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2008/05/23 update Products I've paid for: AppZapper - Deletes an application and its associated files. TextMate - A rather decent programmers editor. I use it daily for work. iWork '08 - Apples office suite. Word editing, spread sheet, presentation. Parallels Desktop - Virtualization. Hate to say it, but I do have to test my stuff on IE. Pixelmator - Image editor, like Photoshop but a LOT cheaper. OmniGraffle Professional - Diagramming tool Unison - Usenet reader Free software: Adium - Instant messaging, supports about every IM service. Alarm Clock 2 - full-featured alarm clock Burn - A cd/dvd burning application. A must have IMHO. Caffine - Prevents the mac from going to sleep. (I use it a lot when reading or watching youtube) Colloguy - An IRC client. (Note, adium can do IRC too) Cyberduck - FTP and SSH file transfer program Firefox 3HandBrake - Rip movies from DVD and movie re-encoding. Perian - Native QuickTime support for many popular video formats Quicksilver + BezelHud - Application launcher. Similar to Spotlight. Transmission - BitTorrent client. The Unarchiver - Supports many more formats then MacOS's default unarchiver. Games: Boxer - Used for playing DOS games (i.e. games like Space Quest) UniSudoku - Great sudoku game Zoom - Player for Z-Code, TADS and HUGO stories or games. (i.e. games like Zork) Tags: mac, software
Location: Bed
Mood:  mellow
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After living in well, I dunno if I would call it 'country'... but pretty BFN as far as things go... and now living in the middle of a city... I really start to appreciate the differences between the two. In the country, every now and then the person who owned the farm near me would fly his helicopter... for whatever farmers fly helicopters for. In the city, the helicopter is owned by the police, and they are shining a light into my neighborhood because someone phoned in that some kids where disturbing the peace. In the country, I had to walk about an hour to get to the nearest bus stop. In the city, I can hear the bus every 15 minutes from the living room. In the country, my largest worry was the fact that apparently the farmers down the way had issues with mutated farm animals... no thanks to what was apparently was a plutonium trigger factory thats been converted to a wild life preserve. In the city, my largest worry is the fact that kids causing trouble is important enough for the police to start patrolling the area with a helicopter... In the country, the sounds outside my window consisted of wind, and the owl who liked to hoot outside my window during the night. In the city, the sounds outside my window consist of cars, busses, trucks, planes, trains, bikes, and god knows what else. In the country, I could see for miles... over the lake and to the city. In the city, I can see buildings, smog, vehicles, and people. Location: brothers living room
Mood:  hungry
Music: Nine Inch Nails: The Beginning Of The End
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I saw this post on class privilege: http://feministgal.blogspot.com/2008/02/privilege.htmlAnd figured I would post. Anything in bold makes me privileged: If your father went to collegeIf your father finished collegeIf your mother went to collegeIf your mother finished collegeIf you have any relative who is an attorney, physician, or professor If you were the same or higher class than your high school teachersIf you had a computer at homeIf you had your own computer at home (I generally built and paid for my comps though) If you had more than 50 books at homeIf you had more than 500 books at home If were read children's books by a parentIf you ever had lessons of any kind If you had more than two kinds of lessons If the people in the media who dress and talk like me are portrayed positively If you had a credit card with your name on it (Once I started working and living on my own) If you have less than $5000 in student loansIf you have no student loans (but I never actually went to college, is this a privilege? LOL) If you went to a private high school If you went to summer camp If you had a private tutor If you have been to Europe If your family vacations involved staying at hotels If all of your clothing has been new and bought at the mall If your parents bought you a car that was not a hand-me-down from them If there was original art in your house If you had a phone in your room If you lived in a single family house (rented houses and condos) If your parents own their own house or apartment (mom bought a house in the last few years) If you had your own room If you participated in an SAT/ACT prep course If you had your own cell phone in High School If you had your own TV in your room in High SchoolIf you opened a mutual fund or IRA in High School or College If you have ever flown anywhere on a commercial airlineIf you ever went on a cruise with your family If your parents took you to museums and art galleries (Dad took us to the museum a few times) If you were unaware of how much heating bills were for your family Tags: privilege
Location: In bed
Mood: sleepy
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This was my first ever surgery, and I had no idea that when you get surgery they want you to remove all metal before the operation when they plan to be using a cauterizing device. I had taken most of my jewelry out before heading to the hospital, with just the helix and the industrial left in. Just before the surgery they spent a good amount of time trying to convince me that I needed to remove both bits of jewelry from my ears. I really did not want to remove my jewelry. Especially the bar for the industrial as it was so new and honestly... I am not sure if either of the piercings would even still be open by the time the surgery was finished. Thankfully however, I finally managed to convince them to just tape the piercings instead of having them taken out. During the surgery, my surgeon found that not only did my gallbladder have stones as he expected, but I also had stones all through my common bile duct too. He also found that apparently my common bile duct was very scared, and said that I've had this stuff going on now for years now. Because of all this, my surgery ended up taking longer then expected. My doctor had to flush out my common bile duct to try and remove all of the stones. He said that he tried to get everything, but I might have stone fragments left... and because of this I may end up having more episodes while they are being cleared out of my system. I did pretty good both before and after the surgery I think. Wasn't too freaked out going in. When I woke up after the surgery however, I was confused as heck. I had no idea where I was, and when I tried to sit up my body wouldn't let me. I started to freak out as I could not remember that I just had a bunch of holes put through my tummy muscles. After a few moments I had finally managed to get my barring. The nurse came in and I was wheeled into my normal room again. The nurse gave me some pop and gram crackers to eat before giving me a dose of vicodin to help with the pain. Eventually she said we where ready to check out, so Mom helped me to get dressed and someone wheeled me out of the hospital. Today I am friggin sore and I am having a real hard time getting around and such. I am really truly glad that my mom flew out from California and is here taking care of me. I am really not sure I could have possibly gotten though all of this on my own. (edit: Owwwwwwwww i hurt :( ) ( Post-op surgery picture )Tags: surgery
Location: Dining Room
Mood: crappy
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Someone recently asked me why I am into the whole idea of body modifications. Although I had a general idea about what I wanted to say, I did have to think a while about my answer. I wish it was a simple answer, but its quite a bit deeper then I thought it was going to be. The very short answer would be that body modifications are one of the very few things anyone can truly own. Look at an average person of upper middle class named Betty. Statistically she will have a house, a car, kids, a spouse, a job, and the need to provide for both herself and her family... etc. All of which these are things that take away her freedoms. Okay sure, she chose this path in her life right? What about the same person but who isn't involved. Lets say she is renting an apartment and takes the bus to work. That still leaves her with needing a place to live, which I might add... is getting pretty damn expensive these days. She also has to somehow feed herself, which is also getting damn hard to do these without relying on others. I am quite sure that very large numbers of people in the US would likely die if the food economy obliterated. But she has possessions right? A computer, tv, microwave and all that... thats something she has that is hers right? Try going bankrupt and watch as your possessions get sold to recover losses from the companies that you have indentured yourself to. You should also ask yourself just what purpose property has anyways. What meaning do items provide? My lamp isn't any more a part of me me as the moon is. Arguably, the moon is more of a part of me then my lamp considering I might not be alive without tidal dynamics.. but you know what I mean. What about your right to life then, you have that don't you? You really should ask yourself what such a thing means. Shouldn't it mean that you OWN your life and can do what you see fit with it? Try getting caught attempting to murder yourself... you will get your ass locked up in a hospital and prescribed drugs. Shouldn't a person of right mind be able to take their own life? I thought we owned our lives... Isn't that something we have control over? Your life does not belong to you any more then my lamp does. Its there, and society dictates what you can do with it. Go have an abortion and I bet your ass you will find out just how many people think they have more to say about what you are allowed to do with your life then you do. What about kids.. kids are free right? Free natured... but they are owned more then most of us. Stuck in crappy education systems that they are expected to attend. TORTURED by other kids for being different. Never mind the fact that they are essentially property of their parents. I don't like that idea at all, but I can tell you that my dad made a very big point in making sure I knew he OWNED me, and thats in his own words. You are a cog in a system. You are no more free then what society allows you to be. Back to body modifications. So you don't really own your life, hell you do not even have a lot of say in what you can do with your body. But once you are done with a body modification, that modification is yours for life in one way or another. Be it a tattoo, piercings, scarification, breast implants, a new vagina, a larger penis, whatever. I look at myself in the mirror at my piercings, and I find that I am really glad I can truly own something. They are mine and short of bodily injury nobody can take them from me. Even if I end up with a tattoo that looks pretty off at an old age.. its hard to regret having the chance to truly own something. Its yours until the day you die... and its yours because you made the choice to have it. There is a reason humans have been using body modification for as long as they have. Its a timeless act of asserting ownership over ones self in one of the few ways that one really can. Its a very strong tribal feeling for me, and I am not just saying that because of my native american ancestors. I think its part of the very evolution of humanity. Tags: body modification, piercing
Location: Living room
Mood:  contemplative
Music: Within Temptation: Frozen
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