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I thought I'd try this blogging thing again for a bit. I should have something interesting for you to read when you visit. The fancy new blogger dashboard told me that people, like you, check this occasionally! How odd. Thanks.

Anyway. I was going to write a post about my "bucket" list, though it can't be a bucket list because most things I want to get done before I get settled in life, in the next five years or so. Kicking the bucket is hopefully much later on and thus not relevant as a deadline. I need deadlines in my life. But anyway, while trying to think of a better name for this list, I got distracted.

See that quote up at the top of my page? I hadn't read that in a long time and I have no idea where I got it. I figured I should take it down; it no longer means anything to me. But before I did, I wanted to find where it came from and repost it elsewhere, like in a blog post. Like this one. So I Googled it. Nothing came up. I Googled the first half: "A MAN CAN ONLY TRULY KNOW WHO HE IS WHEN HE CAN SAY " and only two things came up.

The Google results looked like this:

1. Two Fish

   nasikinaowa.rabecmall.info/two-fish.html

   Thankfully, Mom and Dad. However, I learned something. Step by step instruction post on making a Dr. "A man can only truly know who he is when he can say I ...

2. One Fish Two Fish Wall Decal

   igekoutlet.info/one-fish-two-fish-wall-decal.html

   "A man can only truly know who he is when he can say I dreamt I killed a man. (682) 831-1111 210 S Highway 377, Roanoke, TX 76262 "All I can say is stay ...
    

and neither of those has anything to do with that quote. However both have to do with the title of my blog. This blog. Isn't that super weird? Someone please explain to me how Google concluded that this made sense? Neither of the websites look real. There is no contact info or company info, just somewhat random products listed for sale with no price or no way to purchase.

OH! And now the pages don't exist at all! What just happened?

new blog

I started a new blog as a project for class, but I'm going to try to actually get it going and keep it up for a bit. It's at altartchicago.blogspot.com

Check it out? If you'd like to post to it or contribute in any way, I'd love to get as much input from as many voices as possible.

Ready? Set? Go!!

I have the greatest dog ever.

Fighting/avoiding the roommate has persisted for an entire month now. After half a bottle of wine and half a Xanax, I gathered enough strength to tell him I'm moving out. After that went horribly (yet still better than expected) I took the dog over to Justin & Jason's, realized I shouldn't have driven even that short distance after the wine+meds+anger combo and promptly zoned out. I barely remember making it to Justin's bed to pass out and woke up in the morning to find him and his girlie sleeping on the couch together. I'm so grateful for my friends. They take care of me.

Im so ready for this drama to be over. Looking at an apartment with Amanda in the morning so I should go sleep. Oh! And I might have a "date" on Friday. Get excited!

Kentucky weekend

It's so much warmer there. I can't believe it's supposed to snow tomorrow.

Spent the weekend with my favorite sisters...Ju and I made pumpkin pie and carved jack-o-lanterns. We all three went to get matching - sorry, coordinating- tattoos. Ju hasn't gotten hers yet since she wasn't sure where to put it, but Rach and I got ours on our wrists.

I slept most of the car ride home, and ended up sleeping on my fresh tattoo quite a bit. It hurts now.

I also spent too much time on petfinder.com and found this guy...


I haven't met him yet, but I really want to. I can't stop thinking about getting another dog.

another missed connection :)

The blue line's all jenked still so I've been biking even more and carrying my bike around with me everywhere, even when I do take the train.

Tonight I got on to come home and, since the train car was barely half full, sat down with my bike up against me, completely out of the way of anyone. A guy (drunk I assume) comes crossing cars and manages to bump into the front of my bike, and then proceeds to follow that bump with a harsh kick to the back tire. I figure he's an ass and ignore him as usual. The guy across from me though seems to be much more offended and possibly even a bit pissed off. He gestures to me something that indicates the bum is doing something perverse involving his pants. The bum had quite intentionally placed his rear end up against the glass beside my head, so I continue to ignore him and turn both myself and my bike away.

Point of the story is, in the meantime, the guy sitting across from me had put down his book, moved a seat closer, and kept a very close eye on the drunk/bum guy. And while I'm all for the strong-independent-woman-taking-care-of-herself-thing, I am still also totally for having complete strangers care. It really did mean a lot to me, knowing someone was watching out for my safety.

Thank you friend.

update? or just a bit of stream-of-consciousness babble

I keep wanting to write something, but I don't actually have much to say. Occasionally, I come across something and think "I should post that!" but I never do and it apparently is never interesting enough for me to remember later to follow through.

I just heard two gunshots. I don't really like this neighborhood.

And I really don't like how far from the train I am. I'm coming down with a cold of some sort and having not considered the chance of rain when I woke this morning, did not dress appropriately for the downpour I had to bike through in the dark to get home. I had to keep my head down to keep the rain out of my eyes, and watching the wet ground pass my tires made me feel motion sick. I can only imagine the complaints I'll have when there's a foot of snow and ice on the ground come February.

I met up with Brian the other day, not the roommate but the pirate. We had lunch and I took an extra hour getting back to class since I hadn't seen him in awhile. He mentioned something about trying to learn how to be a medium, and I of course had to ask if mediums could talk to dogs. He didn't say yes, but instead basically told me that I should start paying attention to the energies around me, and that chances are he's usually close by. He said dogs stick around for a long time. I'm certainly not a wiccan, nor am I sure I believe in ghosts of any sort, but I like the idea and I hope he's close by. And now I'm crying again. It's been a little over two months and I still break down in random public places whenever I think about it.

On a happier, pet-related note, Hazel kitty is mine for good. Her former owner finally sent me a message on facebook that said I could keep her. I had already decided awhile ago that she was mine, but getting the confirmation was exciting. I love this cat. I overslept by two hours this morning so I could kitty-cuddle. It was nice.

Oh, and I'm currently (and passively) looking for a home for Gali girl, the great dane. I think Lara might take her, but we haven't talked about it lately. If anyone knows anyone that might want a dane, please send them my way. She's a great dog, just too much for me right now.

She's still pretty skinny, and neighbors have been calling animal control on me. They've come by twice now, and both times said there wasn't a problem, but the neighbors are persistent. Twice someone has left food and water inside the front gate. If they paid any attention, they'd see her consistently filled food and water bowls by the back door. I'm also annoyed that they don't simply call me first and ask about her. My phone number is on her tag, and I've had plenty on other neighbors ask about her when I'm outside.

Whatever. I'm going to go pass out and try really hard not to be sick.

Pet pictures follow just for fun.