Hi- I know it's been a *long* time.

I just wanted to remind anyone still linked to this journal that I have moved to my new LJ khep, and if you could/are up to it, I would love to see you there.

Everyone is welcome, and I hope you're all doing wonderfully!
XOXOXOXO
khep

This is a

JOURNAL CHANGE

reminder! My new journal is at khep, please feel free to add that journal : )

I just added 30-something people to my friends list @ khep from this journal, and it's getting tedious- if I haven't added you yet, please know I have been clicking randomly and only stopped to take a breather from updating. Please feel free to beat me to the punch!

Cheers! xoxoxo

I have had this journal since 2001, so it's cozy, but a lot has happened and I feel I could use a change.

My new journal can be located here: khep

Cheers!

CHARLOTTE WILL BE HERE AT NOON!!!! AUUGHHH!!!! I AM SO NERVOUS!!!! I NEED A SEDATIVE!!!! I AM GOING TO ACT LIKE THE BIGGEST DORK IN THE WORLD!!!!!

I just called Charlotte's owner, and she seems really nice. We're getting together at noon on Saturday (I think? Dear Gods, I thought today was Friday- so who knows?) I am SOOO HAPPY that it went so well, I am PAINFULLY phone shy with new people. We worked it out so that Charlotte will stay for a day or two on the weekend, and whatever we decide, her owner will be taking her back on Monday- either for keeps or just to give her daughter (who doesn't live with them) a chance to say goodbye.

It turns out that Charlotte is a Basset mix, with most basset features, including the big paws (how cute!), and her coat is black and white. She's thirteen, so she's slowing down, but she's still playful. I don't mind either way, I'd wheel her around in a red flyer wagon if need be *^__^*

NOW FOR COCKTAILS!!!!!

There is a type of adrenaline rush that only the truly geeky fully experience. In the same way that there are complex mental/nervous break-downs that only the geeky truly accomplish as well, and let it be known now that these two are seperated by a very thin line.

I have just self-mastered the use of masks and layers, and I have (in a bout of what I, as a geek, define as divine code-monkey inspiration)- stumbled upon how to go about completely altering/coding layouts in such a way that would at least moderately satisfy me.

MUAHAHAHAH UAHAHAHAHAHA MUAHAHA HAAAAA!!!!

I am so nervous! Charlotte's (which is the basset hound's name, isn't it pretty?) owner would like to meet in NW on the weekend, and she has questions for me that she will be sending me later. I have discussed our living situation a bit, but I am really scared that for whatever reason, she wouldn't want me to be the one to adopt her. What if she thought our place was too small when it came down to it? Of course I want what's best for Charlotte, but I worry about the rejection.

I have been going a little crazy lately trying to find or learn how to make a new layout for my LJ. The DIY's I have found go into needing to know html, css, lj codes, etc. requiring dreamweaver, photoshop or paint shop pro, paid accounts, 'brushes' whatever that means...and layers...the list goes on. I have been going through templates but I have a hard time with layouts that don't say a lot about you, or that only speak of one aspect, I feel like I need a giant collage layout, but lack the software and skill. I also have a thing for small blinkie-going fonts, yet don't think of myself as the dainty flower these fonts imply.

I just spent way too much time on my top movie list -- as if you could ever feel 100% on something like that...and there's a difference between films that you would like to see and films that have shaped you somehow.

Last night I had a dream that my bangs were a comb-over from the back, and that if I lifted them up you would see that my hair actually 'started' in the way back, and that the entire top of my head was bald. I devulged this information to a woman who was like a councelor of some type...in my dream I was smoking a cigarette wondering if it was cancer that made that happen-- and my casual response to the predicament? Awesome...now I just shave it all off, *finally* get to see the birthmark on the back of my neck whenever I want, my head is sooo soft where the hair used to be, and voila! canvas for tattoos!

I got an email back today from the lady with the basset hound *BOOTY SHAKES* she says she's available to bring her by for a visit on evenings and weekends, and thanked me for getting back to her. She still hasn't mentioned the bassett's name yet- which is wierd to me because whenever I mention dogs of mine, I normally mention them by name. It may be far into the conversation before the responder says "Oh!!! You're talking about a dog!!"

I'm trying not to get too excited, but I am failing miserably. I keep looking around online for custom dog collars, etc. *^__^*

Someone just replied to my ad in Craigslist who needs a home for her basset hound!!!!! Oh the love!!!!

Would any of my friends in the area be willing to drive this grrl to Woodburn Oregon or North Plains to view some puppies? I don't know if they'll be there by the time I have a ride, and I haven't called them yet because I don't have a car...but I could use some help in a serious puppy patrol! I am too shy to ask these people "Hey- I noticed your ad for dogs for $150-175, but I was wondering if I could have you deliver them to NW PDX for $200?" eek! eek!

Yahoo Maps say that these places are 45 min. away or so tops?

Another place I'd like to check out is Family Dogs NW Shelter in SE PDX, but trimet doesn't have a route there and it would need to be on a day that Jeff could come too because they require that everyone in the house meet the dogs.

We could work something wonderful out in exchange : ) Money? Coffee? Please help!

I went to the Oregon Humane Society again today and was just too late for two very sweet sweeties! Oh it's heartbreaking! Now my application is in though, so if I find a dog online I can call and place a hold on him or her. Rawwrr!

I saw this poem on the bus heading home today- I really like it. I feel like this a lot:

I stalked her
in the grocery store: her crown
of snowy braids held in place by a great silver clip,
her erect bearing, radiating tenderness,
the way she placed yogurt and avacadoes in her basket,
beaming peace like the North Star.
I wanted to ask "What isle did you find
your serenity on, do you know
how to be married for fifty years, or how to live alone,
excuse me for interrupting, but you seem to possess
some knowledge that makes the earth burn and turn on its axis-
but we don't request such things from strangers
nowadays. So I said, "I like your hair."
-- Alison Luterman

I found a dog in a rescue online today and want to go to the rescue tomorrow to see if I can adopt it. I really shouldn't do this to myself! The turn around is so quick and there are so many people looking, and the websites don't track the holds, etc. I am trying not to get my hopes up but I have butterflies!

This all happened a couple days ago, the beginnings of the story are background from before. I didn't have enough time on the library computer to talk about it, but I wanted to get it out.

( the whole story )

Does anyone else have a hard time updating when they've been away so long? I feel like I should say hello inbetween researching where the dogs are, and drinking coffee. Lots has happened, but it feels like the breath to tell is taken the next day. Peculiar? I just woke up. Coffeeeeeeeee . . .

May 13th is petboy's 22nd Birthday, he's catching up ;) I went out yesterday and bought him gifts. It is completely painful that I can't show him what it is until the 13th....

( Petboy, you're not allowed in here )

Today petboy and I are at the Central Library. We're taking pictures of our neighborhood and shopping, etc.

I wrote quite a bit this morning that was a free-write dialogue between interpretors. I really like that excercise, we [I] started in on everything...well, lots of things.

petboy and I are grabbing the I'Ching and getting out of here. I have been studying palmistry lately and journaling and am thinking it would be cool to integrate that in with an I'Ching journal. They say that it's best when you do a reading, write it down, and then go back to learn from it. Sounds very interesting...

Something that's been on my mind lately too (I told prettymess about this). I feel like I need more girl friends in my life. I wish pash lived in America and right next door. I want raidodeux over all the time. I want to be dropped in on. I need to put myself in situations where I meet people also, and go for coffee, and analyze socially and hug people platonically. I am such a hermit, and I wonder if it's nature or nurture or just happenstance. Be my serendipitous oyster, someone come glamourbombing with me! I have lots and lots of plastic film canisters- bring some colorful acrylic and we can paint them together and push messages in them and leave them in places like Powells and in fountains. We'll take pictures. Or maybe I'll glamourbomb and lure people in, and the ones that would be lured would be a nice enough match that we'd want to go for coffee...who knows.

::More Later::

Yesterday petboy and I went to the Bagdad Theater and saw What the #$*! Do We Know!?. It was very very cool-- I loved Fred Alan Wolf's sentiments. I want a poster of him. I think the best part was that most of the facets are things that petboy and I discuss @ length (with the exception of water crystalization vs. human influence, which is awesome) , but condensed into a film, which left us both really contemplative afterward-- but for me the loopy was more how those facets relate to my dynamic in life and with other people...and how I want to affect other people for the better. ( more... )

( VSL, New Journal, Tattoos... )

The other day I had amazingly hot sex with petboy. He is the best boy/grrl-friend a person could have. That's another thing too-- thinking about gender. ( more... )

Which reminds me...a read an article piece in the Mercury's Savage Love column (by Dan Savage)- you can find it here (on top). It makes my blood boil!! I wrote a scathing letter to the editor and will be mailing it soon. I think you should too. I need to write more. I have so many ideas...I keep telling petboy that he needs to submit articles to publications or make one of his own.

( More Wrath... )

* - on art materials (above), I am also completely bitter about the P:ear Art Gallery downtown. For those of you out of the region (or who just don't know), the P:ear Art Gallery is a group in the city that helps people out by allowing them to come in and create works of art using their supplies. You come in and sit down and create-- then the works are sold in the gallery and you are paid for them. The catch?? You must be under 23 and on entering you must prove that you are either homeless or a transient. ( rant rant rant )

PS: petboy and I tried mugwort tea last night (trying to use as a hallucinogen). There isn't enough sugar in the world. Next stop- steeping absinthe. I've got the wormwood...though it's not in whole leaf form, I have it in crushed(?) form. I am not sure which recipe I want to go with...

Alright- so! Needless to say the awe and wonderment behind my last post has been debunked. petboy and I living together is a bit akin to a torrid romance between Mulder & Mulder with only time being Scully, and so- yeah...we figured out the case of the mystery voice in our buzzer thingy.

...and No, it is too embarrasing to unveil.

:::FOR ALL OF MY LJ FRIENDS LIVING IN PDX:::I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU:::

We don't yet have a phone- I am thinking we're probably going to go through Qwest with a long distance plan, and I have no idea when it comes to ISP's. Kelly's computer has an interior modem thingy- dialup...and I have heard it would save me money to go with that and get hooked up with something like earthlink or netzero (Gods it's wierd to think you have to pay them for service now). Anyone have any ISP's they would vouch for? I found a little coupon thingy for Comcast saying that it would take $50 off the installation fee, which invokes the question "How the hell much does it cost for install in the first place????" Ontop of that I have heard that it costs $10 more if you don't use Comcast for television also.

What do you think? Any help at all would be appreciated-- I am on a library computer at the moment and researching has left me pretty clueless.

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I have so much stuff to write about but not enough time, there will be lots of updates when I have internet service at the apartment. Hope everyone is doing wonderfully XOXOXO

I am never buzzing our apartment, EVER!

I am at the library at the moment and don't have much time- thought you might think this was interesting though ;)

I was supposed to meet my parents at 11:00am for more sorting, etc. from the move- they were meeting me at our new apartment in NW-- so at 10:16an or so I walked up to the little mart on the corner & when I came back my dad was walking Codey outside (they were early). I started talking about happenings- spilling things behind the refrigerator and how petboy wasn't home because he had left for work earlier.

Dad looked a bit puzzled. He said that he had tried buzzing our apartment, and that someone had answered. A male voice said (when dad asked for Jeff) something to the affect of "He's not here right now." NOTHING that indicated that Jeff didn't live there. Dad was so certain that he had dialed the correct number that his first thought was that raidodeux was visiting-- but then he thought no...If it were raidodeux he would have recognized his voice and came down to visit.

I asked Dad if it was a recording and he was positive that it wasn't. It was just a man saying that Jeff wasn't at home at the moment. WE DON'T HAVE A WORKING BUZZER IN OUR APARTMENT. It hasn't been installed as we don't have a phone yet. The old system was dismantled (the antique phone hanging on our wall in the entryway used to be how you would call guests in from the studio).

After a *while* dad started to second guess human error...maybe he had dialed the wrong number? But we don't have a manager on premises, a #4 before the number would probably go to the 4th floor regardless, there is no one named Jeff on the 4th floor but petboy, and we don't have a recorded system nor any way for anyone to answer a buzzer that doesn't buzz yet...but that did back in the day.

Wierd ;)