I can’t remember whether I wrote anything yesterday or not. I’m pretty sure that I haven’t today.

Just popping in to say that I’m still here. I’m working on moving the site over to the new host. Next on my list is tackling the greymatter move.. I have a bad feeling about this.

I have stuff I want to write. I have lots of stuff I want to write. There are about four journal entries floating around in my brain at the moment, but I’m just not in the right frame of mind to get them out right now. I do have to do a collab today.

Wow that was fast. Since I signed up for the new host pretty late in the afternoon on a Friday, I wasn’t expecting to actually get account info until sometime next week. Surprise, surprise - I get up this morning (yes, I’m afraid I did sleep in until eleven) and check my email and there it is. Account information. Happy me. I’m off to play.

There’s a new entry up in the journal.

It’s done. I signed up for new webspace. I’m not sure if I will actually make the switch or not, but I probably will. I really can’t afford what I have been paying for hosting.

I’ve got a month to decide before they won’t give me my money back. I also just paid for three months of hosting at the current host (bad timing, I should have waited ’till closer to the end of the paid for period before signing up for a new one.. but I didn’t want to.), so I’m not going to cancel there right away in case I want to switch back.

Now I just have to wait for them to set up my account and send me the info.. and then there will be lots of FTPing. Oh horrors. And I’ve got to figure out how to get greymatter over there.. I’ll have to install it on the new place, and I believe there is a patch or addon available to incorporate the older entries. Or I might just switch over to moveable type. Or one of the others. I’ll have to look into it.

On a separate note, and I believe I do mean note, I can’t hear the word “because” without thinking of the Wizard of Oz. “because, because, because, becase, becaaauuuuse of all the wonderful things he does.”

Off to the gym. I really don’t feel like going.. but I need to be strict with myself. I hate being human.

I’m thinking of moving my site to here.

Many dances for joy! Pamie is back. And she’s written a book!!!

I’ve missed Squishy terribly. I still haven’t found a replacement place to hang out since she took the forums down. Nothing else is quite the same. No forums this time, but still it is _very_ good to see her back.

I cried when she shut Squishy down a year ago. Really. I did.

Also, in my cleaning up of my journal I removed all occurances (at least I think that I got them all) of my domain email address. My persephone06@yahoo.com address is still listed on all of the older pages.. but I don’t care if that one gets spammed. I put links to a page with formmail in place of occurances of the newer address.. please, if you love me, jump over there and use one to send me an email. Then use the address over here to email me again to let me know you sent me an email with formmail so that I can make sure it really works. I know it’s a lot of work.. but I want help testing.. and I’ll love you forever if you do.

Now I just need to get rid of my email address over here..

M. just brought me home a sandwich from Tim Hortons for dinner. Yum. Happy me.

Now he’s kicking me off the computer because he wants to use it. *pout*

That wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. I had entertained visions of reorganizing my file structure into something that made sense.. but decided that was too complicated. Instead I just changed a bunch of links (thank goodness for extended search and replace) and now everything seems to work.. mostly.

Anyhow, all of my journal archives back to November 1999 are now back online. There were only a few entires prior to that date.. I’ll try and restore them later.

Wow. I used to write in the journal a lot more than I do now.. I guess that is partly because of the blog, but I hardly wrote anything during the first half of last year, and there was no blog then. I suppose I must have had a life for a short time.

I also noticed that I posted a heck of a lot more pictures in my early entries.

Now this is a little disturbing. The earliest journal entires in my folder of older entries are from November of 1999. What happened to October and the few entries I wrote before then? I don’t think that they are lost for good.. they are probably still on teleport (where this journal was originally) or, if not there, I know they are on one of the computers at my parents place in Portland. But still. It’s annoying. I can’t figure out why they aren’t with all the other files.

It’s cleanup time for the journal.

I just FTPd the entire mess back onto my hard drive.. now I’ve just got to make some sense of it. Perhaps I will even be able to get the long-lost older archives back online.

Yeesh. This is not going to be much fun.

This blog won’t be affected.. but I have plans for it later.

Your Likelihood of Committing Murder is -21%

If you have a score of 0 or Below: You are the perfect being. Any psychotic tendencies you may possess are neatly balanced by you desire to help others and your devotion to the lord above. Well you could be an excellent human being, but you’re most likely in denial. Try the test again, and try to tell the truth this time. If you still get a score of 0 then you may very well be the savior of the entire human race.

Savior of the human race. I like that. I guess I’ll have to cancel my afternoon killing spree.

Wait? Devotion to the lord above? I think not. See previous entry with me jumping for joy because the pledge of allegiance with “under God” has been ruled unconstitutional.

Off to the gym now.

Yay. Yay, yay, yay. “For the first time ever, a federal appeals court declared the Pledge of Allegiance unconstitutional Wednesday because of the words “under God” added by Congress in 1954.”

I used to cross my fingers behind my back when it came time to say the pledge of allegiance in grade school. If you cross your fingers it makes the lie okay, the lie right, because you’re acknowedging it. You know it’s a lie. At least you’re only lying out loud when you cross your fingers.. not to yourself. And because it’s an out. Anyone could happen to spy the crossed fingers and so know the lie. It’s not quite such a lie when you give a clue to the untruth.

I crossed my fingers behind my back because my words were a lie. “I pledge allegiance to […] one nation under God.” How can I pledge allegiance to a nation under a God I don’t believe in? How can I pledge allegiance to a nation that tries to make me worship a God that probably doesn’t exist?

Crossing my fingers for “one nation under God” was a joke to me back then. I did it because it was funny to lie with your fingers crossed behind your back. When I was seven years old I didn’t understand separation of church and state, but something struck me as vaguely wrong about the words anyway. And so I crossed my fingers behind my back and cringed and laughed.

Now it seems so much more serious. A few simple words that reveal so much about how the state still tries to push religion onto innocent children, despite parents who profess different beliefs.

From the article:

The appeals said that when President Eisenhower signed the legislation inserting “under God” after the words “one nation,” he wrote that “millions of our schoolchildren will daily proclaim in every city and town, every village and rural schoolhouse, the dedication of our nation and our people to the Almighty.”

I make no dedication to any Almighty, and so any dedication I made to our nation must thus have been a lie. A few short words turn the whole into untruth.

This ruling makes me happy. I’m Canadian for the time being anyway, but I really want to move back to the states before I have children, and I don’t want my children to be subjected to religion in the guise of patriotism.

Oh, I’m sure the conservatives are going to throw a fit over this one. Let them. In the meantime, I will dance.

Hee hee hee. A friend just sent me this URL through AIM. Dancing Bush. It’s great.

Now Judy is playing the google game.

Speaking of google, for some reason whenever I go to google.com it automatically sends me to google.ca. I guess it must be able to tell that I am Canadian from my IP address or something.. and thinks that the Canadian version would do me better. Not that I can really tell the difference between the two.

Yes. Real life. Headed back to it now.

I’ve got Beatles “All You Need is Love” stuck in my head. Oh well, at least I like that song. It’s much better than yesterday when I had Celine Dion stuck in my head all day. I was going around asking people to shoot me to put me out of my misery.

Um yes. I was going to go do real life stuff. Real life - what’s that again?

I’m bored. Oh, I have plenty of things that I *should* be doing.. but they all involve getting off the computer, and I don’t want to. So I am playing the latest google game again - this time with my real first name. Am I pathetic or what?

I try to keep my actual name off my website to avoid people I know IRL from finding it in search engines (it’s not that uncommon of a name, but M. found my journal from it once back when I used my real name), so I’m replacing it with **. It probably wouldn’t be too hard for you to figure out what it is by doing google searches on my results if you wanted, or you could be nice and leave me my modicum of privacy.

Anyway..

** is a four letter word

** is a fantastic role model for people of all ages

** is no exception

** is the most talented left-handed batsman

** is framed for the murder of her mentor Von-Croy (yeah, like a good portion of you won’t figure out my name from that one)

** is surprised her deleted spreads so far (um, ick. The deleted word was four letters and started with a “c” and ended with a “t”, but I’m trying to avoid turning up in search engines for those sorts of searches. Ick. And again, ick.

** is tough, beautiful, intelligent, and physically fit with a killer instinct (I like that one)

** is a first grader now

** is a Limited Edition cold-cast porcelain sculpture measuring approximately 9″ tall

** is not suitable for infant classes

** is so cool (hee hee. another one I like.)

** is back

** is now public

** is national organization

** is synthetic

** is exciting, vibrant, energetic and dynamic

And I think that I will end on that note. Off to do something or another in the real world.

Now Jenn is playing the Google game.

I’ve written about the feeling of coming out of a really good book many times, but I can never really seem to capture the feeling. Bara, on the other hand, does it beautifully. Why can’t I say things like that?

As for the other bit, the bit about John Ashcroft, oh my God. I haven’t seen anything about that in the news, but then that shouldn’t surprise me since I haven’t been paying much attention to the news lately. Hmm… vibrators a threat to national security. Crazy world.

Personally, I agree with Heather. He must be full of shit. Of course somebody would try to use fear of terrorism to gain their fifteen minutes of fame, it was bound to happen, but I still just don’t get it. Sure, he gets quite a bit of attention for a short time.. but what’s the point?

Why do people do stuff like this?

I always love lists like this. From Jess, the differences a hundred years make.