Since I last posted, I have probably started two whole new blogs.

What is it about blogs? Are they somehow addictive?

I try to make sure that I post in them at least monthly, but is it so hard. I forget to. I can’t think of what to write.

I think the idea was, in the beginning at least, to think about things more, write more and learn to express myself better. Another part of the idea was to separate out different topics into different blogs (partly so that I didn’t get the same audiences for both).

Perhaps my end of July resolution should be to actually blog more. That way, I’d see if my vague sort of theory/thingy-that-I-can’t-remember-the-name-for (marvel at the improvement in my language skillz!) actually works. 😀

Originally by her divine shadow from The Neverending Acquisition Of Blogs on July 29, 2005, 2:28pm

*It’s complete inability to tell how many posts I’ve made.

Originally by her divine shadow from The Neverending Acquisition Of Blogs on May 7, 2005, 12:55pm

a year has come and gone
Things that amuse me about tabulas #232
– How the dates are utterly screwed up on the rss feed to my site.

Currently Listening: Bobbie Gentry – Ode to Billie Joe

Originally by her divine shadow from The Neverending Acquisition Of Blogs on May 7, 2005, 12:43pm

It’s the time of year again where I get to choose a final year project. Again.

I would have been doing the project in the last year but I kind of failed all my programming. Oops. So this year it is.

The bonus however, is that I actually understand Java far better now and have a good grasp of Prolog. Plus, now I’ve had a whole year to browse through blogs and gather resources and stuff, I’ve got a better idea for what I actually want to do. Rather than a vague sort of “something bloglike”.

Of course, I want to try and get a more cohesive idea of what I want to do, and figure out if I have the skills to do it from scratch or will need to use open source tools and stuff as a jumping off point.

It’s all fairly exciting really.

Originally by her divine shadow from The Neverending Acquisition Of Blogs on April 24, 2005, 9:39am

mmm papacy

What you didn’t know about the popes of Rome.

On the evening of Saturday April 2, 2005, after receiving the Rite of Extreme Unction, Pope John Paul II passed away. At this time his chamberlain would have gone to the papal hospital bed and asked the Bishop of Rome a question, "Are you dead?" There would be no reply from the Pope. The chamberlain would then pick up a silver hammer and strike the Pope on the head and repeat his question, "Are you dead?" Again there would be no reply. The chamberlain would then thrice call out the Pope’s baptismal name. He would then declare the Pope to be dead. 

Originally by her divine shadow from The Neverending Acquisition Of Blogs on April 11, 2005, 6:39am

mmm fonts
This is possibly the greatest font site ever. I’ve spent the last few minutes looking at every font on that site. They are…nifty and potentially very useful. 😀

Originally by her divine shadow from The Neverending Acquisition Of Blogs on April 8, 2005, 12:32pm

well. mostly.

Originally from her divine shadow on April 4, 2005, 11:04am

You tell me you don’t love me over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away
A million miles between us
Planets crashing to dust
I just let it fade away

I’m walking empty streets hoping we might meet
I see your car parked on the road
The light on at your window
I know for sure that you’re home
But I just have to pass on by

So no of course we can’t be friends
Not while I’m still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our story ends

I smoke your brand of cigarettes
And pray that you might give me a call
I lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls
Hanging round bars at night wishing I had never been born
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home

So no of course we can’t be friends
Not while I still feel like this
I guess I always knew the score
This is where our story ends

You left behind some clothes
My belly summersaults when I pick them off the floor
My friends all say they’re worried
I’m looking far too skinny
I’ve stopped returning all their calls

And no of course we can’t be friends
Not while I’m still so obsessed
I want to ask where I went wrong
But don’t say anything at all

It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don’t love me

Originally from her divine shadow on July 21, 2005, 12:48pm

I really need to learn to stop asking certain people for help. They either can’t or won’t and whenever I do ask them I feel incredibly disappointed and let down and worse than before.

Am resisting the urge to be snarky at them when they offer help to people. It is very difficult.

Originally from her divine shadow on July 20, 2005, 12:39pm

Dear Life,

Don’t you dare think about even wafting any depression at me.

No love,
Rachel

Originally from her divine shadow on April 26, 2005, 8:31pm