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I woke up to a fire alarm going off out of a relatively sound sleep, took my phone and keys but left behind my cat and purse to check it out. Met one of my neighbors, saw three trucks of mostly cute firemen, and woke up enough to realize I'd left my cat and purse in a potentially burning building. No fire. The maintenance guy thought he saw smoke in the electrical room and decided to do the right thing. Two good items: prompt response from the Philly fire departments and a fire alarm will indeed wake me up. Oh and neighbor is cute...but taken. In other news, had a fun night talking fandom and life with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) sadbhyl and scarlettgirl last night over amazing stirfry. Poor Scarlett and I learned once again that her taking me home has bad results. I.e., driving through the worst storm I've ever been in. You couldn't see the road it was raining that hard. But she got me safely to my place and back to hers. In the future, she will not be driving me home as inadvertantly we encounter usually mild storms or baaaaaaad traffic. In other other news, I dreamed I was in pursuit of older Shatner Kirk, possibly in conflic with the mother of his son from Wrath of Khan. Additionally, I was trying to cross Enterprise with Thundercats and helping my mom take the recycling out to this place in the woods where we ran into Betty White getting out of a semi. Mom was carrying a young child. Then the fire alarm woke me up. Fun, fun, fun. Tags: condo, dreams, life
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Had the day off today. Kind of nice and have been correspondingly lazy for the most part. Slept in until the indulgent time 8:30, woo. Of course I was up several times prior to that thanks to Ms. Skye wanting food/attention/clean litter box. Took a brief forray into the city to pick up my happy pills from CVS. Gorgeous day with low humidity and a good amount of sun. Which doesn't mean I wasn't dying by the time I walked there and back, but such is life. Maybe if I walked slower. I got a lovely scare when I got back home and wasn't greeted by Skye, nor could I find her anywhere. She tries to slip out when I open the front door, but I"ve managed to stop her so far. Now my one-bedroom isn't that big and hiding spots aren't that plentiful. I walked my floor just in case, came back, did another looksee and was about to go down and ask the front desk if a cat had been seen roaming about when the little furball comes out from behind (I think) the washer/dryer unit. WTF. In other news, got my new desktop two days ago, and in spite of Vista I'm mostly loving it. The mostly comes from the fact that Movie Maker is an even bigger bitch to work with. Finally got the codecs to read/show up, but I keep getting errors when I try to create clips from the avi files it no longer breaks up. Grr. So, unless I look into other software, my vidding days may be over. Bastards. In other other news, developed this rash-like thing on my forearm about two weeks ago. Finally called my doc for advice (imagine) after perusing online and got a light steriod cream. Which is working wonders. Who knew? Though since I've been using the cream I seem to be having more cracktastic dream than normal. And very vivid ones at that. Is vivid, crazy dreaming a side-effect? Inquiring minds want to know. Happy Fourth to all who celebrate. Tags: holidays, life
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I know what I dreamed last night is nothing more than wish=fulfillment, but there are worse things right? ( The Series 4.5 Finale as It Should Be--parts of it, at least. )RTD will likely fuck up everyone and everything to some extent as he does at the end of all his finales, save "Parting of the Ways", but a girl can dream, right? In other news, not only is Leonard Nimoy a fantastic kisser, but a hell of a lover as well. Don't ask...I have a weird brain. I think I dreamed about being back in high school as well with a locker combination of 6-16-36, or some combination there of. Though it was a bit college-y as well. I was worried about failing Spainish III for the third time, probably because I never went to class. At least my subconscious finally got the language right. Eleven years on and I'm still beating myself up for blowing off the second semester of independent study and earning a D, as well as not taking the teacher's offer to attempt to make it up. I'm dumb and prideful. Yeah, I was lucky to get that D and deserved it, but I really should have tried to make it up regardless of how deserving I felt about my near-failure. Dumbass. Tags: dreams, tv: doctor who
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Rainy, dreary, and blah. So what have I done with my weekend? Converted my author website to WordPress. After two hours of fuss and fiddling I discovered that my host offered WordPress as an EasyApp, so all of my fiddling with installation and code crap was for naught. Once I hit on a design, things went pretty fast as I'd toyed with free WordPress.com earlier this week. The only real issue was redirecting everything so it comes up as www.emerysanborne.com. Again, wasted a lot of time fussing and fiddling until I found out how simple the fix was. But I have a new website that's dead easy to update, so I'll actually do author blog posts and stuff. Imagine that. Just have to make a new banner-- sadbhyl did a great mock up for me, but I pretty much have to wait until I get the new desktop to go all artsy myself. Check it out if you feel so inclined. However, if you find any errors or mistakes, please refrain until tomorrow or the next day to tell me. I think my brain might implode otherwise. Tags: life, tech, writing
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Take Me Back 
