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So.
This journal is going to be deleted in about a month. I'm going to use potterwitter from now on. Everyone from this journal is being moved to the other journal, so if you still would like me to see your entries, add the other journal to your friends list.
As stated in the other journal, it's a brand new me; piece by piece.Current Mood:  calm Current Music: Control - Poe |
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My Horoscope for Today:
The early evening sees the Moon entering the zodiac sign of Libra. This gives a lighter, more sociable side to everything this evening. After a dreary workday, you will be glad to see someone tonight with whom you can be yourself.
Ain't that the truth.
Jesus, you're much loved. I can definitely be myself around you, and it's a great feeling. There are few people in my life that I can do that with, without feeling judged, and you're definitely one of the few.
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...but it was fun to take it, even though I got one wrong, that had nothing to do with the show itself, it was a question about the actor.
Summary
Total score: 90
So, how did you rate?
If you scored 0-30: You're up the Creek without a paddle. You don't know much about Dawson or his buddies. Too bad, you're missing out!
If you scored 40-60: You may have been a big Dawson's Creek fan once, but you've slowly lost touch. It's never to late to start catching up. Check out the reruns for some good, old teen angst.
If you scored 70-80: You must be a citizen of Capeside. You're pretty savvy when it comes to knowing the ups and downs of the Creek peeps. You may not know it all, but you know more than most!
If you scored 90-100: You're a Dawson's Creek addict and proud of it! It must be killing you that Joey, Pacey and Dawson won't be crying, yelling or brooding on your screen anymore. Hang in there! At least you've got your memories. Current Mood:  cranky Current Music: Watching Saved By The Bell w/ Emily |
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Take the quiz: "What do you love about making love?"
Love
You are a lover of love. You love to love and be loved. You are perhaps a hopeless romantic but those are rare nowadays. Think of it as a gift. Whether you are saving yourself for that special someone or you have already found him or her. You are part of an almost extinct species of human. The kind that believe in true love... Because love is truly beautiful!Current Mood:  bored Current Music: WMP Playlist |
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This.
The picture doesn't do the bite marks justice.
Just thought I'd share.
Nov. 4th, 2004 @ 11:53 pm
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My forehead crashes into the pane of glass, causing it to shatter into so many pieces, that even an obsessive compulsive inventory manager wouldn't have the patience to clean up all the remains. I fly weightless through the night air, as all time seems to suspend, every sound deafeningly silenced, and every light shines like spotlights zeroing in on a most wanted fugitive just stinged.
The pounding of my flesh upon the debri filled asphault sending piercing anguish throughout my physical structure, shoving me into a state of dysphoria...
[unfinished - will finish later]
Nov. 4th, 2004 @ 11:28 pm
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| » If I could... |
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...I would want to be each of these things for one week:
- Highly desired Roman woman during the 700BC's, with an off-white stola made of silk, and a head dress made completely of ivy
- 16th century Venetian Courtesan
- Queen Victoria's confidant
- A cat in Egypt around 2000BC
I think those roles would be cool.
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If you could be anything for a week, what would you choose?
Nov. 4th, 2004 @ 07:45 pm
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Communication is not just words. Communication is architecture. Because it is quite obvious that a house, that would be built without the sense, without that desire for communication, would not look the way your house looks today.
Nov. 2nd, 2004 @ 04:37 pm
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Say 20 things to different people that you have never told them. They can be 20 different people, or just a few. Don't say who each one is for.
Wanna guess which one is about you?
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1. I miss the sound of your voice.
2. You are so much stronger of a person than I could ever be, and I envy that about you.
3. I miss feeling like I was the most important thing in your life.
4. You made your bed, now lie in it.
5. I'm sick of feeling like I don't have a life of my own because I'm constantly doing all the shit YOU should be doing, NOT me.
6. I don't think you'll ever know just how much you have come to mean to me in such a short amount of time.
7. I feel like I can tell you anything, and you won't judge me.
8. I fell out of love with you a year before I broke up with you.
9. I can honestly say you are the only person I've slept with that I regret.
10. Get over your trivial bullshit, and learn to live with the consequences of your actions.
11. I don't trust the way you drive.
12. It kills me to think you could love anyone more than you love me, even though we'll never be together again.
13. I think you got married for the wrong reasons.
14. You enjoy having drama in your life, don't you?
15. I will always feel drawn to you, and always seek your approval; even though we've never met.
16. Your ignorance sickens me.
17. I could never fully trust you.
18. You never seem to be proud of me, ever.
19. I don't hate your girlfriend because she has you; I hate your girlfriend because she's a stupid ho.
20. I feel that we've drifted apart, and it kills me to feel that way.
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Have fun.
Nov. 2nd, 2004 @ 11:39 am
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Nov. 2nd, 2004 @ 10:24 am
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Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday you'll look up
And barely conscience, you'll say to no one
"Isn't something missing?"
You won't cry for my absence, I know
You forgot me long ago
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn't someone missing me?
Even though I'm the sacrifice
You won't cry for me, not now
Though I'd die to know you love me
I'm all alone
Isn't someone missing me?
You can't stop the fire...
Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
I know what you do to yourself
I breathe deep, and cry out,
"Isn't something missing?"
Even though I'm the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I'd die to know you love me
I'm all alone
Isn't someone missing me?
And if I bleed, I'll bleed
Knowing you don't care
And if I sleep, just to dream of you
And wake without you there
Isn't something missing?
Isn't something?
Even though I'm the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I'd die to know you love me
I'm all alone
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?
Can you stop the fire?
You can stop the fire...
You won't say the words...
Nov. 1st, 2004 @ 10:56 pm
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The wonder of the world is gone, I know for sure. A moment came that stopped me on a dime. I went skydiving, I went rocky mountain climbing, I loved deeper, and I spoke sweeter, and I gave forgiveness I've been denying... Someday I hope you get the chance to live like you were dying.
Nothing's quite the same now, I just say your name now... But it's not so bad, you're only the best I ever had. Are you out there? I can't see your face, but you left a trace on a road I almost erased. If you could jack into my mind, you'd know exactly what you mean here... That's the memory of the pain you're lifting.
I analyze everything, I answer by questioning. I want to surrender, I want you to see all the sides, all the faces inside of me. You see, I'm not perfect; but that's all I see... Lost in a portrait, in a picture of me. This can't be everything I see, my canvas is incomplete. Your colors mean everything to me, and my canvas will set you free...
This feels too damn good to me, all I want, and all I need. I don't want to go to sleep tonight, I don't want anything to change, I don't want to find a different day.
Forever wouldn't be long enough...
I hold my breath as this life starts to take it's toll. I hide behind the smile, as this perfect plan unfolds. I've woken now to find myself in the shadows I have created. I'm longing to be lost in you, won't you take me away from me? I will be the answer at the end of the line. I will be there for you. In the burning of uncertainty, I will be your solid ground, I will hold a balance if you can't look down. If it takes my whole life, I won't break, I won't bend. It will all be worth it in the end. Because I can only tell you what I know, that I need you in my life. When the stars have all gone out, you'll still be burning so bright. Cast me gently into morning, for the night has been unkind. We'll go dreaming...
We both know the power of pain. We get back up and start again. If you hold a place for tears, leave behind the frozen years, come with me.
You look into my eyes, and let me know it's okay to be me. As I head lay my head down, I feel comfort with you beside me. When I'm full of pain, you make it all disappear with just a simple hug, and a listening ear.
I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive. I'm just out to find the better part of me. I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane, more than some pretty face beside a train. It's not easy to be me. There's more to this story than I've been leading on. You can think of it like this; I am so afraid to face the day. Lying to myself in every way, so fragile now. Restless tonight 'cause I wasted the night. It's nothing I planned, not that I can. But you should be mine. If I traded it all, if I gave it all away for one thing, wouldn't that be something? Think I'll go for a walk now...
In my field of paper flowers, and candy clouds of lullaby, I lie inside myself for hours, and watch my purple sky fly over me. I know well what lies beneath my sleeping refuge...
I find peace again.
You're the strength that keeps me walking. You are the hope that keeps me trusting. How can I stand here with you, and not be moved by you? How could it be any better than this?
Lost within my plans for life, it all seems so unreal. I can't run anymore, I have nothing left. Close my eyes, let the whole thing pass me by. There is no time to waste asking why. I'll run away with you by my side, I need to let go of this pride. I think about your face, and how I fall into your eyes. The outline that I trace around the one that I call mine, I don't need to solve this case, I don't need to look behind.
Please help me because I'm breaking down. This picture's frozen, and I can't get out of here. Release me, I'm just as lost as you. Keeping inside the image portrayed, I think I'm starting to lose it, I think I'm drifting away from the people I really need. It's getting harder to see what the future will hold for us. Before I cut my heart open, I've come to believe my soul's on the other side. All the little pieces shatter, and shards of me, big enough to cut me into so many little pieces if I try.
My reflection is no connection to myself. I'm your lover, so save your prayers for when you're really going to need them. And I thought that I found myself today, but everytime we lay awake, every feeling that I get, I remember as a kind of solace. As something I can always know as "that feeling". All this time, I've been so hollow inside, left tattered and torn, just like that sweet Spanish Doll. But once up an evening, this girl dreamt of him, of his eyes so dim, his smile so endearing...
Now I see the truth, I see your fantasy. I see your motives inside. There's a special place I have for you, underneath emotion, beautiful devotion, get down to the things I would do for you. You can't take that feeling away from me. A brand new me, piece by piece. Stay here and watch me bleed, it's a brand new me piece by piece...
It's the quiet after the storm, not a single thing spinning around me anymore; and I am still standing. It just takes a little time to change.
<3
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Hope everyone enjoyed my little story, consisting soley of lyrics to the songs I am listening to on my playlist at the moment. Please, by all means, comment on how I put them together.
<3
Oct. 30th, 2004 @ 12:01 am
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Thank you Evoke for this beautiful song. I'm obsessed with it now. (The Special Two by Missy Higgins for you guys that don't know... it pwns.)
It's gonna take a while for me to learn this, I tried finding the sheet music to it, and all I can find is tab, and I can't read tab to save my life... I can barely read sheet music.
These lyrics are so beautiful, check em out:
I've hardly been outside my room in days,
'cause I don't feel that I deserve the sunshine's rays.
The darkness helps until the whiskey wears away,
and it was then I realized that conscience never fades.
When you're young you have this image of your life:
that you'll be scrupulous and one day even make a wife.
And you make boundaries you'd never dream to cross,
and if you happen to you wake completely lost.
But I will fight for you, be sure that
I will fight until we're the special two once again.
And we will only need each other, we'll bleed together,
our hands will not be taught to hold another's,
'cause we're the special two.
And we could only see each other, we'll breathe together,
these arms will not be taught to need another,
'cause we're the special two.
I remember someone old once said to me:
"lies will lock you up with truth the only key."
But I was comfortable and warm inside my shell,
and couldn't see this place would soon become my hell.
So is it better to tell and hurt or lie to save their face?
Well I guess the answer is don't do it in the first place.
I know I'm not deserving of your trust from you right now,
but if by chance you change your mind you know I will not
let you down 'cause we were the special two, and will be again.
And we will only need each other, we'll breathe together,
our hands will not be taught to hold another's,
'cause we're the special two.
And we could only see each other, we'll bleed together,
these arms will not be taught to need another's,
'cause we're the special two.
I step outside my mind's eye's for a minute.
And I look over me like a doctor looking for disease,
or something that could ease the pain.
But nothing cures the hurt you bring on by yourself,
just remembering, just remembering how we were...
And we will only need each other, we'll breathe together,
our hands will not be taught to hold another's,
'cause we're the special two.
And we could only see each other, we'll bleed together,
these arms will not be taught to need another's,
'cause we're the special two.
I will learn this song, both on piano and vocals. Maybe even add it to a setlist when I start playing live gigs. It's too beautiful to not share, and I don't think Missy Higgins is too big in the States. I could be wrong, but it wouldn't hurt to do a cover of a great song :)
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Yay for pretty songs...
Oct. 29th, 2004 @ 02:10 pm
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Funny how you can take out one letter of a word, and it be a completely different word. (Leave me alone, I'm delerious at this point...)
Pour examplé (if that's even the right way to spell it...)
Life - "f" = Lie.
Moon - "n" = Moo. (Insert "moo" noise here)
Heart - "r" = Heat.
Ruin - "i" = Run.
Trust - "t" = Rust.
Then take words that are every day words, and break them down to make others...
Pour examplé
Devil backward = Lived.
Manuer broken down = Ma (mom) newer. (Stolen from Seinfeld)
Melancholy broken down a whole bunch = Gay Bitch.
There was a point to this, but I can't remember it.
So, here's what you need to do:
Upload a song to any server you choose that you think would be a perfect track for a "Making Love" CD. Then post the link in this entry.
Now. I want to see what you guys consider to be "sex" songs.
Oct. 26th, 2004 @ 03:52 am
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As stated on abc.com:
A Washington state school district is canceling its annual Halloween celebration, and the explanation has some parents baffled.
"Let them have their 30 minutes of dressing goofy and having candy," Silas Macon, a father of two school-age girls, said Wednesday outside Maplewood Elementary School after learning that the grade-school tradition of a party and parade in costume during the last half-hour of class before Halloween night won't happen this year in the district.
A letter sent home to parents Wednesday said there will be no observance of Halloween in any of the district's schools.
"We really want to make sure we're using all of our time in the best interest of our students," Puyallup School District spokeswoman Karen Hansen said.
The superintendent made the decision for three primary reasons, Hansen said. First, Halloween parties and parades waste valuable classroom time. Second, some families can't afford costumes and the celebrations thus can create embarrassment for children.
Both of those reasons seemed sensible to the parents who spoke to ABC News affiliate KOMO-TV in Seattle. But the district's third reason left some Puyallup parents shaking their heads.
The district said Halloween celebrations and children dressed in Halloween costumes might be offensive to real witches.
"Witches with pointy noses and things like that are not respective symbols of the Wiccan religion and so we want to be respectful of that," Hansen said.
The Wiccan, or Pagan, religion is said to be growing in the United States and there are Wiccan groups in Puyallup.
On the district's list of guidelines related to holidays and celebrations is an item that reads: "Use of derogatory stereotypes is prohibited, such as the traditional image of a witch, which is offensive to members of the Wiccan religion."
"I do lots of things that are not revolving around wearing a black outfit and stirring a cauldron," Wiccan priestess Cheryl Sulyma-Masson said in an interview with ABC News in which she explained that Wiccans, or Pagan Clergy, celebrate nature.
This is not the first time the district has expressed concern about offending followers of the Wiccan religion.
An internal e-mail from October 2000 warned that "the Wiccan religion is a bona fide religion under the law, and its followers are entitled to all the protections afforded more mainstream religions. Building administrators should not tolerate such inappropriate stereotyping (images such as Witches on flying brooms, stirring cauldrons, casting spells, or with long noses and pointed hats) and instead address them as you would hurtful stereotypes of any other minority."
This year, however, is the first time the superintendent decided to cite that concern as one of the reasons for canceling in-school Halloween activities.
"They're so worried about being politically correct anymore that we're not allowed to do much of anything," said Tonya Reynolds, whose daughter attends Maplewood Elementary.
"If you don't want costumes, call it a harvest party. We don't have to take out complete Halloween. We could still do something for our children," said parent Loni Andrews, who promised to challenge the ruling at the next school board meeting.
Some children said they will miss the usual festivities.
"Yeah, it does bother me because I would really like to go around and dress up," Maplewood sixth-grader Grace Macon said.
Macon said that while the Halloween celebration might take up a little class time, it also gives children a reason to like school.
"I think it's terrible," she said. "I think it just kind of takes away from the little stuff they get to do that's fun at school."
Hansen said questions of lost study time and disrespect for religious belief played into the decision.
"It's a little bit of both," she said. "I don't think you can balance respect with instructional time and we would always be looking to do both. We want to make sure our students are respectful of all religions and all cultures.
Hansen also said that the PTA and teachers have been notified that they can hold parties or other Halloween events after the school day is over. Classroom time, however, will not be used for Halloween celebrations. Hansen says concerns about other holidays and parties held in school will be decided on a case-by-case basis.
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As a practicing Wiccan, I would like to comment on this.
First of all, I'm not offended in the least at costumes of witches with big pointy noses and broomsticks. I am somewhat offended at the ignorance of a lot of people to our sacred day, being Samhain. But not in a huge way, I realize that Wicca is a minority of a religion, so I don't expect everyone to know what October 31st symbolizes for us.
But since I can state it here, I will:
Samhain, (pronounced SOW-in, SAH-vin, or SAM-hayne) means "End of Summer", and is the third and final Harvest. The dark winter half of the year commences on this Sabbat.
It is generally celebrated on October 31st, but some traditions prefer November 1st. It is one of the two "spirit-nights" each year, the other being Beltane. It is a magical interval when the mundane laws of time and space are temporarily suspended, and the Thin Veil between the worlds is lifted. Communicating with ancestors and departed loved ones is easy at this time, for they journey through this world on their way to the Summerlands. It is a time to study the Dark Mysteries and honor the Dark Mother and the Dark Father, symbolized by the Crone and her aged Consort.
Originally the "Feast of the Dead" was celebrated in Celtic countries by leaving food offerings on altars and doorsteps for the "wandering dead". Today a lot of practitioners still carry out that tradition. Single candles were lit and left in a window to help guide the spirits of ancestors and loved ones home. Extra chairs were set to the table and around the hearth for the unseen guest. Apples were buried along roadsides and paths for spirits who were lost or had no descendants to provide for them. Turnips were hollowed out and carved to look like protective spirits, for this was a night of magic and chaos. The Wee Folke became very active, pulling pranks on unsuspecting humans. Traveling after dark was was not advised. People dressed in white (like ghosts), wore disguises made of straw, or dressed as the opposite gender in order to fool the Nature spirits.
This was the time that the cattle and other livestock were slaughtered for eating in the ensuing winter months. Any crops still in the field on Samhain were considered taboo, and left as offerings to the Nature spirits. Bonfires were built, (originally called bone-fires, for after feasting, the bones were thrown in the fire as offerings for healthy and plentiful livestock in the New Year) and stones were marked with peoples names. Then they were thrown into the fire, to be retrieved in the morning. The condition of the retrieved stone foretold of that person's fortune in the coming year. Hearth fires were also lit from the village bonfire to ensure unity, and the ashes were spread over the harvested fields to protect and bless the land.
Various other names for this Greater Sabbat are Third Harvest, Samana, Day of the Dead, Old Hallowmas (Scottish/Celtic), Vigil of Saman, Shadowfest (Strega), and Samhuinn. Also known as All Hallow's Eve, (that day actually falls on November 7th), and Martinmas (that is celebrated November 11th), Samhain is now generally considered the Witch's New Year.
Symbolism of Samhain:
Third Harvest, the Dark Mysteries, Rebirth through Death.
Symbols of Samhain:
Gourds, Apples, Black Cats, Jack-O-Lanterns, Besoms.
Herbs of Samhain:
Mugwort, Allspice, Broom, Catnip, Deadly Nightshade, Mandrake, Oak leaves, Sage and Straw.
Foods of Samhain:
Turnips, Apples, Gourds, Nuts, Mulled Wines, Beef, Pork, Poultry.
Incense of Samhain:
Heliotrope, Mint, Nutmeg.
Colors of Samhain:
Black, Orange, White, Silver, Gold.
Stones of Samhain:
All Black Stones, preferably jet or obsidian.
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Basically, I see Samhain as being a day to remember our anscestors, and those witches who have died for us in the past. Think of it as *kind of* like Independence Day for those of us in the US. Remembering those who died for us. Granted, these witches didn't die for the freedom of our country, but they died for unjust reasons.
And to take the time to remember them, as well as family relatives and anscestors is very important to me.
The one thing that I think this country has exploited is the fact that since I am a witch, everyone expects me to dress up like one on "Halloween". Or even during normal days in the year, they expect to find a point hat and a broom in my closet.
It's not the school's fault for people's ignorance about the Wiccan holiday, and it's not the children's fault for society's exploitation of witches.
I say let them have their candy, but also enlighten them that Halloween may not be just about candy, but it is also a very special day for those in the world that are Wiccan.
(For those of you on the EvBoard, you probably saw this post, but I figured I'd post it here as well, for those of you not on the EvBoard.)
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Think of it this way; if it were any of the major religions being exploited, there would be chaos. Wicca is a minority, I realize this. But that's no reason to not take the time to educate society of it's beliefs.
Personally, I am sick and tired of people finding out I'm Wiccan, then asking me to turn them into a frog, or not to cast an evil spell on them, or asking me if I worship the devil, etc... the list goes on and on. I was actually told once, while sweeping at my old apartment, "you're a witch, shouldn't you be cackling right now?" Now, that roommate was Jewish. How would he feel if I said, "you're Jewish, shouldn't you be spinning a Dreidel right now?" Both statements are unfounded and ignorant. But the different is I have the knowledge and respect to not mock other religions.
Sure, every now and then, you'll hear me make a snide comment about Catholicism. I was also raised Roman Catholic, so I have a little more insight, and what I say is not unfounded or untrue; it's my opinion on how I feel about the way the Catholic church works.
Let me get a few things straight here:
- I am a witch
- I practice witchcraft
- I have an altar
- I have a Book of Shadows (a witch's diary)
- I cast spells, and do rituals
- I worship nature
- I do NOT worship the devil
- I don't even BELIEVE in the devil. As stated in Blair Witch 2, that's a Christian concept.
- I don't cast evil spells. I can't. It's against my religious beliefs.
- I do NOT fly on a broomstick
- I do NOT wear a pointy hat
- I do NOT eat little children
Above is for those who are too ignorant to educate themselves on Wicca.
Now damnit, let's stop acting like Wicca is an evil religion, and educate the next generation.
Oct. 23rd, 2004 @ 08:12 pm
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ATTENTION ANYONE WHO HAS OR IS PLANNING ON INSTALLING WINDOWS XP SERVICE PACK 2: READ FIRST!!!
So. We get a bubble at the bottom of our screen in our little taskbar that says there are updates ready to install. So my godfather clicked on it, as he always does normally, and everything seems fine.
Until later that evening...
All of the sudden, our internet doesn't work. For any of the users. (There are 3.) Everyone's getting frustrated.
So, I, being a computer guru in training (thanks to Raymond), decide to see if there's anything I can do to help, after he tried reconnecting our network. (Which worked for a few hours...)
I did what he told me to do, but everything was looking fine. The network was set up correctly, so I was like "wtf? Let's see what else I can do..."
So I start clicking on things that mean nothing to me, but it looks important. Not uninstalling anything, or changing any "important looking" settings, but making sure everything was up to par.
Everything looks fine.
So, as a last resort, I decide to go into System Restore. It asks me when I would like to restore it back to, and all of the sudden, I see the problem. On Thursday, Windows XP Service Pack 2 was installed. That was the update my godfather installed.
In the words of Raymond, "DON'T TOUCH SP2 WITH A TEN FOOT POLE."
So, I figured, well if I restore the computer back to before we installed the SP2, everything will be kosher.
For some reason, we still didn't have internet. So, we decide to go back even further.
Everything is still not working properly. So, Raymond goes to Microsoft's website, and gets the information as to how to uninstall SP2.
I try everything it tells me to do, but everything I try, it says it cannot find the specified file. So, basically, SP2 is NOT on the computer anymore??
Now I'm confused...
So, I try calling Gateway, and it has it's own toll free number to call for people having problems with the Service Pack. There's one REAL big red flag there. So, I go to call the number, when all of the sudden, the little bubble in the toolbar comes up again, telling me there are updates to be installed.
So I quickly click the "X" to get rid of it, and voila! MSN Messenger is signing on. I have internet again.
The only thing I can think is that it took my slow ass computer a while to realize that it had been restored, and me clicking the "X" let the computer remember, "wait, we don't have the Service Pack anymore! We can work again!"
So, I went to "My Computer", right clicked, and went to Automatic Updates, and clicked "do not update." I'm keeping it that way until they fix all the glitches with the SP. (Thanks Mike for letting me know how to turn off auto updates!)
***So to all of you who have Windows XP, DO NOT INSTALL ANY UPDATES UNTIL MICROSOFT FIXES THE SERVICE PACK.*** If you've already installed updates, go to System Restore, and see if there was the SP installed. If it was, go back however many days you can before it was installed.
How to do a System Restore:
- Go to Start
- Click on All Programs
- Go to Accessories
- Go to System Tools
- Click on System Restore
It will walk you through the process from there. It should have a list of what has been updated for each day. If you see "Installed Windows Service Pack 2" anywhere, go back to the day before it was installed.
Granted, some people are not having problems with SP2. But a LOT are. So I figured I'd warn everyone, so you don't have to go through what I went through. Believe me, it's very frustrating.
Oct. 23rd, 2004 @ 03:43 pm
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1. Tell me one thing you love about me.
2. Tell me two things you love about yourself.
Then...
3. Look through the comments... when you see someone you know, tell them three things you love about them.
4. Do this in your journal so I can tell you what I love about YOU.
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I think this is the best one I've seen on LJ yet.
Oct. 22nd, 2004 @ 06:38 pm
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So, I've been working hard on the piano, trying to learn various Evanescence songs, so I can learn to play more intricately. A few of you heard my first attempt at recording Breathe No More, but I knew, like, the first 30 seconds of the song.
Well, I have learned more, and actually am starting to be able to play it without looking! (At least part of it...)
Anyhow, I still need to get the tempo down, but I thought I'd share my learnings:
Click here to hear me play!
Comments, suggestions, and opinions are all welcome.
I know I need work, but I'm very proud that it's been about 2 weeks working on this song, and this is what I have been able to learn. By ear.
Oct. 21st, 2004 @ 02:02 pm
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