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Gettin’ Outta Here

Oh, I cannot wait until I leave this country!

I look forward to detoxing from the Internet, being around different people (instead of the same ol’ same), and just enjoying myself. I promise myself, when I return I will read very few blogs – like a handful, nothing political, or outside of natural hair content.

I will stick to researching topics that interest me. I always have a number of questions that I require answers to. I don’t feel as though my searching abilities are as good as they should be. Also, I am going to cleaning up my Delicious account by removing a lot of links. I am becoming overwhelmed.

My travel plans are coming together. I am so excited!

Sprucing Up

I might get a pedicure and manicure, before I leave. I usually don’t paint my toes or fingernails. I do keep them filed, neat, and short. They are very soft, and breaks easily, like my hair; my skin is very soft too.

I don’t paint my nails, because I have an aversion to the odor of any (possibly) toxic chemical. I have an acute sense of smell (sometimes). I limit my use of powerful – will knock you unconscious – smelling bathroom cleaners. I try to use milder, innocuous, “natural” products.

Gadgets

I’m tempted to buy a netbook, mini-laptop, PDA, or another cell phone. I am leaving my laptop behind, and make do with what I have. I need to send my Palm Zire away for a new battery. I love that old device. I’ve yet to find anything to replace it.

A new toy?

I still have yet to find a reasonable replacement all-in-one device. Hewlett Packard has the HP iPAQ 910 Business Messenger. It’s close to what I want, but not exactly. It doesn’t have to be a cell phone. I want a PDA-type device that has: calendar, world clock, very loud alerts, camera, Internet browsing, plays music, word processing, e-book readable (PDF files), read/write SD cards, and GPS. My Zire does all except for GPS, which isn’t necessary for now.

Interesting Sin(s)

My older brother has no love for Las Vegas. This fellow is truly a remarkable, stable, family man. He doesn’t drive fast, curse, gamble, or drink: He goes to church every week and prays. He’s my exact opposite! And that’s why I love him so much.

As for me, each week, I aim for every one of the deadly sins, and feel bad when I miss a couple.

You could not pay me (enough) to go to church. I left that institution at around 11/12 years old. The only times I have been back is for weddings, and the holidays, which mercifully, have been few and far between. I have my reasons for not praying.

I’d go back yearly if I could, to Las Vegas, that is. I don’t think I’ve seen enough to be bored with yet. I like to go, because the place is very, very amusing. It makes me laugh. It’s getting harder to do that now-a-days. I don’t gamble either, although I would like to know how to play poker. I still drink, but I can’t handle it like I used to. (Said with much regret.)

It’s strange, I find Vodka easier to manage than Champagne or wine. I remember at a vineyard a host saying that a lot companies put cheap chemicals in the batches to “fix” a bad crop yield, or speed up the curing process. I believe it. I’ve had experienced enough bad drinks.

Language Tricks

I have no language skills, but I’m wondering if brushing up on a few words wouldn’t hurt. Where’s the bathroom? Are the most important words I need to know.

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Tis the Season: Monday Random Thoughts

I love, and hate, this time of year. I actually like the cold weather, although the cold weather may not like me. I’m pleased to limit my personal exposure to this seasonal emphasis of, “Be Happy! Be Happy! Spend! Spend! Spend! Until you don’t have a nickel to lend!

Consumerism does not enrich the spirit, it impoverishes it. It’s a national delirium, where folks end up trampling another human being just to buy a cheap import they will toss in three months. A shame, really.
*Ebenezer Scrooge is My Hero!

I can be as happy without this holiday as with it. Dates don’t carry any special significance for me: I can’t even recall my own birthday sometimes. Christmas lost its relevant religious connotation eons ago.

I like December, because that is when the snows first fall (at least around here). Otherwise, I’m rather blase blase about everything. I don’t like Christmas parties. I don’t like Christmas cards. I hate false conviviality. Bah! Humbug! Christmas has morphed and devolved into collective gift buying guilt.

Always remember that today’s Christmas is corporate America’s creation, which is to keep you spending.
Speaking of Spending
I’ve ordered and cancelled so many items in the past few days it’s ridiculous. I’m trying to control myself. I’m forcing myself to put down the credit card and only use cash.
Struggling with that type of self-control makes me break out into a cold sweat.
I want a new laptop. The other one is busted, but I must wait. I must wait. I must wait. And yet, I want a new laptop! Now! I’m trying to decide between a Mac and a Dell. I don’t think I can deal with the Vista O/S right now.
Alas, tis the season for getting what I need, not what I want.
It’s going to be a long winter.
*One of my favorite Christmas stories: Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol.

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