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* bad hours * low pay * long commute * no internet * no real work i was excited for a little while to be working again, but working as a caregiver isn't all it's cracked up to be. my parents, of all people, convinced me to quit. in the spring i'll be returning to school; studying (some combination of) french, asl, esl education, communication and linguistics. this summer i'll either bike to vancouver or raft down the mississippi, depending on what the sprockettes wish to do. i've been flirting with a boy in seattle, but this is very seldom (at all the big west coast bike weekends). for minibikewinter i'm contemplating attempting to piece a my pet monster blue furry bikini thing. attempting to pull myself from a pit of self pity. dancing at the oregon state pro-choice lobby day. dreaming of bicycles, cabins and chariots. ...and i admit that i haven't even been lurking, so tell me |
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"english" i am having gi cramps, no party for me i thinks |
jargon interpreter? |
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senor needs a mumble interpreter too. |
original "Reasons to be Cheerful" thread 8 years ago. I manage to drop by every few years. How Stalwart some of you are! Oddly enough I see Lapis talking about deaf people and asl. I ended up hooking up with my honey almost 8 years ago, and he is profoundly deaf and has been since birth. I can tell you the best way to learn ASL. Immerse yourself. Hook up with a really sexy deaf guy like I did and live with him. I'm good enough that most new deaf people I meet think I am deaf. Len got a cochlear implant right about on his 40th birthday and within weeks heard sound for the first time in his life. That was 5 years ago. He has actually developed taste in music, which unfortunately leans toward gay techno dance mixes. He pumps up the bass so he can feel it too. I met him after a softball game. He had on a uniform and everything, Our first conversation was on a pad of paper which is now in my nightstand. I never saw any one else after that day. I knew that this was THE ONE. I just didn't know how to communicate with him. I bought books at first, then took a beginners class at Ohlone College. After a year or so, Len and I moved in together and my ASL learning went fast. I was evaluated at Vista college and placed into a level 3 class. Not bad after about 2 years with Len and his friends. I achieved level 4 but did not want to go into being an interpreter. It is not something I really enjoy doing. I find it hard to talk and sign back and forth. You will discover that it is easier to speak, or to sign, but try both and both suffer. I can tell you that interpreters in california are very well paid, and are in high demand for the technical community. Len is a software engineer, and his company spends thousands on interpreters. Len is a brilliant guy, and they are lucky to have him. You should see the video phones we have. His company hooked up video telephony stuff that is insane. I like it so much I got my parents a box and talk with them from our respective sofas. Its very jetsons. Wow, it is always a trip that I see so many familiar names here after all this time. Greetings my friends! XOXOX |
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Shhhhhh.... Tell no one. :) |
I just woke up from a nap in which I dreamed that your wife had a baby, and the baby's name was Grace. Creepy. |
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best wishes to you and yours. keep pumping up the bass. |
There's no official due date yet. August is the guess. I know it's early to tell folks about it, but we already told our families and I figured it was OK to tell ya'll. I like the name Grace. :) We've already decided that he/she will have two middle names. (Both grandmothers or both grandfathers) |
holy moly! that's a lot to digest. congratulations on library school, spider. put in my notice this morning. they're not going to fire me. they can't. who'd actually work graveyard now? i feel freer. |
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Tell us when her first sentence is "Eat Hot Fuck". |
I know four sisters named Faith,Charity,Hope and Grace. |
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but tiggy will name his child after gracie allen. say goodnight, dr. pepper. |
I'm in Williamsburg, VA, for an archaeology conference. This is a weird town and sort of creepy at night, walking back to the hotel. Because it's not the tourist season, there's hardly anyone out, and it's dark and like being in a crappy M. Night Shyamalanadingdong movie. |
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whatever the name, i hope tiggy remains mindful of the wonderful emotional and learning experiences that a child can acquire via pet ownership. and you know what makes a fine pet? that's right! a CHUPACABRA! |
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And as for pet ownership, holy shit, there will be animals about. You can count on that. |
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i have a story about a cousin of mine whose daughter killed their puppy buy stuffing it into a cookie jar, but i'll spare you. (¡tengo la música!) |
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in a army base in ol' virginny |
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anyone know whatever happened to ol' whatshisface? that young kid that used to post here. i think he had guardians instead of parents that posted here too? |
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My favorite charade was always Cat. |
I'm also a fan of droopy's cletus character. |
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Or maybe you're all mine. The image that sticks in my mind concerning Oswald wasn't of him, but of a description of items he left in the back of a car. |
i later realized this service i'd signed on to was supposed to be a sex chat service (it was being advertised as such in some papers), so i guess the anonymity had some merit. i'd still have signed on the same way had i known. what passes for personality online doesn't always translete in other settings, so maybe these things are all alter ego expressions. |
The interesting thing about my experience is that, over the years, my online persona and real one have merged. I've become much more like my online self in real life than when I started posting here. Basically I've been freed to speak my mind and be myself because I was able to do it here. |
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i think am glad to hear that you are more like online self, tiggy. |
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I'm not pissed at you. Fucker. |
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pop yer head out of your ass for once. |
I don't know if I'm more outgoing in real life or online. It depends on the real life or the online. I don't think I would have asked the question above if we were speaking in person, though. |
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i'm signed up. registering for classes next tuesday, but my old transcripts are in the mail and i've already met with an advisor about what classes to take this term. i tested out of taking reading classes at all, and any math i have to take will depend on my major. the test administrator called me a brainiac and then i ran into an old karaoke buddy i hadn't seen in four years. possibly french 103 and writing 121. definately anthropology 102 (intro to archaeology), possibly asl 101 (if i can convince them that i'm serous enough), a dance class (either ballet or jazz) and psychology 215 (human development). the college i'm taking classes at offers something like four different courses on the anthropology and sociology of aging, dying and post-death ritual; something to look into during a later term. -- got a call this morning about doing itty bitty early morning shifts for ups near the airport... a good excuse, if nothing else, to ride a ten-mile round trip long before most of my peers are awake. sprockettes is gearing up to a crazy summer. we'll be up your way, agatha, sometime in may doing a benefit for a group of doulas who work in the washington prison system. there's a blurb coming out in the next issue of bust and a short article published in today's oregonian (here). tonight my housemate and i are being interviewed for a documentary about portland's bicycle community. i'm going to continue doing the library work as long as i am able. i love it. one thing about organizing a library, you are forced to look at all the books, not just those in your normal topics of interest. i've checked out "open sources" (full of articles about the open source revolution), a book on wildcrafting edible plants, "no logo" by naomi klein and more. it's fantastic and exciting and i've missed the flurry of activity and energy that acadamia can create. it's amazing. i don't need to have a map or a definite idea of what will happen next, but i'm on a path and i'm examining the trees and the small plants, smelling the air and listening for the cries of birds and other animals. what's happening out there? where am i going? i feel so healthy and for the first time in what seems like forever something seems right. and it's more than the ten-or-so minutes i have now and then to show off. |
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sweet. what do you want to get your masters in? |
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http://www.librarything.com/catalog/agathafrye I'm glad you're having such a good time in life. Keep the updates coming. |
Pros: 100% tuition reimbursement for up to 6 hours per semester, including books & labs More marketability career-wise, esp. here on campus where you can't do dick without an advanced degree Owning the knowledge and the sense of personal accomplishment that comes with that. Setting a good example for my son. Cons: Time. Between work and family demands, I have zero spare time. I'd have to give up something (running? my son's ball games? my mother's final months of semi-lucidity? possibly some or all of the above?) I can barely get everything done now and I have a super husband who pulls his fair share and then some. Purpose. I'd really like to retire in 5-10 years, depending on my son's college situation. So why spend the next 2 or 3 years getting a degree that I may only use for a few years? Although, w/ a masters, I could freelance or teach part time during retirement. Discipline. It's not one of my strong suits. And I'm terrified of taking the GRE, particularly the math. I wouldn't even be contemplating this if I hadn't started working at a university. Until I can puzzle it all out, I'm going to start off taking some continuing ed courses that will count toward my masters. |
i figure i might as well renew my previous knowledge, after i'm fairly competent again i may begin a new language. portland does have a large spanish-speaking population, as well as russian and vietnamese. there's a community of quebecois in gresham, and with the immegration resources available here there are a flurry of native speakers in a variety of languages. library thing is neat. just looked all over the place and began an account for myself. |
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it seems that they came to oregon on vacations, bought second homes and proceeded to use them as first homes. |
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