snarp’s blog

Recently I find myself feeling that it’s unfair to think of some people as human beings. This is because I believe that human beings have free will. If they do, then some of them evidently deserve to have their carcasses refashioned into useful things such as pencils and bags.

Maybe I will feel better if I go eat some spaghetti.

“Rockers ZZ Top are missing some jewelry after it was stolen from their room during a concert at the Eastern Kentucky Expo Center -”

DAD: Do you want one of these steaks?
ME: No.
DAD: Are you sure? I’m making these steaks.
ME: I ate about an hour ago.
DAD: - can you say that? Is that grammatically correct?
ME: Yes.
DAD: Are you sure? “I ate an hour ago?” I don’t think that’s right, honey! Shouldn’t be… “eaten”… “have eaten” -
ME: Dad, do you need to go see a doctor?
DAD: No, honey, is that correct? Are you sure? Don’t make fun of me, honey, I don’t know.
ME: Yes! It is correct! You know that perfectly well -
DAD: I don’t know. Do you know where I’m from? I’m from The Bronx. We don’t talk the same there!
ME: You still say “ate” in The Bronx.
DAD: No! We don’t talk that way. In The Bronx, we don’t say, “forget about it,” we say “fuggedabouddih.” It’s one word. I’m gonna go cook these steaks.

DAD: It’s mango lemonade. This juice has got a lot of - vitamin C - no, it’s only got 15%!
ME: That’s because it’s mostly not actually juice -
DAD: Oh, I’m very disappointed - I’m very disappointed in this juice - okay, here, look, honey, I’m going to mix in some real - I’m putting in some orange juice, see, look what I’m doing!
ME: I see -
DAD: - and it’s not going to cause a bionic catatonic reaction, is it, honey?
ME: No, it’s not going to cause a bionic catatonic reaction.
DAD: It’s gonna cause a reverse-emulsion compulsive animatronic caronic…
ME: Okay.
DAD: It’s gonna cause an angioplasty.

DAD: These steaks came out really good! Do you want a piece?
ME: No.
DAD: Because you have eaten an hour ago… you ate an hour ago… you may be right.

AND FULL OF ANGST YES

I graduated Sunday, went to a job interview Monday (I’ll know by Monday next week), and have spent most of the past couple of days throwing things away. Not even primarily my things - I cleaned out the bathroom cabinets. I got rid of two bags of unsettling products intended for topical use only. I’m still not done, there’s still the closet left. After that I’ll start on my parents’ bathroom.

And then, having so mentally prepared myself - I will start getting rid of books. Both mine, which will never fit in my room unless I remove my dresser (which I am seriously considering, just to avoid doing this), and the General Family Library, which is large. The local public library was unable to absorb our excess the last time we did this.

I decided a while ago to stop using BookMooch, because I didn’t trust the people running it (they never did ban the scammer I caught, the design is really bad, there wasn’t much communication or indication that the site wouldn’t be abandoned by its creator(s) at any second), and didn’t want the system going down when I had a lot of points saved up. I’m thinking of starting up again now, just because I’ve discovered that Amazon Marketplace is a really crappy way to sell the sort of books I need to get rid of, and they seem to be actually working to improve the system recently.

I’m going to start culling my BPAL and ridiculously-hard-to-transport essential oil collections, too. I wonder if it’s poor form if your first post to bpalmarketplace is ten imps, one bottle, and thirty bottles of random essential oils? I’ve seen people do it, anyway… maybe I should just eBay all the really cheap stuff in one big lot, instead.

I have been thinking very hard about joining a commune and about Pokemon.

I MEAN WHAT THE HELL

Dear internet,

Sequential Tart people are talking about BPAL here. Please scroll down to the very bottom to see brilliant new-perfume ideas by Shaenon Garrity (that I do not understand, but they do seem fairly brilliant).

Thank you,

me

(This text was originally posted on LiveJournal. It has been reformatted (awkwardly) for use on WordPress.)

I am going to start a new book-reading tradition for, when I remember it. Whenever I am on page 128 of a book that has, uhh, substantially more than 128 pages, I will make a prediction about it.

Because there are spoilers from the first 128 pages in here (and also because I’m a genius and assume I must be right), I’m putting it behind a cut.

( The Queen of Attolia, by Megan Whalen Turner )

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Went on exciting adventure to Chicago Saturday for the Amity job interview, got back today. Will probably have energy required for angst sometime late tonight, when I am supposed to be working on a paper.

Mom and thegeekgene went with me; thegeekgene toured two colleges and was the less enthralled with the one the further away. Courtesy of Mom’s leet internet discount skills, we stayed at a place called Hotel Indigo. The room was extremely pretty, with a big blown-up photograph of pretty stones (slightly pixelated) on the back wall, and nice beds and furniture and all. Mom and thegeekgene thought it was awesome. But it was also small, a weird shape, and kind of crowded with unnecessary stuff - there were probably twenty little brochures, standees, and menus sitting around, all spread out in different and inconvenient places - leaving me not completely impressed with the design.

But the lobby was scented with several different combinations of essential oils appropriate for different times of day. The pattern seemed to be sandalwood at night, patchouli during the day, and something that reminded me of BPAL’s Cathode (mint, moss, and fake ambergris) in the morning. And the patchouli, at least, was definitely moderately-good-quality stuff, though I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from to investigate. Neither Mom nor thegeekgene noticed any of this until I pointed it out.

Apparently, if a company selling luxury goods/services wants to impress me, what they’ve got to do is demonstrate a knowledge of aromatherapy and a willingness to purchase fairly good ingredients.

Also, the little bottles of shampoo/conditioner/lotion were Aveda. I will not pay for Aveda stuff, but I will surely steal it.