Glurge blog</h1> <article> <h1>Glurge blog</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Wed, 06 Jun 2007 15:50:28 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/a6f17924-8e6a-4c8d-87eb-a3e951829e9a"> </a> <div>http://www.freewillastrology.com/horoscopes/sagittarius.html (pic from the same link) My horoscope for the coming week is a week late! "Imagine what it feels like to rub your hand over the stubble that's just beginning to spring from the skin you shaved. Visualize a single small purple flower jutting through the dry brown stalks lining the trail you're hiking along. Remember a moment, after an argument with an ally, when the first tentative spark of reconciliation flowed between your eyes and his or hers. These are good metaphors for the kinds of experiences you should seek out, cultivate, and concentrate on in the coming week. " - Metaphors, my ass- this is all stuff that's *happened* in the last week! (Ok, so it was less "hiking" than "walking" or "driving", but still... <grin></div> </article> <article> <h1>Morbid damn curiosity</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sun, 13 May 2007 10:27:15 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/9fe8323c-5271-4e62-88e1-22da8850c93e"> </a> <div>I didn't want to play this game, but I confess, my curiosity (and perhaps a tinge of sleepiness) has taken over in place of my common sense, such as it is... If you're so inclined, let's hear your take on the "describe me in one word" game. If you're not, hey, I haven't played for others either, so no biggy. ;-)</div> </article> <article> <h1>Roomies & ruminations</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sun, 22 Apr 2007 21:25:52 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/216d6af6-272e-490d-b517-0f0b862f1d3a"> </a> <div>The roomie's gone, and even though we like the guy (he was quiet, friendly, kept to himself, and put up with OUR shit <grin>), it's true what my bf said the night he left: We could feel the difference in the house. Not in a bad way: not that either of us tends to (or that he'd have said anything if we DID), but knowing we could walk around in our chonies if we wanted to, f'instance, makes it feel more relaxed. (And also, I feel less guilty about the house being a mess when we're both too busy working to clean it...) Of course, now the house is too damn big for the 2 of us, and no one wants to come live here in the boonies unless they've bought their own house, in which case, well, they *have* their own house and don't need ours. So now we need to decide if we're going to keep looking for a roomie, suck up the costs ourselves, or *shudder* move again. I'd been a big proponent of moving somewhere *not* in the boonies, places where there were grocery stores with real "exotic" ingredients and places that weren't either sports bars or fast food and, you know, *people*, who'd be a lot more likely to visit. But also, now: The cows don't bother me quite as much, and, mainly, I *like* my job. If we'd moved when I didn't have one, it'd still have sucked (I HAAAATE the whole moving process, though I'm fine with being in a new place when it's finished), but now, I'll kinda miss it. Plus: Looking for a new job??? YECK! Anyway, he just left the other day; we haven't really gone over all this, and I think we're still sorta looking for another roomie for now, so we'll see. <sigh></div> </article> <article> <h1>Tagged by Bare</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Fri, 20 Apr 2007 05:38:05 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/4643ea8d-91d9-4fe9-b0d7-302c32bf0a46"> </a> <div>The rules: 1. Grab the nearest book. 2. Open the book to page 23. 3. Find the fifth sentence. 4. Post the text of the next three sentences in your journal along with these instructions. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST. (I'm not doing the tagging part, but if anyone else wants to play, either reply or paste a link to your blog here; I'm just nosy that way! <grin>) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The closest book isn't even mine, or one I've read any time recently: "The Eyes of the Dragon," by Stephen King. Pretty much a kids' book about dragons and princes and stuff. *ahem* But of all the childish things she left behind, the one she regretted most was the dollhouse she had had ever since she was a little girl. Roland, who was a kind man, somehow discovered this, and although he was also nervous about his future life (after all, he had never been married before, either), he found time to commission Quentin Ellender, the greatest craftsman in the land, to build his wife a new dollhouse. "I want it to be the finest dollhouse a young lady ever had," he told Ellender. </div> </article> <article> <h1>Oh, ok, I'll play too...</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Fri, 20 Apr 2007 04:39:43 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/6ebac774-d283-49fd-9a5a-03f4f50bdd18"> </a> <div>You are The Devil Materiality. Material Force. Material temptation; sometimes obsession The Devil is often a great card for business success; hard work and ambition. Perhaps the most misunderstood of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. This is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remember that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it. </div> </article> <article> <h1>... I don't think I remember HOW to work!</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Tue, 09 Jan 2007 02:26:48 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/9f4c5145-0b14-4e95-9833-a499049fffa4"> </a> <div>So, tomorrow afternoon I go in to the nearby little sushi place to talk about a schedule 'n' stuff. It's been so long since I've worked, and it's been almost *10 years* since it's been in a restaurant! Well, it's a teeny place, and I doubt the menu's very big, it oughta be ok... *nerves nerves nerves*</div> </article> <article> <h1>Urgent: Question (for anyone, but especially burners)</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Wed, 03 Jan 2007 00:45:10 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/b125e735-c6c4-41f7-a427-a314a882c9cf"> </a> <div>So, I need a job- and no, this isn't me hitting you up for one, this is just background to the question. It doesn't have to be a full time or high paying job, just something to bring in some money and get me a few bucks in the bank. I just got a call back from a guy at a very nearby grocery store (as in: maybe a 5 minute walk, if I saunter casually) that has several positions open. However: Most of the positions have things like hours worked and time off based on seniority- meaning, I'd be working crappy late-night shifts and not getting time off I want (including regional burns, and there are a few I WANT REALLY BADLY to go to this year) if anyone with seniority- read "anyone but me"- wants the time instead. If I take the shit job for almost $2/ hr less (you know: bagging, pushing carts, restocking shit people left behind, yada), the hours are highly flexible, since those jobs are mainly held by kids going to school, and that means the time off is also much more flexible, meaning that if I put in for time early enough, I may *not* have to quit a new job in order to go to Burning Man. So, my burner friends (and anyone else that has an opinion- hey, the more the... more) : Is it wrong that I *really* want to take a shit job for low pay just so I can go play??? (Factor on the major suck side: Once it starts getting "warm" again, being a cart pusher is gonna suck sweaty hairy ASS. On the plus side: hey, I *could* use the exercise... <grin>)</div> </article> <article> <h1>Ok, I'll play...</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Wed, 29 Nov 2006 19:47:55 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/e92d54c2-01bb-4756-8328-c60c6830d67c"> </a> <div>Oh, MAN, I just realized- this means my last 2 blog entries are now goofy quizzes! Well, fine, I... I don't care. Love me for who I am, dammit! <sniffle> (Pic: "grin reaper" - banksy) *************************************************** 1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? - Hey, not as bad as I expected! 2. How much cash do you have on you? - <snort> Bwahahaha... none. 3. What's a word that rhymes with "DOOR?"? - Chore 4. Favorite planet? - Earth. As the kids say, it's where all my stuff is! 5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone? - No cell phone 6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone? - No cell phone 7. What shirt are you wearing? - My boyfriends shirt: black with 'Kwitcherbitchin" in white letters 8. Do you "label" yourself? - Oh, some days 9. Name the brand of your shoes you're currently wearing? - I'm barefoot 10. Bright or Dark Room - Currently bright, due to a crazy amount of windows in this place, but I generally prefer dark (I'm kind of sensitive to light) 11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you? - I'm sort of bummed I've never met her- especially at a fight party! <grin> 12. What does your watch look like? - No watch 13. What were you doing at midnight last night? - Drinking, pretending to try to watch a movie, eating nachos, possibly smokin' a bit (though that may have been later)- mainly just screwing around 14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say? - No cell 15. Where is your nearest 7-11? - NO idea... Hm, according to Yahoo Yellow pages, it's 15.8 miles away. There's a Circle K a mile up the road, though. 16. What's a word that you say a lot? - 'Oh, please" - and yes, I know that's a phrase, not a word 17. Who told you he/she loved you last? - My boyfriend 18. Last furry thing you touched? - Heh heh... my boyfriend's head (well, it's fuzzy, anyway) 19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days? - How many types, or what quantity? Well, two types, if you include booze. 20. How many rolls of film do you need developed? - None that I know of... there's a disposable camera around here somewhere that need to be finished up and developed, I think, but it's not mine. 21. Favorite age you have been so far? - I had fun for a while in high school, then got all fucked up by "the pill" for like 10 years and sort of entirely missed those... I sure wouldn't want to be in HS and dealing with all those drama queens any more, so- I guess probably this one is working out pretty well for me! 8-) (Just about to turn 30.) 22. Your worst enemy? - Oh, man... Either procrastination or insecurity... I'd say insecurity has the edge on that one. 23. What is your current desktop picture? http://tinyurl.com/yxbgxc - I've been cycling between that and these two the last few days: http://tinyurl.com/y8vw2u http://tinyurl.com/y7l6pc Before that it was this for a while (from Flossy's album): http://tinyurl.com/ub36m ; I wanted to do something from this site (the semi-reclining chick with the pink background), but didn't find a convenient way to copy & paste from it: http://www.playwithknives.com/Home.htm 24. What was the last thing you said to someone? "You should have seen that coming! Hahahahaha..." 25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be? - The money- I'm pretty sure that with my inner ear and sinus issues, flying would nauseate me... I can't even play on swings about 95% of the time! 26. Do you like someone? - What is this, 6th grade? 27. The last song you listened to? No idea, but I have the Beatles' "Something" in my head, for some weird reason... http://tinyurl.com/y48yn3 28. What time of day were you born? - About 8:45 am- which, until Elyse pointed it out in her answer, I never related to that being around the time I tend to naturally wake up! 29. What's your favorite number? - Used to be 24, but now I don't have one 30. Where did you live in 1987? - Either Tempe or Gilbert, AZ, not sure 31. Are you jealous of anyone? - Way more often than I'm happy about 32. Is anyone jealous of you? - <snort> Um, I doubt it 33. Where were you when 9/11 happened? - At work 34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money? - Jam the money return button a bunch, then sort of gently whack the machine- then if I have the money I'll try again; if not, I'll probably say "Dammit!" and walk off. 35. Do you consider yourself kind? - Generally, but I have a mean streak, too. 36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be? - I have one on my upper arm: http://tinyurl.com/y77n2x (Yes, that was taken about a day after I got it, not yet healed.) I do want more, but I haven't quite decided what next/ where, yet. I don't want any on my back, though I think those are neat looking, 'cause I'd hate not being able to see it! <grin> 37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be? - Spanish would be useful; French is HOT. 38. Would you move for the person you loved? - I already did! (But before this, I would have probably said no... who knew? <grin>) 39. Are you touchy feely? - No. 40. What's your life motto? - Hm. I don't really have one... 41. Name three things that you have on you at all times? - Assuming this doesn't literally mean *all* times, like, when in bed: My various piercings, contacts, chapstick (ok, "lip balm"- I don't really like the Chapstick brand stuff- too waxy) 42. What's your favorite town/city? - I haven't travelled much; I can't really think of a "favorite." 43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash? - Booooy, it's been a while, I'm not sure... probably a money order for my last bill before I moved. Well, there was a toothbrush, but that wasn't *my* cash. 44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it? - About a year ago (to the house I'm in now)- I even put perfume on it! 8-) 45. Can you change the oil on a car? - No (but I also don't drive, so it's not been an issue) 46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her? - Hm. Well, skipping "first crush" and just going with "first person I dated, who I thought I was madly in love with": Haven't heard anything about him in years, but once a few years ago, I looked out the window of the bus I was on and thought "That looks like him if he got REALLY FAT... Wait... Holy crap, it IS him, REALLY FAT! Hahahahahaha!" He was with a teeny chick and a baby stroller. 47. How far back do you know about your ancestry? - Ancestry? I barely know anything about the currently living web of family! So I guess the farthest back I know, really, is my grandparents. 48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy? - Boy, I don't remember... Hm. 49. Does anything hurt on your body right now? - A thin line running from the side of my neck down to my shoulder blade is all stiff and sore, for the last few days. I think I just slept on it wrong, and it's not getting better! 50. Have you been burned by love? - Oh, please- who hasn't? </div> </article> <article> <h1>Stolen offa Edub, of course...</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Fri, 10 Nov 2006 06:39:23 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/541c9f98-fa76-4c9c-8885-691007c0b072"> </a> <div>1. What is the best way to get over someone? Time, other people 2. What makeup do you wear on a daily basis? <snerk> none, for a fact (most ever: when I was gothy and wore thick black eyeliner all the time) 3. Is your AIM away msg on? No AOL at all; Yahoo msgr is on, but as "invisible" 4. If you could eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be? Er. Something with meat? 5. What curse word do you use the most? Fuck, probably 6. Do you own an ipod? Heck no 7. Who on your Myspace " top 8 " do you talk to the most? My whatnow? ;-) 8. What time is your alarm clock set for? Currently it's not, but my boyfriend's is set for about 4 am-ish, which is then when I tend to wake up. 9. Have you ever bid for something on ebay? Nope, but my ex-girlfriend bid on a pair of shoes for me when we were together, on an ebay-related site. 10. Do you wear flip-flops even when its cold outside? Yeah, but here "cold" is relative. 11. Where do you buy your groceries from? The store. ;-) (Currently: mainly Basha's and Fry's.) 12. Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture? Egh. I'm no good at either. 13. What was the last movie you watched? Boondock Saints, a few minutes ago 14. Do any of your friends have children? Eh... Some are working on it. 15. If you won the lottery, what’s the first thing you would buy? I'd give my bf money I owe, so he could fix his bike (Harley) and go visit his kids/ parents, which he's just itchin' to do. 16. Has anyone ever called you lazy? <snort> Probably, but if they really meant it, they're not my friend. 17. Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep faster? Yeah, sometimes, but just over the counter or herbal tea- not prescriptions. 18. What CD is currently in your CD player? All my music's in boxes in the garage right now; pretty much anything else is just downloaded to my computer right now (last thing I listened to: Monster Magnet & the Insane Clown Posse). 19. Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk? Chocolate! 20. Has anyone told you a secret this week? Wow. Er... nope, not that I can think of. Well: my sister and I discussed how little our mom knows us and how bad she is at getting us gifts, but it wasn't exactly a secret. 21. When was the last time someone hit on you? <snort> I never know when it happens. My best guess: At Burning Man some time (end of August). 22. What did you have for dinner last night? Half a Subway sandwich from the roomie, and later, a few little steak tacos I made. 23. What is your biggest fear? Not sure: Dying/ being fucked up in a horrible car crash is one of the top ones, though. 24. What color is your car? No car! Ever, nope... 25. Can you whistle? A little; somewhat less since my tongue was pierced, but just because I haven't really tried to work it out since then. 26. What is your favorite Christmas/winter movie? EW. I guess maybe "It's a Wonderful Life" - ? 27. Do you make your own jewelry? Gosh no, though it would be cool to do. 28. Have you ever participated in a protest? Not specifically, but I've stood up for my rights, dangit! 29. Who was the last person to call you? My little sister, yesterday 30. What is your favorite ride at the amusement park? ... the corn dog stand? ;-) 32. Have you ever dated one of your best friends? Dated? Hell no. Fucked? Um... yeah. 33. What area code are you in right now? 520 34. Did you watch cartoons as a child? Hecka! 35. How big is your local mall? Local? Ain't nothin' local. Also, haven't been to anything otherwise, so, no idea yet. 37. What do you miss most? available friends 38. Would you ever sky dive? I don't think so, but it's not certain. 39. What are you allergic to? Not sure, just guessing: Mold, dust, some grasses, something to do w/the bastard cows... 40. What is your biggest regret? Being a drunken psycho bitch 41. Have you ever had Jamba Juice? Yep! 42. When was the last time you laughed so hard your sides hurt? Somewhat recently, but I don't remember the details. 43. What movies do you know every line to? none 44. Do you own any band t-shirts? yeppers (see thread in "Culture Whores" tribe) 45. What is your favorite candle scent? Eh... depends. A lot I would like end up being funky, so it really depends. Vanilla. spice/ etc are the mainscents, I guess. 46. How many aunts and uncles do you have? 4 alive that I can think of offhand 47. When was your last plane ride? From Phoenix to Sac at the end of May this last year, right before the drive here. 48. Do you crack your knuckles? yeah 49. How many chairs are at your dining room table? Heh heh... well, there's a big-ass coffee table with a couch... 50. What is your favorite salad dressing? I really dig the "Goddess dressing" from Trader Joe's- pretty sure it's Annie's brand. (not "Green Goddess") Also: a big fan of good roqueforts. 51. Do you read for fun? Hell yeah! What Happened to 52? ... is this a geek joke? 53. Where is your cell phone? Hahahah- don't have one. 54. Are you dating anyone? Yeah. We're living together, it's a little past just "dating," really... Actually, I've never really just casually dated anyone, I've always sort of ended up directly *with* 'em. 55. What color is your bedroom painted? Stupid cheap apartment-paint white. 56. Are your parents divorced? No 57. Have you ever cried in public? Yeah 60. Are you always trying to learn new things? sure 61. What messenger programs do you have? Yahoo 62. Do you shower on a daily basis? Pretty much 63. Are you currently wanting any piercing or tattoos? Yeah, but I don't have anything specific in mind, so it's on hold. 64. Do you believe that the guy should pay on the first date? Eh. No opinion- it depends. (Anyway, that's assuming a hetero couple's date.) 65. Can you skip rocks? no 67. Have you ever been to Jamaica? hell naw 68. What do you snack on in the movies? If anything, could be: popcorn with either Red Vines or Good 'n' Plenty's, and a Coke. 69. Who was your favorite teacher? Liked Ms. Goniwiecha in 2nd grade, and Ms. Moser in 6th. Probably my faves. 70. Have you ever dated someone older/ younger then you? Hecka- incl. currently (he's older). 71. What is the weather like? Now: clear, cow-y, and night-y. Generally: sunny and warm. 72. Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos? Hecka! I am right now. 74. Did you ever play Capture the Flag in school? No. Closest: "King of the Hill," which I just watched, and never really played. 75. What was your favorite class in high school? Geeze. Um... Drama, before the good teacher left, I guess. 76. Do you sleep on your side, tummy, or back? Right side, mostly- generally cuddled up against my bf's back.. On my back more before, but stopped when my cat (who's gone now) drove me nuts while I tried to sleep. 77. What personality trait is a must have in the preferred sex? Honest communication 78. Have you ever been attracted to someone physically? <snort> Um, YEAH. 79. When was the last time you slept on the floor? Inside? Not sure. Slept on the ground at the end of August at Burning Man, though. 80. What is your favorite alcoholic drink? ... the kind w/booze in it? 81. If you were born the opposite sex, what would your name be? ! Noooo idea. .... um.... Mark? Closest to my name now, anyway. 82. Do you like your living arrangement? Could be better, could be worse. 83. Has anyone ever called you spoiled? Yeah, but they were fuckwads and didn't know what they were talking about. 85. Did you ever go to the same school as your parents? No 86. How many hours of sleep do you need to function? ... multiple? Consecutively? 88. What was the last thing to scare you? My bf hiding and yelling specifically to scare me. Bastard! <grin> 89. Do you own a Playstation? no; bf has a PS2 that's dying 90. How many times have you brushed your teeth today? So far, once or twice; another time coming up when I log off. 92. What album did you buy last? Um. Well, it was several at once. One of them, at random, was "Sublime"'s self-titled album. 93. How many pairs of shoes do you own? Yow. Lots, especially boots- I'd love more purty shoes and boots, though! 94. Are your days full and fast-paced? not currently 95. Did you ever get caught for talking in class? Eh- maybe? 96. Is there carpet, wood or tile in the room you're currently in? carpet 97. Were you a "planned" child? Not exactly... the timing was off, but I was *eventually* gonna happen regardless. 99. What is your dad's name? Dad? ;-) 100. How old will you be turning on your next birthday? 30 - soon, too </div> </article> <article> <h1>Office? Sweet!</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sun, 24 Sep 2006 15:25:29 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/7deb785b-81f9-4c80-b9f8-4879f5b4aed1"> </a> <div>(Sorry to the approximately 3 people to whom this will be a repost.) *** Have you heard anything about this? www.openoffice.org/product/index.html My dad sent me the link, and I'm pretty sure he would have read about it before doing so (and of course I can take a stab at doing some reasearch on my own), but before I download a bunch of stuff onto my computer I'd kind of like to see if anyone has had experience with the product. Note: I don't actually *have* any office suite-type stuff on my computer just yet; if I ever need to work on something that needs it- say, a resume- I use my boyfriend's computer. So any other suggestions would be welcomed, as well- especially those that don't involve shelling out a bunch of cash. (Photo credit: http://www.armenianteens.com/blog/uploaded_images/computer-armenian-759471.jpg )</div> </article> <article> <h1>Yeah yeah, me too...</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sun, 20 Aug 2006 13:33:04 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/e7d485f2-eeab-48c8-ade7-4c096899fa31"> </a> <div>(Hey, even in hippie boots I'll *still* kick ya ass, so zip it! <grin> ) Leaving for "that thing in the desert" Tuesday night, after my bf gets off work and we get all loaded up (the VAN, people, the VAN). We should be there by Wednesday afternoon/ night some time. Geeze, I'd better start packing, huh? <grin> "Hope and Fear" indeed! Here's hoping that... - The ride makes it ok - Everyone in the van remains on speaking terms - The van makes it home after being in the dirt for over two weeks - No one forgets anything really important (like, oh, a ticket, or an ID for early entry) - I still have a bf by the time we get home - I don't chop off, whack with a hammer, or otherwise generally incapacitate any body parts (mine or otherwise) - The Lamplighters still rock (heh heh) ... Bugrit, too late to lose weight now... <sigh> Maybe I'll bring cute clothes anyway, for after I've been there for a week and a half... <grin> *** Quick, what am I forgetting to pack?!?!? (Nooo, not "Xanax"- smartasses!) Oh, and let me know where y'all are gonna be- I just *may* actually leave camp this year! <grin> Soundtrack by which to pack: - http://www.playatunes.com/ - http://di.fm/</div> </article> <article> <h1>So long, Sacramento-</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Tue, 30 May 2006 21:43:58 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/887e8863-106c-4b24-b26d-5f1ba585074b"> </a> <div>and thanks for all the fish! (... especially the kind that comes with wasabi... <grin> ) As always, those of you who are into "that thing in the desert" will be able to find me (and of course sob tearfully about how empty your life is without me) either in the Lamplighters' Lounge (next to the Center Camp Cafe), or working- at about 5 pm every day, when we always encourage people to come by and help out with the lanterns! (Heehee...) (... maybe the cleaning supplies are going to my head? Naaaaah! <grin> )</div> </article> <article> <h1>Now, new Tribe-lite!</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Mon, 17 Apr 2006 20:33:44 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/dde03093-7d95-4cc4-8e7e-789897bcd10a"> </a> <div>I have way too much stuff to do, and I've been wasting a lot of time just for the sake of wasting it- staring at a book, staring off into space, and of course staring at the magic glowing box. Since so many people I used to spend time chatting with have either left or drastically reduced their conversational output, I'm really just floating around reading a bunch of stuff, hardly even engaged in conversation. So: Anyone whose tribes I remove myself from, don't be offended or think it's any sort of commentary, I just need to give myself fewer reasons to sit here procrastinating.</div> </article> <article> <h1>I. HATE. PACKING.</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Tue, 11 Apr 2006 18:41:07 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/488e8814-ea80-4bcd-94fa-787ff36631d6"> </a> <div>(photo just snagged from online) I've gone through everything and got rid of a bunch of stuff (or "pre- got rid of," putting it in a yard sale-type pile), and I'm still weeding through stuff I missed when I run across it, but I can't get rid of *everything*- I need my books and clothes- so I still have to pack. DAMN. I think maybe I wouldn't hate it *quite* so much if I wasn't spatially retarded- I really have no concept of how things will fit in a space, so I have to shove a bunch of things in a box then pull them out and shove in some more then pull them out and rearrange 'em then say fuck it and shove a bunch of paper in the giant gaps to keep things from wiggling too much then try to wrestle the box closed as I spastically use about 10 yards of tape on the damn thing because I'm afraid it'll pop open... <sigh> One box down. I've been able to put it off because I didn't actually *have* any boxes until the other day, but now I'm stuck with it until I run out *. <pout> So far, I have about 3/4 of my bookshelf and all of my audio cassettes packed. Woo! Obviously, that calls for a Tribe break. <grin> * Speaking of boxes, if there's anyone anywhere near Sacramento with any, hey, I'll take 'em off your hands! Also, see the previous entry for my "yard sale" stuff. </div> </article> <article> <h1>Anyone out there around Sacramento?</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Thu, 06 Apr 2006 18:44:34 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/93805a30-0524-4a90-8641-a7718b321cb6"> </a> <div>"Living room sale"- come buy my crap! ... Hey, I don't have a yard. *grin* (No date- ongoing until it's sold or I move, whichever's first.) Nothing's priced- just make an offer once you see it. I'm not going to have change, so don't bring a 20 unless you're planning on parting with that much. If you have moving supplies- especially boxes or a hand cart- I may just work out a trade. The listing below pretty much covers what I have, but contact me for details- or the location, if you're interested in looking. I'm not able to deliver anything, sorry. *** * An area rug (~ 62" x 92") and a matching runner (about the same length x 2' wide); I also have non-skid backing stuff for the big one. Predominantly dark red, with a pattern of large stylized flowers around the edges. * Lamps: 1 medium silver table lamp, 1 big retro floor lamp (both work, but I blew the lightbulb moving the big lamp- oops!) * Kitchen stuff: Includes cocktail glasses, a set of soup bowls/ matching serving pot, small coffee pot (with filters and a measuring scoop), toaster, and more. * Books (oh, you *know* you want the Nancy Drews! *grin*), CDs (all promos, so it's a crapshoot), videos/ DVDs (including a few cheesy "adult" vids) * A few items of clothing (2 small shirts, 2 medium shirts, a sort of flannel-type jacket thing, a large- well, more like XL- black velvet skirt, and a red straw "cowboy" hat); 3 pairs of shoes (2 womens' size ~ 9- 9.5, one cute pair sized ~ 8 - 8.5) * Random crud: Candles/ candle holders, a few games, rust remover, small stuffed animals, necklace, dried flowers, etc. You know, yard sale stuff. ;-) </div> </article> <article> <h1>Ripped offa Craigslist</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Wed, 22 Mar 2006 09:17:38 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/8005c2e8-2db5-4157-88fe-460c7e114c36"> </a> <div>(Ok, no more reading this shit at 1 am... <sniffle> http://tinyurl.com/fqc87 An open letter to Straights Apparently all this time I’ve been shoving my sexuality in your face and forcing it on you. I misunderstood. I didn’t know. I am so sorry. I mistakenly thought it was you who were shoving your lifestyle in my face when you called me faggot before I even knew what that word meant. I thought you were forcing your sexuality on me when you and your friends cornered me in the locker room after gym class in junior high school, called me a goddamn homo and beat the shit out of me. I thought the coach was forcing his lifestyle on me when he shouted down at my broken and bleeding body in the locker room that I asked for it because I was looking at the other guys “funny”. I thought you were shoving your sexuality in my face when you spray painted my name and “is a fag” on the side of the High school building. When you and your friends trashed my car and then afterwards ran me off the road as I was walking home from school, laughing and calling me a “Queer” I thought I was just walking home from school and not forcing my sexuality down your throat. I was mistaken and apparently trying to force my deviant lifestyle on you in college that day when thought I might be just trying to find someone like me to talk to when you and your cop friends entrapped me, arrested me and beat me up and threw me in jail because I looked at you the wrong way and smiled at you. Apparently I asked for it when you and your friends chased me down the street, pulled me into an alley and broke my nose with a booze bottle after I had the gall to come out a known gay bar one night in college. When I was in the military, I thought one of my friends might be just trying to live a decent, honorable life with his partner of 10 years when you and your military police friends pulled him into an interrogation room and accused him of sodomy because he was living with a guy and not dating women. When you kicked him out of the service and dumped him 3500 miles from his home with no money and no job, I didn’t realize that he was forcing his lifestyle on you. I’m sure he’s sorry too. I didn’t realize that you were offended by us when my best friend asked to be admitted to his partners’ hospital room while he was dying. You see, he’d lived with him for 20 years and they had shared their life together but had the misfortune of living in a state where people like him had no “legal status” and so his sweet love of 20 years died alone surrounded by people who thought that God had given him AIDS as punishment for the sin of homosexuality. He didn’t understand that your religious sensibilities were more important than his misguided need to be with his partner when he died. All this time I thought you were forcing your sexuality on me, but now I know that I was forcing mine on you. I am so sorry that all my life, I’ve mistakenly thought that being left alone to live my life, to work and to have a home and family and to be allowed to love who I choose was just living my life - like you live yours. Little did I know that all that time I was cramming my disgusting sexuality and lifestyle down your throat, forcing you to accept me and demanding “Special Rights”. Now that I’m older and wiser, you’ll excuse the silly idealism of a dotty middle aged guy who had a vain hope that maybe I could marry the guy I’ve been living with for fifteen years and not have to worry if my religiously devout family will decide to ransack my home after my death because my family – the family who have largely cared less if I lived or died – have more legal rights than my partner, no matter what I say in my will. You’ll excuse my mistaken notion that I should be allowed to have a good job and not be fired at will because my boss might find out that I live with a guy and am still “single”. You’ll pardon my liberal sensibilities when I think I should be able to rent an apartment from someone who might decide that two guys living together is “an abomination”, or be able to open a joint checking account with my partner, because now I know that it isn’t “normal” for two guys to set up a home together. Hopefully, you’ll excuse my mistaken notion that my life and my love and my family are at least as important and significant as yours – yes, even when you beat the shit out of your wife the day after she caught you fucking the underaged babysitter, even when you tossed your 15 year old gay son out on the streets, even when I gladly pay very high taxes to send your kids to good schools and you cheat on yours. I hope you will understand when I was momentarily struck speechless when you raised up your bible and told me that God thinks that I am an abomination and will go to hell. You’ll excuse me for my silly notion that God maybe has other more pressing matters than to care that much if I decide that I want to live with someone I love instead of being alone and celibate. You’ll pardon my weakness when I want a family and have to do it by shoving my homosexual lifestyle in your face. Finally, please excuse the silly sentimentality of an old man who after nearly six decades of life sees a movie with two “normal” guys who are cowboys who fall in love together. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen any people like me in the movies who aren’t silly and shallow or tragic and dying of something or another. It’s been years since I’ve seen someone like me love someone like my partner and not die because of it or end up some tragic stupid queen. So the movie made me happy and so I was momentarily blinded by the hope that it might be recognized as a watershed moment in tolerance. I now know it was a shameful use of one of your dearest symbols of American manliness to once again shove my disgusting lifestyle down your throat. You’ll excuse me please. All this time, all my life – I just thought you were trying to make me be something that I can never be. I just thought you were forcing me to conform to your idea of normality. I mistakenly thought you hated me. I was mistaken. Obviously, all this time I was forcing my lifestyle on you. Please accept my apologies. </div> </article> <article> <h1>ArgHelpTaxStuffAieeeeeBlarg</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Thu, 09 Mar 2006 22:17:05 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/79504df6-9b4c-4bd0-abbd-5a3662c5e459"> </a> <div>(Yeah, it's a repost for some of y'all, deal. <grumblegrumble>) So I finally decided to stop being a wuss and at least *read* my tax stuff, so I'd know what it involved when I decided to actually sit down and do it. Not that it's ever hard, I have nothing complicated, but with this year having part job income and part unemployment, I wasn't sure if it would get wonky or not. So, I read it, and yay, it's all super easy, just one extra line to fill out, then I realize: Just ONE extra line to fill out. See, with the work income, there are two main lines- one for how much you made, and one for how much income tax you paid. There only seems to be a line here for how much I was paid in unemployment, and *not* a space for how much income tax was withheld, which: more than $0, here. Sooo... They trying to make me pay twice, or what??? I haven't looked it up yet to see if I can get more info than what's in the pamphlet, but I'm sort of afraid to call for help, considering the amount of incorrect information that's given out on those help lines (for which the filer is still the responsible party)... <whimper></div> </article> <article> <h1>3 weeks, over 2 thousand miles, and 1 shitload of meat & booze</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sun, 12 Feb 2006 06:07:13 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/d61fb824-04b7-4fce-80e1-c7849bdee837"> </a> <div>(Or, "Where the hell has Blade *been* for 3 weeks, anyway?") Disjointed ramblings about my last 3 weeks... Pics to come whenever I can get 'em developed (and assuming any of them are worth sharing/ safe to share... hee hee)... Rough outline: Phase 1 (Sun. 1/22 - Wed. 2/1): Fly to NC; hang out and prep for big party with many people and much fire and food and booze and more fire and stuff. Oh, and packing. Phase 2 (Wed. 2/1 - Sat. 2/4): Recover; drive to AZ Phase 3 (Sun. 2/5 - Sat. 2/11): Unload stuff; hang out with dudes in AZ; home again home again jiggedy jig. *** Phase 1 notes: Did I mention: Lots of people? And fire? And food? And booze? And fire? Yep, a stack of old Xmas trees goes ablaze a treat, indeedy! (Special thanks to whoever made a point of keeping my ass from flinging myself in with the trees, y'all- thanks!) <grin> (Also: Beware of groups of sneaky giggling people advancing with a giant black Sharpie upon a sleeping dude... <snerk>) Downside: Two people cleaning up a squishy filthy mess (don't ask) left by an assload of partying people is sort of daunting. Upside: Dragging all the furniture outside and throwing it on the remains of a bonfire while drinking homemade wine is toxic but FUN! Heeheehee... Question: What exactly DID I take so many pictures of? Hmmm ... Notes: Supposed to leave Monday; mainly cleaned Monday, and spent Tuesday- after both of us waking up sick (no, not hungover- I still have a lingering cough and sinus thing going on, but I think it's mainly allergies now) doing most of the loading and finishing packing. Ok, so mainly I supervised- I'm *good* at supervising! <grin> Ended up leaving at about noon on Wednesday. *** Phase 2 (actually nigh on 2300 miles, which was quicker than I expected): See map-Take 40 W across the country, turn south at Flagstaff. Hey, hard to get lost, anyway! (In the interest of fairness, I should point out: I can't drive, I was mainly just the one playing with the radio.) - Wed: NC to just outside Nashville, Tennessee - Thursday: Nashville -> Arkansas -> Oklahoma -> Shamrock, Texas - Friday: Shamrock -> New Mexico -> Holbrook, Arizona (Decided to make it an early night instead of pushing through.) - Saturday: Down through AZ to south of Phoenix, whereupon we done *crashed*, bubbies, but good! *** Assorted trip notes: * NC: - Finally had some BBQ before we left the state- damn good ribs! * Tennessee: - Radio spot for some contest included the phrase "Must be able to read and write to be eligible" - Loretta Lynn Dude Ranch? Damn! If only we had the time! * Arkansas: - Just thought "Toad Suck Park" was a great name - Billboard: "J'eet yet?" (ok, yeah, I'm easily amused, no kidding) - Sign (I think mainly I liked the way the misspelling looked): " Be a norgan donor give your hear tto Jesus" * Oklahoma: - Billboard for a winery: "Like California, only not as fruity" * Thus far: - Hmm- seem to have run out of Shoney's restaurants somewhere in OK, I think... - Waffle House: You know, those suckers go all the way across! I never knew that. - Regional food signs: Went from all BBQ to BBQ/ Catfish to Catfish/ BBQ to all catfish by OK (I don't know, what else did I have to look at? Yeeesh!) - It quickly became apparent that this would be the "Clear Channel Across America" trip, since we had no way of playing any music but the radio. Um, I kind of don't want to hear any Zep for a while now, mmkay? Right before we stopped for the night in TX Ran out of all stations but 2 country, 1 religious, and one hip hop. Some time the next day we went for something like 20 minutes with the channel thingy trying to find a station, before one finally came back. * Texas: - About 40 miles east of Amarillo: "The biggest cross in the Western Hemisphere!" (Yeah, suuuure that was...) - "Live Rattlesnakes! Bug Ranch, USA" - Deaf Smith County (ok, so I was getting easier to be amused by this point, what can I say?) - Saw a roadrunner in the Walmart parking lot - Finally went to IHOP which for some weird-ass reason I'd been wanting to do for about a week or so * New Mexico: - Started seeing small cacti - Past Albuquerque, saw the first and only tumbleweed we saw on the trip (also, the first Mr. East Coast dude had *ever* seen)- promptly ran that sucker right over; made a nice big *crunch* * Arizona: - Saguaros be here - Billboard for a motel east of Flagstaff: "No train noise" *** Phase 3: * Saturday afternoon: Sort of a blur... we ordered pizza and watched TV; that's about it. * Sunday: Unloaded the truck * Monday: I bummed around, he went to work * Tuesday: much like Monday, except the roomies came home- and promptly decided I had to stay for the party Friday night; they changed my flight to Saturday (today) about 10 minutes before I had to leave for the airport (and about half an hour after they first handed me a beer... <grin>) * Next few days: General tomfoolery, with several bouts of drinkin' and rasslin' and stuff; more meat is ingested, not enough sleep is had (mainly due to the fact that every time I'd lay down I'd start coughing, though, really).... The Big Bash didn't ever happen Friday, but it was still fun just hanging out with the people we'd been hanging out with (even the one I got pissed at and stupidly got my butt kicked by), so that's a'ight. (Oh, and we set up stuff "burner party- style"- threw up some rope lights and art and stuff, dragged some old couches out- even played a little with a fire toy. Damn skippy, kids, this is how y'all gonna be partyin' now! <grin>) (Note: I really really hope I get a hold of some of the pics people took of at least one of the days. Much merriment was had by people being stupid- fun!) Throughout, the weather was beautiful, marred only by the fact that it was 80 degrees in freaking FEBRUARY, and July is gonna be a Queen Bitch (ah yes, how well I remember those 5 years living around Phoenix.... No, wait, I don't- I was in a 5-year heat stroke. <shudder>) *** Overall note: I have now met people in 2 different states who I'll probably never meet again who I know I'd have fun hanging out with if I Iived closer... more's the pity! *** Ok, this was way too long and incoherent and I'm TIRED, so- there ya go, kids! </div> </article> <article> <h1>My apparently unpopular opinion on "it":</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Thu, 19 Jan 2006 23:51:31 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/392642d2-bc49-4464-9a34-7a80e87e04e3"> </a> <div>(Or, "You can't make an omelette without pissing off a few crabby old eggs that remember what it was like before all these damn new eggs got here, and we never used cheese in MY day and it was good enough, by God!") (AKA: I tease 'cause I loves, kids, I tease 'cause I love!) I've been using the new look for about a week now, and you really do get used to it pretty easily- when I've switched to pages that had the old style, for instance, they seemed small and cramped in comparison. A lot of the things that are still majorly funky (like that red and the size of the Tribe logo) are actually being worked on and will be updated soon. There are a LOT of things they've incorporated into the new design, to meet requirements a LOT of people have asked/ bitched/ cajoled/ whined about over time, and considering how many things they've *added* without taking anything *away* I think they should get a little slack. For instance, it was dumb having to go into my profile, go down to my blog module, open it, and scroll allll the way down to post a new entry. Now there's a link right there on my home page, and I can post a new entry from anywhere on the page. Very convenient! I like having all that stuff conveniently there- the mailbox, my friends' blogs, the ability to access my photos with one click instead of having, again, to navigate through my profile- they really DID add a lot of convenience, and when you get used to the visual difference and play around with it, it ain't all that bad. Plus, they ARE still working on things like letting people be able to customize the way their homepage and profiles look, or letting moderators customize the look of their tribes, for instance. Also: They've spent the last week or so listening to the feedback from people using the beta version of the new look, and they spent a lot of time and effort incorporating those suggestions before the official rollout here. So, yeah: Some cheese with that whine, y'all? ;-) </div> </article> <article> <h1>Bah humbug!</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Wed, 18 Jan 2006 22:54:38 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/484c9ce2-62c1-4a88-b7a5-bf667351fa94"> </a> <div>Yes, kids, it's that time of year again! Ugh. I do NOT get the whole BM ticket thing- a zillion people sitting there frantically clicking all at once, and bitching their asses off about how it's busy and the site sucks and "this is rediculous!" and on and everlovin' on... Hmmmm- a little something called "cause and effect," perchance? For all the talk about community and sharing and love and blah blah blah, them hippies* get MEAN! I wonder if anyone's told them that the tickets are sold through August, so if they were to, say, try *tomorrow* they'd be able to buy a ticket with no hassle? (Oh, and me being too broke to buy a ticket right now makes me jes' a leetle extra sensitive to the fact that this crap also means that by the time I CAN afford one, all of the lower cost tix will have been looooong gone. Thanks, O community mine!) Between that and, for instance, the amount of garbage people dump all over the place on the way home (never mind the crap they leave ON the playa)- just piles and piles of garbage bags at every rest stop, fast food place, whatever, even when there isn't a garbage bin-it really makes me feel a little cynical and crabby when people start going on about "burning man is all year round" and shit. *grumblegrumble* * Lordy YES I know that by no stretch of the imagination are they all "hippies"- it's just a little descriptive license, there. Well, ok, I just liked the way the sentence sounded.</div> </article> <article> <h1>Now *that's* offensive.</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sat, 10 Dec 2005 06:31:14 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/74c87733-0724-463b-bcce-97d8197e9cb0"> </a> <div>Does the picture above even *begin* to look like any POSSIBLE result of having to take some of your Burning Man or art class pics off your Tribe profile? Does it really? 'Cause if not, you know, STOP calling people whose policies you disagree with Nazis. Not only does it make you look dumb as dirt, it also *completely* degrades and disrespects the actual *horrific* experiences an unimaginable amount of people went through (and often did not survive). Hey, just the fact that you DO have the choice of staying or leaving puts you waaaay ahead of the whole, you know, *freaking Holocaust*. The ONLY way to have your opinion heard is to put it forth in a calm, respectful, open manner, and to back it up with real information- not to shrill hysterically about George Orwell and Adolf Hitler every time someone enacts a policy you dislike. All that does is weaken any arguments put forth by "your side" and make you look ignorant and irrational. Put some of that energy towards something useful, like contacting the people who actually enacted the laws in the first place (thanks, Fairy X): http://oregon.tribe.net/listing/This-is-NOT-offensive-but-it-is-how-you-get-in-touch-with-the-powers-that-be/oregon-us/2336cc12-4d86-4038-b7cc-fc3dc410cd1c </div> </article> <article> <h1>Eeeeeaaarrrgghhh!!!!</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Sat, 03 Dec 2005 13:21:59 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/d324679e-54cb-43ee-a7fd-1d8fe6080c3b"> </a> <div>In bed, saw something moving. Thought it was a shadow, or maybe a hallucination brought on by lack of sleep. Wait, no- there it goes again- fast, and towards me- a giant creepy buuuggg!!!! - flipped the blanket; don't know where it went... no contacts, didn't see what type... though, I have seen big ol' centipedes around... Wait... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's on my wall!!!! BIG ol' centipede, crawling at me faaaast! <twitch> . . . Ok, downstairs now, and slightly afraid that I have big crawly bugs in my hastily tossed on pants... Hm, maybe I'll just make coffee and stay up entirely today. <whimper> (Dammit, this is the trouble with being all girly and living alone- no one to take care of giant creepy bugs for me!) ;-)</div> </article> <article> <h1>Wasn't gonna, but what the hell...</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Thu, 01 Dec 2005 18:01:14 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/e0761c64-9248-4cf4-af61-11c5e616a049"> </a> <div>I actually *completely* spaced on this until yesterday, but: Today's my birthday. Last one that starts with a "2". No, no plans- I've never been one to do holidays or birthdays... raised that way, then just never picked up the habit. Also, I'm sick and broke, so, eh... <grin> Why even mention it, then? I dunno- between the weather, the general year end/ new year retrospectiveness - it's a word now, dammit- and the whole "last b-day before people start counting them as 'The Big ___-Oh' " stock-taking, I'm just sort of feeling weirdly introspective yet chatty. Ok, so the last bit's probably the coffee and the cold medicine kicking in. Anyway: No words of wisdom today, no plans for the day, no new goals for the future- just gonna sit here and figure out just where the hell here IS, speaking all mettyforikal-like. Hey, go out and do something nice for yourself, then come back here and tell me about it, mkay? That's my present to you today: permission to be nice to yourself, in case you forgot you could. *** Rob Breszny's tidbit for today: In her profile on poet John Ashbery in The New Yorker, Larissa MacFarquhar reports that his Manhattan apartment is deeply chaotic. "Everything needs to be open and nothing is ever closed," she quotes Ashbery's partner as saying. "Drawers. Cabinets. Closet doors. Everything! All possibilities must be available at all times." This happens to be my exact prescription for you, Sagittarius. Make your heart as innocent as possible. Suspend your opinions. Judge nothing. Be hungry for the raw truth and beauty that can be captured with the aid of naked receptivity. Oh, and keep all your cabinets and drawers open. </div> </article> <article> <h1>Note to self:</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Tue, 01 Nov 2005 04:23:40 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/cae5f1a4-94fc-4668-8c39-515b1864c97a"> </a> <div>If you insist on getting shitfaced, try not to do it around a bunch of cameras, mmkay? And for fuck's sake, *don't* actually *pose* for pictures! (this pic: http://www.iseedrunkpeople.co.uk/rnd56.htm)</div> </article> <article> <h1>Acclimating</h1> <p>switchbladebutterfly — Thu, 08 Sep 2005 18:20:10 GMT</p> <a href="http://people.tribe.net/switchbladebutterfly/blog/1ee1382d-7a82-4e48-8582-ee1093e6c5ee"> </a> <div>Note to self: Do NOT smack co-worker's ass! (THAT close, too... heehee)</div> </article> </main></body></html>