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    Tuesday, March 9th, 2010
    appleworld
    [ theoryofwar ]
    11:00a
    ipod touch help
    My ipod has been giving me troubles lately. It's skipping songs (as in, when you get a scratch on a CD and the song will skip) and these are songs I bought off iTunes. Along with that it, froze, so I restarted it, and now it's frozen on the apple logo.

    Any ideas on what to do? It's not even a year old. Is my best bet to just go over to my apple store?

    Thanks in advance!
    Monday, March 8th, 2010
    redliner
    12:14a
    Public Radio
    Tonight on a drive home from Manzanita, OR I listened to a conversation about conversation. The guest said that sometimes it's okay to be mischievous in a conversation in order to provoke a deeper connection. "You're giving permission," suggested the host. "Yes," said the guest.



    I will remember to give more permission.

    Current Music: John Prine
    Saturday, March 6th, 2010
    redliner
    11:33p
    In this way I am like a cat.
    So I eat a ton of the following thing:

    Soy yogurt, sun butter, bananas, and berries in a bowl. I often eat two bowls of this shit a day and have been doing so for several months. It's really good, but how weird is it that this concoction makes up 50% of my caloric intake.
    Friday, March 5th, 2010
    redliner
    10:42p
    Grunge
    I went to the grocery store wearing sweat pants tonight, like some sort of obese couchwhale making the trek to pick up an oven-bake pizza and a 2-liter of Coca-Cola. I didn't care who saw me because it was store time, and if I had gone home to change then I would have missed store time ended up eating some unholy casserole of whatever the hell was in the fridge and pantry.

    I also had a better reason for not caring. That's because my sweat pants were noble; they were yoga sweat pants. Not those yoga-specific pants that women with pony tails wear, but sweat pants worn to do yoga. I had just come from yoga because I started doing yoga. Tonight was my third class, and I love it.

    I started because my shoulder hurts from too much guitar. A doctor, a massage therapist, and friends who practice yoga have insisted it's the best way to relieve such pain. Or swimming they say, but yoga seemed more interesting and less chlorinated.

    When I'm around new group of people I can't help but imagine the worst possible psychological landscape, for example: that all the women in the class think I am there to pick up on them. Or even worse, that I am there to leer at them. So I just keep my head down and ignore everyone but the instructor.

    But the instructor tonight was attractive. She reminded me of a friend who I love dearly, in fact. I felt as if she might find me interesting, but that could have just been her open chakras or whathaveyous.

    Like many such enlightened women, this yoga instructor doesn't shave her armpits. I find that somewhat unattractive, although not a deal breaker for me anymore after living in Portland for nearly three years (this May). More than any sort of repulsion, I anticipate the eventual conversation in which I would have to admit that I would prefer her armpits shaved. It's not like I would push the issue, but these earthly things have ways of becoming levers in more spiritual matters, and I am sometimes guilty of being honest about the wrong things.

    Current Music: Something New Agey
    redliner
    3:00p
    Twitter
    I have to be honest that I miss Facebook. I know what I really miss is what I hoped my live feed would be and not what it actually was, which was a bunch of updates about meals and minor annoyances.

    I talked to a friend today who I haven't talked to in a few weeks. It was so fun to hear from her. Had I been reading her Facebook updates (she updates a lot) I would have missed her significantly less.

    I have been enjoying my Twitter account, but it's a bit sparse, and so I'm turning to you, my LiveJournal friends, to recommend exciting people to follow.
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