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Jan. 30th, 2003 07:58 pmLots to say in this update. Lots of cuts. This will be long. You have been warned. :)
I could not possibly narrow this down to 10, so instead you are getting 12, in no particular order. And these are just the 12 that I own, nevermind the dozens more favourites that I don't own... the ones the librarians know I'll check out at least once a month, and are actually very considerate in sometimes holding a copy back for me. :) I love my library. Feel free to guess which books, and correct answers will be posted sometime before Monday or Tuesday.
1. "Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.
2. "So, have you split up now?"
3. It was starting to end, after what seemed most of eternity to me.
4. A wild, ringing neigh shrilled up from the hold of the Spanish galleon.
5. Aragorn sped on up the hill.
6. Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.
7. Jail is not as bad as you might imagine.
8. "You think you found somebody, so suddenly my program gets the ax?"
9. One day when Pooh Bear had nothing else to do, he thought he would do something, so he went round to Piglet's house to see what Piglet was doing.
10. When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
11. On Friday, June 12th, I woke up at six o'clock and no wonder; it was my birthday.
12. There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
There it is. Well, have a go at it. :)
Also, I've been given a great idea by Project626 (can't link to him for some reason... lj doesn't like me doing the friend's head icon link thingy...). And now, for your amusement, the
50 F/10 C= Those in Wisconsin run around naked, enjoying the warm weather. Houstonians are bundled up in the heaviest jackets they own and warn children to be careful of the "extreme cold" and not stay outside too long.
60 F/16 C= Canadians plant gardens. Houstonians don sweatshirts and sweaters, but feel no need for jackets. The heater is checked to make sure it's working properly.
70 F/21 C= Marylanders comment on the unseasonably warm weather. Houstonians double check the heater and cut back to long sleeve shirts and long pants.
80 F/27 C= Virginians fan themselves and have the air conditioner on full blast, drinking lots of cold drinks. Houstonians turn off the heat in their homes and businesses, some even wear short sleeves, but complain of the cool weather.
90 F/32 C= Heat waves are reported in the Carolinas. Houstonians turn on the air conditioner and wear short sleeves without complaining of the cold.
95 F/35 C= Children in Tennessee stay indoors to avoid heat stroke. Houstonians sit outside for picnic lunches to enjoy the unseasonably cool weather.
100 F/38 C= Beaches along the east coast are packed and swimming pools have to turn people away because they are too crowded. Houstonians begin to wear shorts.
105 F/41 C= Hospitals begin to treat people for heat stroke. Cities report daily deaths from the intense heat. Houstonians open windows and plant gardens.
110 F/43 C= Streets are deserted in the north. Businesses are closed. Houstonians enjoy outdoor weddings.
115 F/46 C= Satan walks around mistaking the US for hell because of the heat. Houstonians wave from their lawn parties and garage sales as he passes.
120 F/49 C= The US catches fire and burns from the intense heat of the sun. Houstonians bring their children inside from 11-2 for a rest and a short cool down, since it is starting to get a bit warm outside.
Perhaps I exagerated a bit... but not much. Fall weather for most people is what we get in November/December. Winter weather lasts about half of January, broken into a few days a piece at random intervals... sometimes extending into early February. Spring is from February to March, with a brief recurance around the end of October. Summer lasts from April to September/first half of October. Yeah. It really does. Don't believe me? Go ask Angua9. She lives in Houston. She knows what I mean.
Found out who started the massive
We found out who started it, why, and where. It was arson, not an accident. Some nutjob apparently thought the nice middle-eastern family living in the second apartment that burned was a group of underground terrorists. This nutjob thought he would do our *wonderful* President Bush a favour by "getting rid of those traitors" for him, saving him the investigation and helping the "war effort". So he fire bombed the apartment. Only he bombed the wrong one. He hit the neighbors, thinking the nice family lived there instead of next door, where they actually lived. The people that lived there discovered the upstairs of their apartment was on fire and ran around allerting neighbors. The nutjob just stood there laughing until the fire department and police showed up. Once the police came too, he ran across the street to another apartment complex where he was caught, questioned, and a trial was set for him. So far as I know, nobody was hurt seriously. I feel so bad. He hated and tried to kill a really nice family just because they imigrated from Iran. He destroyed everything they had, including all their religious possessions and the few family heirlooms they were allowed to bring with them, things that are very important to this family. They have no other family here and very little money. And this crazed man tried to kill them... for no good reason. He, in his own words, was trying to save this great nation, to help President Bush in his war against terrorism. He also, apparently, spent a great deal of time screaming at the police about how good the war would be once Bush could get past the red tape and "destroy the bastards" and what a glorious victory it will be for the US, the "daddy of all nations, the most powerful of all" the nation where "nobody better ever mess with us again, cause we'll show 'em, cause they'll lose." Um... it's a war. Everybody loses. :( It makes me sad to know that people actually think this, though most don't go to the extremes this man did. I feel sick just thinking about what he did, what others do every single day in the name of the USA. My god, what has this world come to?
There were other things I wanted to say. At the moment, I can't for the life of me seem to remember what they were. More later, if I remember.
I could not possibly narrow this down to 10, so instead you are getting 12, in no particular order. And these are just the 12 that I own, nevermind the dozens more favourites that I don't own... the ones the librarians know I'll check out at least once a month, and are actually very considerate in sometimes holding a copy back for me. :) I love my library. Feel free to guess which books, and correct answers will be posted sometime before Monday or Tuesday.
1. "Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents," grumbled Jo, lying on the rug.
2. "So, have you split up now?"
3. It was starting to end, after what seemed most of eternity to me.
4. A wild, ringing neigh shrilled up from the hold of the Spanish galleon.
5. Aragorn sped on up the hill.
6. Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways.
7. Jail is not as bad as you might imagine.
8. "You think you found somebody, so suddenly my program gets the ax?"
9. One day when Pooh Bear had nothing else to do, he thought he would do something, so he went round to Piglet's house to see what Piglet was doing.
10. When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
11. On Friday, June 12th, I woke up at six o'clock and no wonder; it was my birthday.
12. There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
There it is. Well, have a go at it. :)
Also, I've been given a great idea by Project626 (can't link to him for some reason... lj doesn't like me doing the friend's head icon link thingy...). And now, for your amusement, the
50 F/10 C= Those in Wisconsin run around naked, enjoying the warm weather. Houstonians are bundled up in the heaviest jackets they own and warn children to be careful of the "extreme cold" and not stay outside too long.
60 F/16 C= Canadians plant gardens. Houstonians don sweatshirts and sweaters, but feel no need for jackets. The heater is checked to make sure it's working properly.
70 F/21 C= Marylanders comment on the unseasonably warm weather. Houstonians double check the heater and cut back to long sleeve shirts and long pants.
80 F/27 C= Virginians fan themselves and have the air conditioner on full blast, drinking lots of cold drinks. Houstonians turn off the heat in their homes and businesses, some even wear short sleeves, but complain of the cool weather.
90 F/32 C= Heat waves are reported in the Carolinas. Houstonians turn on the air conditioner and wear short sleeves without complaining of the cold.
95 F/35 C= Children in Tennessee stay indoors to avoid heat stroke. Houstonians sit outside for picnic lunches to enjoy the unseasonably cool weather.
100 F/38 C= Beaches along the east coast are packed and swimming pools have to turn people away because they are too crowded. Houstonians begin to wear shorts.
105 F/41 C= Hospitals begin to treat people for heat stroke. Cities report daily deaths from the intense heat. Houstonians open windows and plant gardens.
110 F/43 C= Streets are deserted in the north. Businesses are closed. Houstonians enjoy outdoor weddings.
115 F/46 C= Satan walks around mistaking the US for hell because of the heat. Houstonians wave from their lawn parties and garage sales as he passes.
120 F/49 C= The US catches fire and burns from the intense heat of the sun. Houstonians bring their children inside from 11-2 for a rest and a short cool down, since it is starting to get a bit warm outside.
Perhaps I exagerated a bit... but not much. Fall weather for most people is what we get in November/December. Winter weather lasts about half of January, broken into a few days a piece at random intervals... sometimes extending into early February. Spring is from February to March, with a brief recurance around the end of October. Summer lasts from April to September/first half of October. Yeah. It really does. Don't believe me? Go ask Angua9. She lives in Houston. She knows what I mean.
Found out who started the massive
We found out who started it, why, and where. It was arson, not an accident. Some nutjob apparently thought the nice middle-eastern family living in the second apartment that burned was a group of underground terrorists. This nutjob thought he would do our *wonderful* President Bush a favour by "getting rid of those traitors" for him, saving him the investigation and helping the "war effort". So he fire bombed the apartment. Only he bombed the wrong one. He hit the neighbors, thinking the nice family lived there instead of next door, where they actually lived. The people that lived there discovered the upstairs of their apartment was on fire and ran around allerting neighbors. The nutjob just stood there laughing until the fire department and police showed up. Once the police came too, he ran across the street to another apartment complex where he was caught, questioned, and a trial was set for him. So far as I know, nobody was hurt seriously. I feel so bad. He hated and tried to kill a really nice family just because they imigrated from Iran. He destroyed everything they had, including all their religious possessions and the few family heirlooms they were allowed to bring with them, things that are very important to this family. They have no other family here and very little money. And this crazed man tried to kill them... for no good reason. He, in his own words, was trying to save this great nation, to help President Bush in his war against terrorism. He also, apparently, spent a great deal of time screaming at the police about how good the war would be once Bush could get past the red tape and "destroy the bastards" and what a glorious victory it will be for the US, the "daddy of all nations, the most powerful of all" the nation where "nobody better ever mess with us again, cause we'll show 'em, cause they'll lose." Um... it's a war. Everybody loses. :( It makes me sad to know that people actually think this, though most don't go to the extremes this man did. I feel sick just thinking about what he did, what others do every single day in the name of the USA. My god, what has this world come to?
There were other things I wanted to say. At the moment, I can't for the life of me seem to remember what they were. More later, if I remember.