Just back.
Got called away yet again when ppl can't handle anything by themselves.  Granted, each libararian only has two hands and we're being asked to do enough work for at least twice the amount of people we have, so I don't fault them in the slightest.
I do, however, fault whomever made this excellent scheduling decision.
Ah well.  I just have to find a way to stay awake for 15 more minutes then I'm outta here like the roof's coming down in flames on my head.
And I have to work on my birthday, on Wednesday, 'cause it didnt' occur to me to ask for it off in enough time in advance.
::feels a bit sorry for herself but tries not to think about it::
Oh, and I drove a bit yesterday.  Kinda proud of myself for getting the balls to do it. (Thank u daddy, even tho you'll never see this.) And I saw 5 Great Blue Herons because of it.  If that's not a good sign I don't know what is.
-H

I am feeling like I really want to go to Opus. It kinda sucks. I'm too afraid to go by myself, really. Or at least, I think that's why I'm not motivated to get off my duff and go by myself.
I need the mental cleansing and uplifting of Opus. I could really use the positive energy...
::sighs:: Why am I so afraid to travel by myself?

OH my fucking god. Seriously.
The geniouses in charge of things at my work have decided to open our section to anybody who wants to use the internet, so now I have to put up with everything from myspacers to wrestling.
I feel like hurting someone already. Outwardly, I'm projecting a self-confidant air that says "I'm in charge," but I feel a bit shattered inside.
Oh well. Nothing I can do about it but deal.

On the upside of my day, I dreampt well. My mother actually played a positive role in my dreams, for once. Usually she is...less than pleasant in my dreams, but in this most recent one she was actually incouraging me to be strong and go for what I wanted (which was standing up against some racist remarks and actions that a group of people made). I woke up with a positive feeling, which was great. I think that has actually been what helped me through my day thus far.

God, help me get through the rest of this day. Only two hours left, but I think I can make it without losing my composure.
I was kinda proud today, too, because my boss admitted it was going to be much harder for us this way but I said "Don't worry. It's nothing we can't handle, I'm sure," in a confidant manner with a big smile and she seemed very pleased.
So yay! Go me.

You Are Boyish Sexy

You're the kind of girl who gets along with all the boys Whether it's holding your own in a game of touch football... Or kicking some major butt while playing Xbox. You hang with the guys easily, while still keeping your girly sexiness.

Your Dosha is Kapha

Calm and grounded, you are not prone to mood swings or anger. However, once you do get angry, it takes a lot to cool you down. You tend to think a little slower than most people, but your logic is astounding. Overall, you very loyal and trustworthy. You're not scared of being who you really are. With friends: You enjoy their company, but often listen more than talk In love: You crave connection and affection. It's hard for you to be single. To achieve more balance: Exercise vigorously (especially in the sun) and let go of attachments.

You Are 28% Girly

You are a pretty hardcore tomboy, and a very free spirit. Gender roles be dammed, you like to do things your way.

Rofl!