The Unbearable Lightness of Crescent Fresh

Seeing Eye Dog (pic)

2005-05-14T22:08:23Z

This was a puppy, a Seeing Eye Dog in training, and the person doing the training was not blind. Obviously. Anyway.

I am a sucker for dogs, and even more so for Seeing Eye Dogs. They are always so cute and sweet, except that you're not supposed to go pet them, which only serves to make me want to pet them that much more.

This dog took a nice little nap while chilling out at the restaurant. Even when the flash went off (I have no shame), didn't care. Still just snoozin' away. It's hard work being a dog.

I am proud of myself for not tossing him (her?) part of my pizza.

Sometimes, I Shouldn't Say Words

2005-03-17T19:03:59Z

I ran into an old friend from high school today while I had lunch at the Chick-Fil-A. She's very nice, and I've always liked her, so it was nice to run into her. However, there were two problems.

The first is just my normal social inadequacy; I am not good at talking with people I know well, much less people I used to know fairly well but have not seen in more than five years (my desire for a backspace key in real life is quite well-documented).

The second problem is that she has a twin sister, and they look very similar, and I was friends with both of them. In high school, I was familiar with each enough so that I could tell them apart with little effort. Today, however, was different.

We talked for a few moments, catching up on jobs and the like, and then she had to go for a moment. When she came back, I just blurted out, "I don't know how to say this without potentially pissing you off, but it's been so long since I saw you I can't tell if you're you or your sister."

We sat there for a moment, both equally confused I'm sure, until my jumble of words apparently sorted themselves out for her (or she just took a lucky guess at what the fuck I was talking about), and she said, "I'm Stephanie."

The rest of the conversation went as smoothly as can be expected, what with no backspace key and all. My life would be so much less awkward if I could revise.

In Which HJ Impersonates a Lemming

2005-02-09T22:17:41Z

You're Egypt!

Curator of ancient mystical secrets, your life on the surface is fairly
typical these days. Though you are in denial about more things than most people.
Nevertheless, you're trying to convince people that you're safe despite your more
volatile and unstable times that seem to be behind you. You like cats a whole lot.
You'd probably really appreciate The Blue
Pyramid.
Take
the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid

Make Your iPod Useful

2005-02-02T16:58:39Z

In a wild and crazy development, I thought I might actually post in this thing every once in a while. Pictures of the DR shall be forthcoming.

But this... this is a revolutionary breakthrough. A program which lets you store over 900 mixed drink recipies on your iPod. Technology is such a wonderful thing.

Babes Against Bush

2004-05-18T13:01:46Z

Sometimes, there comes a link so special, so cool, that I just really feel the need to post it here and appear on all seven (I think?) of my friends' friend pages. So -- here we go, this one is for the ladies who have befriended me:

Babes Against Bush -- because hot chicks hate him, too.

The Twilight Zone

2004-04-16T13:04:17Z

I know I don't update this thing. I know you're staring at your friends page, wondering, What the fucking hell is HJ doing?

I just think that this article by The Ferrett should be necessary reading. So I'm posting a link to it here.

Go read it, holmes.

This Is My Droid, R2-Bacca

2004-01-27T14:42:20Z

This is more of a keeping-track-of-Live-Journal-friends'-journals thing than a true blog. If you want to read my real blog, it's here: VR232 Productions.

Word Life, or something.