Archive for March, 2004

Thursday | March 11, 2004



Done.

Written at 8:37 pm by Tora in   |   Listening to “Journey to China” from The Red Violin OST
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Finally finished something. Which would be the FoxTrot fl. I’m not very happy with it but it’s up and functioning so I can work on other things. Namely The Turtle Moves which will be back up in a few hours. I’m coding the layout right now, need to rework the buttons and members codes. I just want the fanlisting back up and functioning, I can’t keep putting off because I want a bunch of book information. For now, I’ll get the fanlisting back up and then next week I’ll scan my loverly The Last Hero book I got a few months ago, make a bunch more codes because I barely have any for the witches and none for Rincewind or the other wizards and that’s just sad. And then after that I’ll see about series information. So much to do…



Wednesday | March 10, 2004



I want to go back to bed

Written at 10:09 am by Tora in   |   Listening to the damn birds singing
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I just had a really weird dream which is pointless to say since all dreams are weird. I think it started off in this parking lot, no parking garage on the ramp and my mother was with me, behind me closer to the stairs and elevator on the lower part of the ramp. I didn’t want her to be there because I feared for her. I was facing off cats. That’s right, a bunch of normal-sized domesticated housecats, one by one. And it was like I was the only one. I kept telling Mom to stay behind me because I knew the freaky little cats wouldn’t hesitate attacking her like they were me. I distinctly remember one of the cats being white. I faced them one at a time like I said so I didn’t see any others when the one was out. None of them looked like my cats. They hissed like crazy looking vicious and ready to jump on me.

I had gone through a few of them and I’m not sure what happened next. I think my mom was gone and instead it was two teenage girls, probably 16 or something with light brown hair and spahgetti for brains. I was even more freaked out, they couldn’t get in front of me, they had to get out of there or I couldn’t protect them. In fact I kept yelling at them to go get me help, tell a particular someone what was happening. They were idiots and not comprehending the importance of the situation so I said fuck it to the last cat and dragged them to the stairs entrance.

The flight of stairs were brown with gold walls or some such, the girls weren’t with me anymore and I kept looking for someone. I knew my mom was behind me just somewhere. I’m lost on the order of events but I think the next thing was I saw some help through a level doorway into the building. It was that guy from Mallrats, Jeremy London, surrounded by fangirls and press. I don’t know why I thought he could help me but I knew he wouldn’t believe me or listen long enough to be convinced though he was just a few feet shy of the doorway and I certainly tried. I saw Patrick Stewart somewhere further back… o.O

I was back on the stairwell going ever higher and the steps underneath disappeared and I was hanging on to this… wooden crisscross fence type thing that was lying flat above. I think I grabbed it before the stairs ever left my feet. Behind me was Monte, one of my ex-co-workers, the produce guy who I don’t particularly agree with about entertainment and politics but who’s a really nice guy and just had his gallbladder removed because of gallstones (real life, I visited the other day). To my left side was Roger I think, one of my ex-bosses who was always teasing me, the quiet one, and making me smile and start teasing back. And they were encouraging me and I hung there not worried about falling at all but worried about saving the damn world. I pulled myself up (which I could so not do in real life) and soon enough I was out in the open, on the street. There was a lot of gray… I walked to a gas station, did something real quick but I’ve forgotten what and turned to look at everybody walking around. Then I raised my hand and yelled getting everybody’s attention. I don’t know if I continued to yell, screaming at them to run and hide or if I appealed to a few sensible people. But soon enough anybody still staring at me like I grew a second head was pulled by someone else into a building and I was alone.

I just returned from my human geography class. I don’t remember much else of the dream. I think the cats came to fight me in town but weren’t really cats anymore but human shaped white thingies or something. I have no idea. What did Bonnie say cats in dreams mean? Maybe my dreaming I’m the only one who can fight the cats reflects on my issues of dealing with things on my own. If I don’t find us a new place to live, we’re not going to get a new place because I can’t depend on Mom or Kristin for that. I have to do it, I have to get the ball rolling and do what I’m supposed to.

And yet when I drove to class this morning it was, and is, so damn gorgeous out I had this urge to keep driving to the coast and sit and enjoy nature. I haven’t done that in so long… No time or gas money for it now though. :(



Sunday | March 7, 2004



I feel sooooo lazy today

Written at 8:04 pm by Tora in   |   Listening to “Time is Running Out” by Muse
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Last night, I stayed up until 3 working on the Foxtrot fanlisting, got through editing the coding, making new buttons, uploading them in the database, and started on the layout. But I got too tired to concentrate on the tediousness of erasing. I didn’t actually turn off my bedroom light until 6am because although very tired, I desperately wanted to read some sort of non-cheesy interesting romance, happy ending or not. So I grabbed the two fantasy adult fairy tale collections and Northanger Abbey. I had forgotten how cool Henry Tilney is. Oh dear god, it’s Ruffi the Raffi knockoff on Simpsons. Ehhh I’ll write a better entry tomorrow…



Thursday | March 4, 2004



You gotta watch this

Written at 5:49 pm by Tora in   |   Listening to the voices in my head
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Lord of the Rings fans have got to watch this. So fucking hilarious.





Ahhhhhhh

Written at 5:34 pm by Tora in   |   Listening to “C’mon C’mon” by the Von Bondies
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Oooooooooooooh my god, I lost all my databases for six hours there. I had saved the guestbook and fanbase both on BTN and MF on February 16th but I’ve edited some of them quite a bit since then. I hadn’t saved the HD database with all the emails of people interested in a new H/D nor all the domain info like the fun reads and my owned stuff. Oooooooh that was scary. I don’t know if was a response by Netrillium to my Wordpress script or what but they just said “the MySQL connection is back” and voila, there are my databases. I think I’ll be making backups two or three times a week now…



Wednesday | March 3, 2004



And back…

Written at 11:35 pm by Tora in   |   Listening to “I’m Shakin” by Rooney
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So did you miss me? Stop laughing. Well I was going to put BTN back up sooner but I decided to forget the Daniel Quinn-esque large horizontal layout that I made over a year ago that I was gonna use after reading more about CSS and finally understanding what I wasn’t doing with css and jumped to tableless coding. I’m in love! Tableless layouts are amazing. A List Apart is so helpful. I’m such a sucker for pastel rainbows and wanted a unique H/D layout. Everybody and their dog would have a PoA layout but I’m the only one with the picture above. Or at least it’s not in any HP gallery anywhere on the net.

Now I’ll be working on signing up with all my past cliques and rings in case I’m not on there, and putting up the joined listings. Of course, I’ll have to figure out how I’m configuring the listings, I want subcategories on some of them, hmm…

Ah yes, I completely forgot what else I was going to post. Damnit. Something I wanted to add… Aha! Jen and I are having an Alan Rickman marathon on Friday, yay! She’s a huge AR nut where as I really really like him, love him, but then I love a lot of actors. Johnny Depp, Edward Norton, Cate Blanchett, Liam Neeson, Christina Ricci, and so on. We’re certainly not watching Die Hard, I will never sink to that, or Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, it hasn’t been enough years for that. But I can cook our dinner during Dogma because I just watched that a month with all the extra stuff *squees dvd special edition* and I so want to watch Sense and Sensibility again, I just wish he was in it more. Jen hasn’t seen Galaxy Quest and I think we’ll be renting several others we haven’t seen like Rasputin(mm Ian Mckellan), Mesmer, Blow Dry, and Truly Madly Deeply. Harry Potter is its own marathon for PoA…

After that I think we need a Johnny Depp marathon because I haven’t seen half his movies. I’ve got the ones I have watched frozen in my brain nearly frame by frame so we really don’t need them in the marathon… ¬_¬ The idea of an Ed Norton marathon pops to my head but his movies are always so drastically heavy I’m really not in the mood to watch any of them again right now.



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