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moved.
for a while now. God willing, I shall now perpetually blog here:
links 4.13
What happened to downtime? found via Yes and Yes.
Risking a blog relaunch & selecting a platform & Blogging wisdom and a fresh start are both very useful.
This set gives me a feeling of peace.
5 places you may be forgetting to clean in the laundry room; and at the end of the post is the link round-up for other places around the house you might be forgetting to clean. My vice? Microwave. Ugh.
Spotted: Canadian Tuxedo; denim denim denim.
On selling out, or “Someone had to pay for all that Christmas confetti.”
6 tips for beating the blank page; on the fine example of Roald Dahl.
Commonly misused words. Print it, hang it on a wall, memorise it.
“I’m not going to see this again.” It’s the small things, people.
The 19 most annoying things about being vegan.
One of the best ways to get your food budget under control is fairly simple: Don’t waste. I keep trying to reinforce this principle in myself.
Create professional looking photos with (almost) no equipment.
DIY Jeweled Knit Hat. One day I will find loom & hook set here. I will.
What I Wore: Perfect Plaid. I’ve never thought of layering two shirts before, but this is amazing.
A few of Victoria’s best kept secrets.
6 awesome easer eggs hidden in programs you use every day.
What your favourite Disney princess says about you.
15 things you can do to be your best today. Although the gizzards the author tried were probably undercooked. They need their time to taste delicious.
Momo Wang; this is brilliant.
words and the internet.
Have you got any internet-related words that you dislike or can’t seem to take seriously? I sure as hell do, so here are some of them.
Webinar. OK, so I understand that this is the internet. And that the internet is the web. And that sometimes there are seminars conducted over the web, so it’s absolutely logical to call such a thing a webinar. This still doesn’t make this word any better.
Webisode. See above.
To make a blog, to write a blog, wherein ‘blog’ means a singular post. I can’t quite figure out why I dislike this so much, because I see nothing wrong with the expression ‘I blogged about it’. But a sentence like, ‘I wrote a blog about buckwheat once’, makes me think of an epic niche venture discussing all the brilliant varieties of buckwheat and its preparation.
Pinteresting. I’ve only seen it used once or twice. Thank you, God.
And this is not exactly ‘internet words’, just a small rant about… about our general shift of perspective, I guess. Remember those good old days when a phone was just a phone, and a computer was just a computer? Now – and it’s especially apparent in Mac users – it’s an iPhone, or a Mac, or a MacBook pro or whatever it is that they’re all called. You’ve not just dropped your phone, you dropped your BlackBerry, and it’s not a tablet you’re clutching, it’s an iPad.
Admittedly, I do this too. I acquired a Kindle recently, and more often than not I refer to it as a Kindle, and not as an e-reader. Mostly because an e-reader is yet another one of those words that annoy me slightly. I suppose that’s because a reader is a word that’s in most instances used for a person who reads, with exception of school programme texts for a specific level or occasional anthologies.
But I wonder what it says about us as a culture or a society in general. What seems like forever ago, we defined ourselves by being affiliated to a particular political party. Even earlier it was belief or maybe a doctrine, secular or religious. Then it was lifestyle, subculture. And nowadays we’ve reduced ourselves to brands. That’s the only loyalty we acknowledge, because everything else is not politically correct. That’s the only affiliation we admit to, because everything else makes us feel insecure.
This was supposed to be a silly post on some silly made-up words. It’s still a silly post, but writing it made me sad all of a sudden.
I just hope we won’t wage wars in the name of Microsoft and Google.
(Obviously none of the brands mentioned are sponsoring me.)
links 3.13
9 productivity tricks for procrastinators.
Harry Potter WB Studio tour. I didn’t even know you could tour the thing, and now I really, really want to.
What if we responded to sexual assault by limiting men’s freedom like we limit women’s?
This is epic: complete Doctor Who timeline.
10 things you learn during your first semester as a fashion major. I at first thought sharing this link on my underdeveloped style blog, but then realised that advice therein is applicable to most areas of life, not just fashion world.
Men Undergo Simulated Labor Contractions To Experience Pains Of Childbirth For Dutch TV Show. Exactly what it says, with video. I’m now 99.9% cemented in my decision to adopt.
links 2.13
Favorite views and yards of 2012.
Saturday with friends; how warm and beautiful this whole thing is?
Thinking of quitting coffee? Healthy coffee alternatives.
Epiphany cake! The Orthodox tradition doesn’t necessarily call for the cake (the Orthodox tradition really only calls for a version of sweet pastry/ cake during Easter); but if I have time, I want to make it this year. I just need to gather round some trinkets. I’m pretty sure I’ll have enough around the house…
Fun little trick with clementines, after M.F.K. Fisher.
Invite someone new over for dinner at least once a month. This is a great resolution. I’m not quite ready to adopt it as mine, though; maybe next year.
Do we really hate our boyfriends watching sport as much as we’re made out to? I’ve never had a partner into sports, but I’ve a feeling I wouldn’t really give much of a damn if supposed partner preferred watching football for prolonged periods of time. I mean, I prefer scrolling through tumblr. We’d get even pretty quickly.
Best of Disney’s Splash Fountain.
Caffeine-free hot drinks: Five alternatives to coffee and tea.
The happiest animal in the world. How cute is this?!
Beautiful photos of Northern Vietnam.
Abandoned porn. This is not about porn.
Time capsule mansion opened after 100 years.
The Blogess (from whom I lifted two previous links) shares autocorrect wonders. I cried.
And now for some srs: The truth about being a gay 16-year-old at an all boys boarding school.
really aggressive buddhism.
“So, my unsolicited advice to women in the workplace is this. When faced with sexism, or ageism, or lookism, or even really aggressive Buddhism, ask yourself the following question: “Is this person in between me and what I want to do?” If the answer is no, ignore it and move on. Your energy is better used doing your work and outpacing people that way. Then, when you’re in charge, don’t hire the people who were jerky to you.” -Tina Fey, Bossypants
summer house, pt.3.
These are the photos from a different day, when my mother and I came over to settle some remaining matters with gas and electricity debts. This is the last time I’ve seen the house. There are no actual photographs in it here. I concentrated on flowers and neighbouring properties this time around.
Also, cat.
Building castles where there shouldn’t be any.
OK, this photo? I was trying to photograph a bird in flight. Not exactly successful. That oddly shaped blob in top left corner, that’s your bird. In flight.
And in this one I’m photographing a resting bird. That little spot to the left of the roof ornament. There it is. You’ll probably have to zoom in.
On our way back my mum and I picked up a lady and what looked like her granddaughter, quite by mistake too.
Let me relay the tale to you.
There was a bunch of people signaling for rides on an intersection. On that intersection my mum and I decided to stop and think which route we’d like to take. The lady mistook our stop as a reply to her signal. She rushed to the car, opened the door, asking if we’re going to Kish. Mother was dumbstruck, and the logical direct dumb me answered, "… yes". They jumped in by the time we realised what happened.
It was odd.
She gave us a dollar when it was her and her kid companion’s time to get off.
We didn’t take it.
End.
(This post originally appeared on my old blog on 14 October 2011.)
summer house, pt. 2, mostly clouds.
This is my grandfather’s friends’ kitten.
(This post originally appeared on my old blog on 13 October 2011.)
bells, cats, blogs.
I’ve been up since 03:30, to both watch the American football match (rather, to keep him company as he watches) and to fix my sleeping schedule. If I wake up after 11:00, I’m not productive at all, and this is what I’ve been doing for the past few months – waking up after 11. Today I hope to go to bed by 20, and be up by 6. I usually need much less sleep, but right now I’m giving allowances for the perpetually cold flat and my very, very thin blanket.
My cats have been unhappy with me lately. I can see it in their demeanour, which is a very posh way of saying that they shit & piss on the floors liberally these days & drop stuff from shelves and tables to the ground too many times to mention. Even though I am mostly at home, I don’t spend enough time just sitting with them. They miss human interaction, I guess. Back when there were three of us cat ladies, they could choose a human and go sit in their lap for a bit. Now there’s only one of me, and while I try to pay attention to them all, yesterday I’ve realised that I haven’t as much as picked Musya off the ground for about a week.
6th was mum’s 40 day memorial service. 7th, yesterday, was a very unfestive and unproductive Christmas.
It’s the day after Christmas today (also my father’s birthday), and the city is still empty. Yesterday was glorious, but I didn’t go out. Today there are more cars and more people, but not much more. I’m going to go out in a few hours to church and take a walk around the park afterwards. The bells have already called for service, but I’m going to come in afterwards.
I’m doing a bit of background works on ye olden blogs. Nothing major, just things that will, with hope, help me keep things more organised and, as a result, post more frequently. Right now I’m ~90% sure that I will move this log to my underused main domain & 30% sure that I’ll merge it with my financial & household drivel blog.
Blogs blogs blogs.
Either that, or I’ll start a fifth one, because I don’t really like 4 as a number.
the Life and Times of Warrior Woman 