Your result for Which musical mode are you?...
You are Aeolian Mode

Aeolian Mode. Or just plain old Minor. All the "white keys" starting on A, and you've got a minor scale.
You have a dark sense of humor. You like to keep to yourself, finding social interaction rather difficult and draining, perhaps even boring. Sometimes you feel like life is a real drag, and question why you even bother. How depressing, dude. In truth, the thing that keeps you going is the vague notion and hope in a little thing called Love. You are a hopeless romantic. You often stare out the window and daydream, most likely about that special someone that you wish you were good enough for. Yes, love really does make the world go round, and it's not all rainbows and sunny meadows. That's not real love. Love is a brutal, gut-wrenching affair. You probably have some sort of creative talent, which is good. If you didn't have an outlet for all your emotions you'd probably lose your mind.
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You are Spock
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You are skilled in knowledge and logic. You believe that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few. ![]() |
Click here to take the "Which Star Trek character are you?" quiz...
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amused
Anyway, some of you have gotten links via email (very few of you, actually,) and some of you may have seen that I posted one on facebook, since it was kid-related, and most of my child-having friends are one facebook and not necessarily here. One got posted to Twitter, but I don't want to inundate those people kind enough to follow me on twitter with a billionty-leven links. So, here are a
Eurovision Map Mashup because we all know I have an unhealthy obsessions with Eurovision. Which reminds me, you should read this. Why will become immediately obvious.
Stringed Instrument Tuner
And learn how to play, too, because Mr. The Jeef is a scary guitar teacher... ?
For the Morbid at heart. Note: if it's not immediately obvious to you, like it wasn't to me, there's a "change" link up at the top to change the date you've selected. Maybe I'm just oblivious.
For the students among us, and teachers exasperated by them: class tracking. It looks very interesting, but I haven't used it, so other similar apps may be more useful and/or robust
Also: Online flashcards. Again, not sure how useful it truly is,but it looks nifty, right? Also has an iPhone app, meaning you can create online, and study wherever.
Email Signature Cause Awareness I have to admit, I'm not sure how I feel about this. I don't use it yet, because: On the one hand, cause awareness and fun facts! On the other, advertising in my emails -- I need to look through this more and find more about how the advertising works, and how advertisters are chosen. It looks good, but I am skeptical.
Domain Stats Not terribly useful to me, but it has kind of a nifty vaguely steampunk vibe to it, so I couldn't resist adding it
An Online Receipt Organizer Looks like an interesting tool for those who shop online, especially for things that involve, you know, manuals.
Sort of like WebMD for pets
An interesting timer for web browsing Limits your time on a specific website to however long you select. Obviously, you have to go through it to get the benefit, but perhaps a useful item for when it's easy to get lost in a site, or when you're killing time before having to do something clock-specific
Nifty Tool for travelers for those people, like me, who always forget to call and say we got where we were going all in one piece. And for our mothers. Really, it's for our mothers.
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Busy avoiding real work
B. This week marks the start of 'summer flex time.' For the first year, I am flexing! Yeah, not nearly so racy and/or hardbody as it sounds. I'm working four 10-hour days, Tuesday through Friday, so I can have Mondays off. I am not convinced there is enough coffee in Ann Arbor for this.
iii. My cousin Katie graduated this past Saturday, from Concordia college. While the commencement speaker was nothing to write home about, the Student response speaker managed to work in the phrase "elephant gestation." Also, mercifully the shortest commencement I've ever attended, at 1.5 hours.
Delta. My semi-sleep deprived state apparently makes my typing skills TOTALLY hit-or-miss. I just mis-typed 'to' as 'wot.' Therefore, I claim zero responsibility for typos. My brain-to-finger interface is, apparently, still asleep. And yes, I do know that, technically, Delta would be third.
V. Thanks to an unnamed benefact...-rix? -ress?, I am at Dreamwidth. I will be haphazardly cross-posting for the time being. It looks a lot like LJ, except my color theme is currently "Tigers" blue and orange. Must muddle through changing that. ETA: Now Black and white. I can live with that.
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tired
Today, however, was an instance of WTF-ery. There's a link and blurb to a site/service called "Social Status Generator" which the email describes thusly:
With the advent of different kinds of social networks, a simple thing such as a status message has gained its own importance. Let's admit it - we love impressing our social network friends with cool and catchy status messages, don't we? Social Status Generator is a cool website which helps you do just that.
It helps you generate nice status messages immediately using various keywords from the tag cloud it provides. Just click the tag you love and get the corresponding status message which you can use in your facebook, myspace or twitter profile.
In essence, "Use This Service To Make Yourself Look Far Wittier and Interesting Than You Actually Are."
Umm.... What? It has always been my policy that if I can't find something suitably interesting, entertaining, snarky, or socially-terroristic (my word! I made it!) to say, that I JUST DON'T UPDATE. Do people really feel the need to push themselves constantly into the spotlight, in order to somehow validate themselves as worthy of being 'followed'?
Actually, that's a stupid question. Of course there are. Forgive me for asking.
On the other hand, I'm bookmarking the Universal Packing List Generator, because this is pretty much what I've been looking for my whole life. Says the person who once forgot to take a bathing suit on a SCUBA DIVING TRIP.
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amused
Also, I just got an iPod Touch. [Aside: this was in lieu of buying a netbook style laptop, and is mostly so I can do email, play games, and have easy access to useful info like shopping lists.] I am very much liking it, and Mr. The Jeef, being the wonderful husband that he often is, immediately installed iTunes on his laptop, and began loading music. At which point, this conversation repeated itself in various slightly different, but remarkably similar iterations:
Mr. The Jeef: Would you like some (insert probably famous artist here)?
Me: Sure!
MTJ: What would you like?
Me: ... ?
MTJ: ::sigh:: Why don't I just give you a random sampling?
Me: Okay! Oh, and give me that song!
MTJ: Why? Do you know it?
Me: No, but the title is really cool!
MTJ: ::Despair!::
Me, to co-worker: I think I'm listening to a love song to a blow-up doll.
Co-worker: ... !
Me: Cool!
In news that is not really other, but still different, the Apple Genius playlist utility? Still no more comprehensible to me than Pandora, but equally useful. Except that it's wierdness is restricted to stuff you already have, so there's less "WTF? Cold Play? Why? Die you miserable bastard!"
Oh, and cariad? "The Weeping Song" by Nick Cave is my new favorite song of ever.
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Caffeinated
Okay, so I'm not a tagging type person. So, if you've been feeling as if you should blog more often but are stuck for things to say, consider yourself tagged. Otherwise, feel free to be an otherwise silent voyeur on my eccentricities. I'll be crossposting this on Facebook, LJ, and my new account at InsaneJournal, thygatromedea.insanejournal.com which is for when LJ goes all pear shaped. I may even try to back up some of my more memorable entries there, if I can be bothered to figure it out.
I doubt that all 16 of these will come as any kind of surprise to anyone who knows me in the meatworld, but my guess is that at least one of them will. Unless you're my husband, in which case I have ( no secrets, no shame, and very few surprises )
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devious
Afterwards, being impatient at standing in a herd of people, we broke off and went looking for food. Being that the opera house had just let out and there was a football game going on, the only places open that didn't require reservations were either overly pricy, or had sticky floors. So we tramped across the Liberty Park/Woodward circle in the evil, biting wind, and had a truly classy dinner of... Subway. Which was pretty good actually.
This past weekend was ( busy-ish )
Also, mom found peppermint flavored peeps stars. Warrning: do not actually eat these things straight out of the package. They taste like little fluffy pillows of toothpaste. As in Tom's-of-Maine-super-minty. HOWEVER. Further research has shown that it is a fantastic idea to put one in your hot chocolate.
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floaty
I suppose it's more than a little strange that I almost never go online at home. Only at work. So I've not read any of my usual things since, oh, December 19th-ish. Which is how long I've been away from work. I took our anniversary off, as well as the 23rd and 24th, because I could. Together with the usual UM Christmas to New Year's shut down, it all makes for a pretty decent vacation.
Not that I did anything, really. I vegged. A lot. I worked out, some, and played a lot of Wii, and watched entirely too may shows with the letters C, I, and S in the title. Oh, and a fair bit of HGTV. But mostly, I did a lot of nothing useful, and slept.
Christmas was nice affair at mom's, complete with German pancakes, Christmas dinner, and unexpected stockings. The intervening days were, as mentioned, quiet and lazy. New Year's was nice, if not terribly special -- we (Matthew, Jeff, Dad, and I) had dinner at California Pizza Kitchen, and watched Jeff play Twilight Princess, though Dad went to bed for this. We switched over to network TV just before midnight to watch the ball drop, wonder at Dick Clark's aging enthusiasm and Carson Daly's complete lack thereof, and toast the new year with a bottle of our Wedding Mead.
Dew Year's Day we went to The Gloff Holiday Party, which is my favorite place to be on New Year's Day. Though the fact that for the first night of the year I had pretty wretched insomnia is probably a bad omen. Ah well.
I actually made real resolutions this year, too! I knew you'd be thrilled.
1. To be more pro-active in my job/career
2. To be more interested in my own life.
3. To be more communicative with my friends and family.
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contemplative
Your result for What Planet are You From? Test...
You are from Neptune!

Why, no wonder you are a bit unusual! You are from Neptune!
Neptune is 17 times larger than earth. It’s rather odd that it was found by mathematical computations and not direct observations on September 23, 1846. But I’m sure that aliens from this planet were here long before that time.
Neptune is named after the Roman god of the sea. He’s a rather powerful dude, honestly. And another odd fact about his is that he was also considered to be a Roman god of the horses. So, I guess the guy was very versatile in a god-like way.
But what does this mean about you?
Well, Neptunians (which is what I call people from your planet) are perhaps the most intuitive and psychic aliens that have come to earth. They are very in tune with their spiritual side. Who knows, perhaps you even led the hippie movement in the 70’s where you spread the love and harmony word around. You know, the Go with the Flow motto of life? Yeah, anyway. I’m sure you feel very human.
People probably think that you don’t use common sense in the way you do things, that you just kind of feel your way through life and love. You can be a bit confusing at times, but that mystery is what keeps you interesting.
So, welcome to Earth, Neptunian. Hope you enjoy your time here!
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drained
Obscure African tribes, or sub-tribes really, make my working life difficult.
Thanksgiving was nice, Black Friday was nice, though my quest not to buy anything was foiled by my Coca-Cola requirement.
Saturday,
Work is generally miasmic, and just in case we thought I could stop whingeing about medical things, I have an lymph node being ultrasound-ed on the 11th, and the doctor ordered a re-titration of my CPAP. On the up side, she also gave me Cytomel (a T3 supplement, which she gave me instead of changing me over to Armour Thyroid like I asked.) On the down side, it only comes in brand name, and my insurance doesn't like it, so this first scrip was $24, and the next one will be $28 and change (the actual cost,) since in January my co-pays go up to $30 for non-preferred brand.
I think the motto for this entire year will end up being "I can't brain today, I have the dumb."
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discontent
"In its way, fair use is the 'Robin Hood provision' of copyright. Within limits, it permits the artist--not infrequently envisioned anyway as a sort of rogue--to poach on the content-rich so long as excessive harm isn't done and so long as something with a value beyond that of the original is thereby made available to everybody else. Even now, as the lush and enchanted forest of cyberspace springs up all about us, room--some place for play, some proper clearing in the woods--still needs to be left for Robin Hood." (Weil Making Museums Matter p251)
Sent to me from Ms. Kim.
When you are sleep deprived, you get whimpery.
Also, the grocery fairy has never yet visited your abode.
Sensibly yours,
me.
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Dear Audience,
Am alive. Am reasonably well. May report more interesting things in future. Perhaps include pronouns, articles!
Yours in Hermitudinousness,
me.
- Location:Tappan Icebox of DOOM
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cold



