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| Saturday, July 26th, 2008 | | 7:22 pm |
Okay, too much fun to resist ... and S is easy, like me!
WHAT IS YOUR NAME? Sarah 4 LETTER WORD: Slut BOY NAME: Steve GIRL NAME: Susan OCCUPATION: Surgeon A COLOUR: Silver SOMETHING YOU WEAR: Shirt BEVERAGE: Shiraz FOOD: Salmon SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM: Soap PLACE: Syracuse REASON FOR BEING LATE: Sleeping SOMETHING YOU SHOUT: Shit! Current Mood:  amused | | Friday, May 23rd, 2008 | | 8:57 pm |
Breakfast in Fiji
It's Saturday here in Suva, my first day off since we've arrived. Saturday is also market day, so I wandered down to the market - imagine the St. Lawrence north market, but where the local produce is papaya and pinapple, cassava and the squash they call pumpkin. The outside part that surrounds the market is all freshly caught fish, shrimp, and other shellfish. Astonishing - and BUSY! Saturday brunch (and probably dinner too) consists of ladyfinger bananas, honey tangerines, pineapple, papaya, and a porridge called rakei(sp?) which seems to be cassava mash with coconut milk steamed in a banana leaf - has a smoky taste to it too. It's so rich I have to wash it down with tea. Some of the guys from the office are going to take us around the town today, and we're off to a nearby beach tomorrow. I still have to find time to work in there somewhere, but at least I can do it from one of the poolside tables overlooking the harbour. I'm looking forward to catching one of their sunsets, too - we're so close to the equator that the sun has just finished setting by the time we leave work at 6pm. Wow, this rakei is rich. I might have to take a little post-brunch nap! | | Monday, May 19th, 2008 | | 11:53 am |
Bula from Fiji
I think it's time for my annual post! Besides, I have something fun to blog about, and a little more time than usual to do it in : I'm in Fiji. For two weeks. For work. The firm I work for has an office here in Suva, the capital of Fiji, that's dedicated to AutoCAD work. I'm down here to work with our Toronto team to help improve communication between our offices and hopefully the overall quality of their work. I'm down here with Graham Hyde, our CAD manager, who is down here at the same time working on the technical end of things. After a long flight to Fiji and an even longer stopover in LA beforehand - at least I got to see Santa Monica - we arrived on their Monday morning, got settled, and spent the afternoon in the office. It's 3:30am Tuesday as I write this. I'm not awake because of jet lag - I'm awake because of one of the many amazing things about Fiji : the rain. I suppose it's not unusual rain for a tropical location, but WOW. I already knew to expect the frequent afternoon showers - a light, pleasant warm rain. Right now it's RAINING. Picture a heavy thunderstorm downpour - you know, the kind where one can barely breathe. It's doing that here right now, but apparently without the thunder - it's just an enormous rain cloud (or perhaps a bucket?) pouring out of the sky. Between the lush vegetation and the steel roofs, the roar is deafening. I suppose rain like this isn't entirely surprising given that the relative humidity here appears to be in the high 90s all the time. It's steamy! Fortunately, this is the start of their winter season, so the weather is quite temperate : I'm generally too hot in the tropics, but here I'm just perfect. I have no idea what the actual temperatures were today - only that it felt just about right. This is not to say that I wasn't very pleased to hang out in the air conditioned office for a couple of hours to *dry out*. Current Mood: damp | | Tuesday, January 1st, 2008 | | 4:22 pm |
Mom on CBC!
Happy 2008, everyone! You've probably heard that my mom received a double lung transplant on Thanksgiving last year. She's continuing to do really well, working hard now on regaining her strength and independence as they work to balance the anti-rejection medications she'll be taking for the rest of her life. Just before Christmas, the CBC interviewed her for a spot they did on the lung transplant program at TGH. It's posted on CBC.ca at : http://www.cbc.ca/mrl3/8752/news/features/lopez-lungtrans-071227.wmvGo Mom! Current Mood: proud! | | Friday, August 24th, 2007 | | 4:49 pm |
Quote of the day
On laying low : Says ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) subversivebliss : I've just been underground for a while. Says I : Careful not to stay there too long, you might turn into compost! Says blackorchid1 : Yeah, you wouldn't want people planting things in you, would you Says subversivebliss : Actually, yes I would! *giggle* I love my life! Hugs to all on the occasion of my annual post. :) | | Monday, October 23rd, 2006 | | 10:26 pm |
Okay, alright, I'm posting, I'm posting!
Since I've been taking a lot of flak lately, it must be time for my annual post. A somewhat thought-provoking one, this time: I heard a very good interview on the CBC the other day with Wole Soyinka, a Nobel-prizewinning Nigerian author, playwright, and exiled political dissident. If you're interested, the whole interview is on their website, but the bit that caught my ear (starting around 16 minutes in) was his definition of the difference between "authority" and "power". Mr. Soyinka illustrated, using the example of Nelson Mandela's role in post-Apartheid South Africa, the difference between authority ("conferred by others") and power ("seized from others") and noted that : "Authority is a mutual bond between the ruler and the ruled." This concept has put a new spin on my mental construct of D/s relationships : that "authority" may be granted without requiring a transfer of power from one person to another, and that it binds together those that are party to it. Authority comes into being by mutual understanding and agreement, even by surrendering control, but not necessarily by diminishing or surrendering one's own power : here is a truly egalitarian and consensual basis for any exchange of power. This totally spins my D/s beanie propeller. Mr. Soyinka further opined that the concession of authority makes it unnecessary for the rulers to brutalize / abuse their position. While I don't agree with this statement per se, I believe it offers some insight into the practice of arbitrarily exercise of power in a D/s dynamic simply to prove/verify its existence. | | Friday, October 7th, 2005 | | 6:08 pm |
Yes, I know, I never post
But some things are worth mentioning. Even memes: If you'd like to donate blood, and know you are free of blood-borne diseases, but you can't because of who you've had sex with, post this in your journal. | | Saturday, February 7th, 2004 | | 9:55 am |
I'm not inactive!
I'm not! A little lethargic maybe, but not INactive. Mostly just too busy to post. I am, however, typing this with a donkey on my head. I looove donkey!*waves to all* | | Tuesday, December 16th, 2003 | | 1:34 am |
Smoked Pies
Just a quick post to bring everyone up to speed since I know posts have been flying around on the topic. There was a fire in my apartment last night. It started in the living room while blackorchid1 and I were dozing together in the bedroom. The heat was probably what woke me, but worse was the thick black smoke that filled the room. We were driven back from the main door of the apartment by the searing heat (we couldn't tell what side of the door the heat was coming from), so we rushed back to the bedroom windows for air, opened the windows, knocked out the screens, and escaped onto the front balcony (only a 4' drop from the windows). I reached back in to grab us a couple of my jackets that were piled on the wing chair near the window, so we wouldn't get too cold waiting barefoot in the snow on the balcony for the fire department to arrive. They were on the scene within a minute or two. It was amazing. They had us down a ladder within moments, and piled into a police cruiser with blankets to keep us warm. They took us both to Hamilton General to be treated for smoke inhalation. Other than coughing up some nasty black soot, and feeling weak and nauseated, I'm fine. My blood tests came back indicating that I didn't suffer from carbon monoxide poisoning, either. Between her asthma and spending a little more time higher up in the smoke cloud than I, Blackorchid1's lungs are less happy. Her asthma has been aggravated by the smoke, and there's a chance she might also have singed her lungs a little. They're keeping her overnight tonight for observation, but are supposed to discharge her tomorrow if all is well. She has a little message for all of you : "I'm going to be okay." I'd like to add to that that she seems in better spirits this evening, breathing better and visiting with a few kind friends that have been dropping in and bringing wonderful gifts of toiletries and stuffies for her to cuddle. We got out of the apartment with absolutely nothing, although they brought us Blackorchid1's purse at the hospital later. I went back today and picked up our glasses, my cell phone and wallet, keys, etc. We've also got a pair of shoes each. Blackorchid1's Clie works in spite of being melted and singed, but her cell phone is a write-off. FYI, my cell phone was really low on juice, so I've got it in the car to recharge overnight. We've definitely lost some stuff, but not everything, in the living room. Everything else is just covered in soot, although there are some odd items elsewhere that did get singed or melted. My TV, VCR, couch, and all my computer peripherals are gone, but the puter tower itself may have escaped irreparable damage. Every piece of clothing in the place will have to be cleaned before it can be worn again. Fortunately, Blackorchid1 still has some clothes up in Toronto. I had a few things in my trunk, and shoshin_ont picked me up a temporary wardrobe from Value Village. She even went out later and bought me underwear. What a saint! Meanwhile, her partner cambian helped me gather things at my apartment, and drove back with me to their apartment in Burlington. I'm staying there tonight. They've also offered to let Dana and I stay as long as we need to. They both rock. Anyway, I'll try to update more as I can -- and I'm sure you'll be hearing from Blackorchid1 herself in the next day or two. | | Monday, November 10th, 2003 | | 7:37 pm |
| | Friday, October 24th, 2003 | | 10:28 pm |
Awwh.
Two posts in a row? What's gotten in to me?!  cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be close to your special someone and feel warm, comfortable, and needed What Sign of Affection Are You? brought to you by Quizilla | | Thursday, October 23rd, 2003 | | 8:29 pm |
No pie. Sigh.
But root two! ROOTWO!! | What Irrational Number Are You? |
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See? Evil!
| quesarah | | Magic Number | 21 | | Job | Sporting Great | | Personality | The Glass Is Half-Full! | | Temperament | Angry - At Everthing | | Sexual | Just Say No | | Likely To Win | The Respect Of My Colleagues | | Me - In A Word | Evil | | Colour | | | Brought to you by MemeJack |
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| | Monday, March 24th, 2003 | | 7:42 pm |
Alphabet soup quiz
A - Act your age? I'd say "only at work" except that everyone always figures I'm older than I really am. B - Born on what day of the week? Friday. C - Chore you hate? Dishes! Definitely. D - Dad's name? Mark. E - Essential makeup item? Hair gel - or sparkles, if anything. F - Favorite actor? Idaknow, maybe Christopher Plummer? G - Gold or silver? Gold. H - Hometown? Toronto. I - Instruments you play? Other people }:) J - Job title? Development Metallurgist - Hot Strip Mill K - Kids? Aren't they little goats? L - Living arrangements? My stuff lives in Hamilton. I spend more time in my car. M - Mom's name? Dianne. N - Number of people you've slept with? I lost count when I ran out of digits. O - Overnight hospital stays? Not since I was little. P - Phobia? Heights, tornadoes. Q - Quote you like? When come back bring pie. R - Religious affiliation? Wiccan. S - Siblings? Younger brother, even younger sister. T - Time you wake up? Usually five minutes after I'm supposed to be out of the house. U - Unique habit? I'll have to say bouncing/quivering my legs, since blackorchid1 stole my "busy hands" one, and since I just realized I'm doing it right now (both legs even!). V - Vegetable you refuse to eat? Lima beans. Blech. W- Worst habit? Not paying my bills on time. X - X-rays you've had? Many. Of pretty much everywhere but my head. Y - Yummy food you make? Anything - just give me a recipe and a couple of tries. I'm better at cooking than baking. Z - Zodiac Sign? Cusp of Scorpio and Sagittarius. Take your pick. | | Tuesday, March 18th, 2003 | | 6:43 pm |
| | Sunday, February 2nd, 2003 | | 1:42 am |
Hehe. I wonder if having bought an incredibly hot new outfit at Northbound Leather (my first!) makes silly quizzes seems more fun than they are. I hope blackorchid1 shows up soon, she should be here by now, and I'm starting to worry. Anyway, on with the quiz silliness: I'm an apparently intelligent, liberal, tight as fuck, pathetically simple-minded, dribbling child!See how compatible you are with me!Brought to you by Rum and Monkey...which makes me 85% compatible with the_moogie and 90% compatible with abigor. We all rock, apparently. Yay! I just heard her car's horn. She's home! | | Sunday, December 22nd, 2002 | | 10:17 pm |
Thanks!
I had my car broken into over the weekend. I got off lucky -- it was totally ransacked, but whomever rifled through it decided that nothing of mine was really worth having. Not the CDs, not the (paper) daytimer, not all the junk in the back seat, not all the Canadian Tire and Pioneer $. They just jemmied the door, so other than some beat-up moulding on the side of the car and dings in the door seals, there wasn't even any damage to the car. So after I got done thinking about how thankful I was to have got off basically scot-free, I started thinking about how much of my life I have to be thankful for. Hell. I'm spoiled. I have a beautiful, incredible woman that loves me. More even than I deserve. And she's patient and understanding and supportive and caring and giving and pie. (Don't get the last reference? Go here.) My family is the best. They love me unconditionally; even when I'm never home and never call, they're still thinking of me and looking out for me. I'm blessed with so many amazing friends. So many, so selfless, so patient with me. I wish I could hug them all right now -- more than that, I wish they could all, right now, feel how much I love them and how much I appreciate their support, in all its various wondeful forms. My job rocks. It's never really the same day twice, and I'm always learning new things. My boss really supports my professional development, and I'm recognized for the work I do. I even have somewhat flexible hours, so they don't shit on my head for being late in the morning. I'm happy where I am in my spiritual journey. I've finally found a fit in Wicca, and though I'm learning slowly because I never have enough time, I'm still growing. I have a great apartment, even if it's small. It really feels like home. And I haven't even unpacked yet! My trusty little car takes me everywhere I go. Even if she does get all beat up in our various adventures. I think I'll get her a bath tomorrow to apologize for leaving her alone to the meanies in the parking garage. I could go on and on, but I'll just say that I'm damn lucky. And I'm so thankful. And I hug you all really tight! | | Saturday, November 23rd, 2002 | | 9:31 am |
hippo, birdie, two ewes
Wow. I still can't believe it. It still hasn't sunk in. My amazing wife, blackorchid1, threw me a surprise birthday party last night. I had no inkling it was going to happen, we just went out for supper with my ex Bernie and his partner leigh, came back to their place, and it was dark ... and full of streamers ... and people! Nearly all of my friends from the scene were able to make it, from as far away as London, ON and northern NY. And my sister, and her new guy. silveryone was a gracious host to the assembled hordes (wow! who knew that I had hordes of friends?) until we arrived back from supper. I'm really blessed to know so many wonderful, caring, generous people. I'm even more blessed that they care enough about me to come to a birthday party for me. And those that couldn't make it sent really sweet birthday greetings with their regrets ... and I'll get to see a whole lot of them today! And I'm just so blown away by everyone's generosity. They chipped in and bought me a beautiful flogger from Magdalen Theatricals. And there were so many cards, and delicious chocolate (who knew there was a "Grand Cru" of chocolate?) and PIE! ( if you don't get the in-joke) Special hugs go out to ![[info]](http://l-files.livejournal.net/userhead/122?v=1320915568) outcastspice who was wonderfully sweet and adorable all night, and delivered a delicious birthday spanking. :) And thank yous go to all that attended -- or didn't -- and made me feel amazingly wonderfully special on my birthday. I bet the only one who'll be more surprised than I was last night will be BlackOrchid1 when she sees I've posted about it! Ani ohevet otach, Dodi... Current Mood: surprised | | Thursday, November 14th, 2002 | | 2:34 pm |
I've been scolded into posting...
... even if it is just crazy quiz results. I wonder if anyone will be surprised by this answer? quesarah, your unconscious mind is driven most by Peace You are driven by a higher purpose than most people. You have a deeply-rooted desire to facilitate peacefulness in the world. Whether through subtle interactions with love ones, or through getting involved in social causes, it is important to you to influence the world. You are driven by a desire to encourage others to think about the positive side of things instead of focusing on the negative. The reason your unconscious is consumed by this might stem from an innate fear of war and turmoil. Thus, to avoid that uncomfortable place for you, your unconscious seeks out the peace in your environment. Usually, the thing that underlies this unconscious drive is a deep respect for humankind. You care about the future of the world, even beyond your own involvement in it. As a result, your personal integrity acts as a surrogate for your deeper drive toward peace and guides you in daily life towards decisions that are respectful toward yourself and others. Current Mood: accomplished |
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