It's probably a GOOD thing that the $130 shoes I want from a UK store aren't in stock in my size and color.

The top 88799 names in the United States according to the 1990 US census. I've always been a little fascinated by this because my last name is the 6th most common, but yet I've only known a handful of Davises in my life that weren't related to me in some form. They also have listings of male and female first names, where, oddly enough, my name isn't even listed. ;P Where does your fall?

Pictures from our weekend in Ely. It's so gorgeous up there.

I closed my Hotmail account. Too much garbage mail. Send to corryn @ corryn.org or corryn @ five-elements.com.

Light Rail is being pushed back yet again. I'm so anxious for this to start up. I'm not even entirely sure that it will be something I will use on a regular basis, but I do know that it is something this city needs pretty badly. Although we have the glorious MNDOT on our side keeping the outstate roads in good condition, our metro road system still falls far behind other metro areas in the country. They simply can't keep up with the number of cars on the road, usually due to funding issues (or just slow planning). How ironic that light rail is being delayed for funding issues, but at least they had to set an opening date. I find this portion of the article humorous: "Citing uncertain funding from the next Legislature, Metro Transit officials delayed the opening so they could work with a new administration and lawmakers." (In other words, they're waiting for Mr. Ventura to be out of office and to get their funding back.)

Cannabis legalized in the state of New York?

(harharhar) (via terje)

Extreme ironing? Of course it's a British thing....
(via Jester)

Holy shite, the things one can learn through indirect means... Chank is based in Minneapolis. Chank is huge. I don't know if I even have to explain it, but it's probably the most referenced font website that I've seen on the internet and here I come to find out several years later that it's local. How did I find out? My roomie got a call from them in reference to something he's working on for a theatre and I read it on caller ID. In the future I shall read a little further into the Info pages on such websites. Funkay.

PETA's list of Animal Ingredients and Their Alternatives. I'm not exactly an animal activist, but it's an eye opener to find out how many ingredients we see in everyday products come from inhumane practices. This issue seems so far off (although, I realize that doesn't make it non-existent), but I'm finding it's eerily close to home. (via not martha)

To keep me sane until I have a pet of my own, I've adopted a sheep. Isn't he cute? So is this.

Damn, if this ain't the truth! I'm glad Plush is getting the recognition it deserves. I don't have any experience with the scene outside of our sweet little twin cities, but they sure have been the best club events Minneapolis has seen in the past few years, since the crackdown raves. Lots of big names, good sound, fairly well priced entry, playing often times an hour or two farther into the night than they should be legally. JT and everyone else involved (excuse me for being out of the loop and bad with names) can put on quite a show.

I'm messing around over at LiveJournal for a little while until I get this all incorporated. The community there seems neat, although I would hate to completely give up Blogger. It's a very kickass site/program and it has been oh-so-good to me. I think the blog may become what it was actually intended to be - a weblog, and my livejournal, just that - a journal. Concept! So anyway, go here for now.

Can't figure out for the life of me where today went. Sleep was almost non-existent last night due to sticky heat, weird semi-frightening dreams, and anxiety which kept waking me up thinking I was late for work, which hasn't happened to me in quite some time. To top it off, around 8am a city crew decided it was time to chainsaw down some trees and such, in several locations on our street, that had apparantly been wind blown and broken in last night's doozy of a storm. Lack of sleep always makes for a very long day at work, but for some reason made my evening just fly by. Got the kitchen cleaned up a little and unpacked a little bit more. We finally have a working microwave on the premises. There is some semblence of organization in the cupboards and on the counter, which makes me a happy camper. Our tasks are far from over. I should be documenting this craziness in photos. Time to crash me thinks. zzzzzzz

First post from the new place! It's been a craaaaazy week. The only downtime I've really had was yesterday out of pure exhaustion from the party the night prior. Sean's bday gig was a blast; met a lot of new snazzy people, got waaaay too drunk, and reestablished myself as a social human being and not a lameass recluse. :o)

Back in a while when we get a little bit more settled. The countdown begins to dsl. Wish we had an actual number to be counting from. Stupid Qwest.

Busy, busy, busy. Moving this week and next. Donno how much I'll be able to be online until we get the dsl hooked up at the new place, but I am excited to start getting things in order and finally get something up on this domain! See ya soon.

The move has officially gotten underway. We lugged a few essentials over to the new house tonight so we could have a few drinks and play some card games. It's now 4:30am and I'm still wide awake and not sure how tomorrow is going to pan out.

A friend asked me tonight, in a very talkative drunk moment, what super power I would want if I could choose one. I hesitated for only a brief moment and said telepathy. Oh, what I would give to know what people are truly feeling and not just what they convey to keep the world content. I can only imagine what it would be like to know exactly when I'm being lied to and learn who to trust and who is not actually worthy. I like to think I am a pretty good judge of character, but I fear at times that I may be fooling myself to keep from losing my mind. How do I really know if you are only being dishonest about the measly things to keep me off your back? That I can deal with, although I dream of endless open communication. I've seen you do it with others. I know it's possible for both of us individually, perhaps just not with eachother? Just one more hurdle to overcome. The back of my neck itches ever so slightly from the prickly grass I was lying on an hour ago. The clouds were drifting peacefully overhead and I contemplated you, and our triumphs, and our problems, and our future. I am fearful of what our often-times minimalist communication will create, but at the same I can't wait to see what's in store for us. There is an undeniable magic.

I feel a strange sense of indepence running through my veins at the moment. I hope this is not only temporary.

By the way, what superpower would you choose?

My head is spinning. I think I managed to pack up at least a third of the stuff in my room, and most of the rest of it will go as is, in the drawers, and on the hangers. I have a mountain of boxes and storage bins sitting out in the living room and it's all a little strange. It's probably a good thing I'm not sorting through all of my papers and books and stuff before I start unpacking at the new place because I can tell there are a few more trips down memory lane buried in here than I could handle right now. I'm in a weirdass sentimental mood and feeling a little cruddy. I know a few of the reasons behind it. Matt's in a poopy ass mood today, or at least seems like he is to me, which hurts a little and makes me worry a lot, and I'm stressed about money and moving soon (excited as I am), and other emotions that I don't even like to admit I have (jealousy, envy, fear) kick in. I'm a freak for even letting those peak into my head in even the slightest now, two days before moving and all of the other shit going on right now. God, I hope it's horomones. They affect me more now than ever before, but at least I am aware of it. Hopefully I can keep myself from becoming the complete bitch I know they've turned me into before. *sigh*. :(

I seriously think I'm starting to freak out right now. I feel rushed and worried and anxious. I don't know where to direct all of the nervous energy without producing too many decibels for 11:53pm in a condo. So here I sit, click clacking away... to no one. I need more boxes to finish up what packing is left and all I have is two tiny ones and a bunch of shoe boxes (mostly already filled with shoes that I don't really wear, but wear once in a rare while to warrant holding on to them). I also can't do a lot of it without first consulting with my parents about what goes to my new place and what gets sold, as most of it, the furniture, the electronics, the kitchen things, is theirs. I can just see it, I'll be in a snazzy new place, a brand new to me room, with a desk, a computer, a stereo, and a dresser. This could get interesting. Okay, time for a cider and some music. I wish I knew yoga. It would come in handy right now.

7UP cake sounds yummmyyyy... I'm definitely trying this soon. (via not martha)

Two days til the move! Tonight is packing; tomorrow, more of the same, a weekend of lugging Matt's and Ben's things to the new place, then another week of insanity packing and moving the rest of my own stuff. I really need to simplify and get rid of some crap. *looks around room*.... This is bad. :P Wish me luck!!

Ozzfest is looking pretty rockin this year; Ozzy, Rob Zombie, System of a Down, POD, etc. I think it may make up for Xfest, which seems to be becoming a little more corporate and annoying every year. We didn't even end up going as it was only Friday/Saturday and outrageously expensive. We probably should have gone out to the campground and partied a little, but instead spent Saturday evening at Alex's parents' new home south of the cities. They had a huge bonfire and bbq'd some food. Mix in a few drinks and some pukeins and it made for an extremely cool evening. Thanks again, Alex. Sorry if we freaked out your other friends. :P