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2 years ago
in Dear Mr. Governor… on The Colorado Independent
Higher Education Gov. Ritter, you campaigned, and won, very much on the need to improve education in this state. I've seen some results in the areas of K-12, but as a constitutionally protected cost area, I feel that the state's time is better spent focusing now on higher education. Many of our brightest students are being priced out of state universities because of sky-rocketing tuition costs. I'd like to hear actual plans, not just rhetoric, on what your administration plans to do about the state of higher education in Colorado.
2 years ago
in Take Me To Australia on quaintly
lygon's street is full with gelati shops selling durian gelatis. but freddo still the best :)
2 years ago
in Take Me To Australia on quaintly
tim tam in msia uses cheapskate choco while the ones in aust are just mmmmm...*drools*
yes freddo's durian gelati are like the bomb.
n cadbury in aust are apparently the best in the world. cheap n nice! must try!
but surprisingly aussie gals dont seem to be fat where delicious fattening food are abundant over there.
yes freddo's durian gelati are like the bomb.
n cadbury in aust are apparently the best in the world. cheap n nice! must try!
but surprisingly aussie gals dont seem to be fat where delicious fattening food are abundant over there.
2 years ago
in Serving the space between - Yahoo Publisher Network on everwas
LOL - I keep wondering why you all need personal blogs - but then I remember it's fun! Good luck on the job. :)
2 years ago
in quaintly.net » Vincenzo on quaintly
well i dunno wat's the big hoo hah about itallianies.. their food isn't that good but the place is well decorated. there's one very near taylor's business school, can't quite recall the name but the pasta i ate was pretty good and it's owned by an italian guy who cooks the food himself :). he got quite horrified when i wanted to put tobasco sauce on the pasta hehehe. well i just wanted some spicyness that's all.
3 years ago
in Perspiration and Palaver on quaintly
ratoting gyms?!?!? wow, it must take lots of doe to keep those gym memberships :P
4 years ago
in Islington South and Finsbury Candidates on The Other Side of Everything
I'd vote for that, if only to get them out of my way (sometimes, I'm a really selfish socialist).
Your work on this election is admirable.
Your work on this election is admirable.
4 years ago
in Zero-Rating Dating on The Other Side of Everything
*Bah*. I wasn’t going to write about this in my blog, but it seems like there is no escape these days, so I am going to use yours as a forum for my maddness, Deek. I hope you don't mind.
Any of my friends could tell you that I am obviously preoccupied by the subject of love right now – ‘tis the season. This nonsense in inescapable. But that’s not where my problem lies. I *am* frustrated with love and romance – it seems cupid has forsaken me – but that is only the cause of my current problem.
Currently, I am indulging some very questionable feelings that are *probably* a result of my frustration. I won’t dismiss the possibility that they are genuine, because I am trying to be honest with myself. But they haven’t popped up before, which leads me to believe they are false tidings of love.
Anyway, what am I talking about? Well, I have this friend. Oh gawd, there it is. A friend.
He’s wonderful. I’ve always thought so. If he didn’t know I adored him, he should. About 3 weeks ago, I could have told him myself without hesitation. I can’t do that now, because *now* he’s single. And I have had some thoughts…
Ow! It’s difficult to face my own weakness! But it wasn’t always this way. I’m pretty honest with myself, and I can honestly say that being friends with him was never about waiting for him to become single! (I will admit that Matty G. in Uni started out that way, but I silently acknowledged that all along.) Friends with Nick was always just friends with Nick. I got along fabulously with him, and that was it. Others have noticed our rapport, and I think it is the others that have planted the seed in my head. “You get along so well, why don’t you get together?”. Because. I have no good excuse. Just because it didn’t start that way.
If you must know, he is my close friend’s ex-boyf, but she knows we hang out, and has even given me implicit permission, damn her. In fact, *she’s* one of the others! It’s really just pressure from all sides, and now that he’s single, I am feeling really confused. And I always watched Dawnson’s Creek with a pillow handy to throw at the TV whenever Pacey, or Joey, or one of the drones started droning on about being confused. I have never been confused before! Either I liked him, and I didn’t want to admit it, or I didn’t, and I didn’t know how to break his heart.
But I am genuinely confused here, Deek. What I need is some anti-support. Cautionary tales of misery and heartbreak that come with falling in love with a friend. The “When Harry Met Sally Syndrome”. That NEVER works out. There is no such animal in real life, and I would like to save myself some pain and heartache by avoiding the confusion I am now feeling. I don’t want any votes of confidence or misplaced shows of support. I want to kill this thing – nip it in the bud and all that…. I feel like if I keep saying it, and others join in, I might escape this thing. I will NOT fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
Advice, please.
BTW - my new "pad" is not entirely set up, but I have re-joined the blogging revolution.
mac mommy aka rae
Any of my friends could tell you that I am obviously preoccupied by the subject of love right now – ‘tis the season. This nonsense in inescapable. But that’s not where my problem lies. I *am* frustrated with love and romance – it seems cupid has forsaken me – but that is only the cause of my current problem.
Currently, I am indulging some very questionable feelings that are *probably* a result of my frustration. I won’t dismiss the possibility that they are genuine, because I am trying to be honest with myself. But they haven’t popped up before, which leads me to believe they are false tidings of love.
Anyway, what am I talking about? Well, I have this friend. Oh gawd, there it is. A friend.
He’s wonderful. I’ve always thought so. If he didn’t know I adored him, he should. About 3 weeks ago, I could have told him myself without hesitation. I can’t do that now, because *now* he’s single. And I have had some thoughts…
Ow! It’s difficult to face my own weakness! But it wasn’t always this way. I’m pretty honest with myself, and I can honestly say that being friends with him was never about waiting for him to become single! (I will admit that Matty G. in Uni started out that way, but I silently acknowledged that all along.) Friends with Nick was always just friends with Nick. I got along fabulously with him, and that was it. Others have noticed our rapport, and I think it is the others that have planted the seed in my head. “You get along so well, why don’t you get together?”. Because. I have no good excuse. Just because it didn’t start that way.
If you must know, he is my close friend’s ex-boyf, but she knows we hang out, and has even given me implicit permission, damn her. In fact, *she’s* one of the others! It’s really just pressure from all sides, and now that he’s single, I am feeling really confused. And I always watched Dawnson’s Creek with a pillow handy to throw at the TV whenever Pacey, or Joey, or one of the drones started droning on about being confused. I have never been confused before! Either I liked him, and I didn’t want to admit it, or I didn’t, and I didn’t know how to break his heart.
But I am genuinely confused here, Deek. What I need is some anti-support. Cautionary tales of misery and heartbreak that come with falling in love with a friend. The “When Harry Met Sally Syndrome”. That NEVER works out. There is no such animal in real life, and I would like to save myself some pain and heartache by avoiding the confusion I am now feeling. I don’t want any votes of confidence or misplaced shows of support. I want to kill this thing – nip it in the bud and all that…. I feel like if I keep saying it, and others join in, I might escape this thing. I will NOT fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
I will not fall in love with a friend.
Advice, please.
BTW - my new "pad" is not entirely set up, but I have re-joined the blogging revolution.
mac mommy aka rae
4 years ago
in Cold on The Other Side of Everything
I sort of like getting colds - it's the only time I feel like I can truly enjoy time off, without guilt. When I am sick, I have to sit on the couch and watch TV all day, or sleep in on a Tuesday, or eat for lunch.
Feel Better.
Feel Better.
4 years ago
in Random Kindness on The Other Side of Everything
Reading that post made me feel the way I always feel when I listen to "Such Great Heights" by the Postal Service. I love that song. It makes me feel retardedly optomistic and really sad all at once - just like your post.
And "taking the piss". What is THAT about? I wish I was English - I want to say things that make no sense, but seem like they do. England is like an entire country with Wernicke's aphasia - & I mean that in the most affectionate way possible. :D
And "taking the piss". What is THAT about? I wish I was English - I want to say things that make no sense, but seem like they do. England is like an entire country with Wernicke's aphasia - & I mean that in the most affectionate way possible. :D
4 years ago
in The Friendliest Dry Cleaner on The Other Side of Everything
*I* need a holiday! I am just about finished with a paper that was a year in the making, and I am beaten.
Despite what everyone says, Canada is ass. Sure, most people are polite, but it costs me $1000CND and an entire day of travel to go home, and I don't even get to leave the goddamn country! Oh, but the change in climate is worth it - I get to go from miserably cold and rainy to fucking freezing with 8 feet of snow crawling up my ass. I a super-happy to be Canadian, but I have no idea why people live here.
I wish the Med was my backyard...I am definitely applying my ass off for positions in Europe when I finally finish school.
Despite what everyone says, Canada is ass. Sure, most people are polite, but it costs me $1000CND and an entire day of travel to go home, and I don't even get to leave the goddamn country! Oh, but the change in climate is worth it - I get to go from miserably cold and rainy to fucking freezing with 8 feet of snow crawling up my ass. I a super-happy to be Canadian, but I have no idea why people live here.
I wish the Med was my backyard...I am definitely applying my ass off for positions in Europe when I finally finish school.
4 years ago
in The Beginning of Everything on The Other Side of Everything
The Olympics is a sick endeavor, born of a world with too much time, too much money, and not enough empathy. Canada won [only] 12 medals, and Canada's IOC rep said Canadians should all feel great shame about it. The US won the most medals, and one American news station that reported on it in the next breath described how more Americans than ever are living in poverty. That's stupidity at it's finest.
I have been thinking about writing our IOC rep a letter to ask the question: what brings more shame, a small number of medals, or 10 000 more people living in poverty? I am gawddamn proud that my government is thinking with me on this one, and not with Mr.Pound.
I have been thinking about writing our IOC rep a letter to ask the question: what brings more shame, a small number of medals, or 10 000 more people living in poverty? I am gawddamn proud that my government is thinking with me on this one, and not with Mr.Pound.