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September 22nd, 2003


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10:03 am
So I don't really post anything about myself anymore.

Hi journal! it's me, ry. remember me?
Life has been good lately. I'm not in financial straits anymore, so that feels AMAZING. was finally able to spend money on a computer part (new monitor) that wasn't necessary or a replacement.
I have a job, it ain't great, but it pays the bills as they say. Helpdesk is boooring.
Meg and I are getting along well, no complaints there. She just had a weekend in Portland recently, sounds like a marvelous city. I wanna see the northwest sometime.
This past year has whipped by. there was nothing to break it up into chunks. no christmas break, no summer job, no exciting back to school... just the seasons changing. I've been living with meg in philly for almost a full year now, will be a full year in a little over a month. The winter's creeping up on us again, seems like just a little while ago I was shoveling out my car. Summer flew by, sick relatives and never enough time to do what we wanted to. I didn't go swimming once, quite sad.
I've put on a lot of weight in the past year, hopefully I can lose it again.
My sister's engaged, Beefamato's engaged, cousin pete's married, I'm not and we're in no rush.
Meg's applying to grad school, we're waiting on that to see where we'll be for the next bunch of years. lots of conflicting emotions there for both of us, it's going to be an interesting event no matter what that outcome is. we'll either stay in philly and probably try to buy a house, or move somewhere interesting and pretty much start new lives there. Craziness either way. it all feels so... adult.

We had a conversation about adulthood the other day. we ran into some young girls - 15-18 age range - on the street and had a strange interaction. (Meg says I got hit on, I think I just got hit.) I think they thought we were grownups. very very strange.
We don't get carded for alcohol anymore, well I should say rarely. and then it's only where they're carding everyone, or it's the 80 year old guy at the licker store who can't tell the ages of anyone under 50.
but we're not growed up. not not not. But if I were still under 18, I'd look at me and meg and say "eww. you're all growed up. stupid adults..."
I don't wanna be growed up.

and I've strayed hopelessly off topic, so i'll shush now.
mood: music in my head
music: dirty vegas - days go by [and still I think of you]

(11 bits of drivel | babble incoherently)

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From:jimmi_obadger
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:24 am (UTC)
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This is even less on-topic than your ramblings, but i was wondering why you don't capitalize your name. I'm fascinated by the politics and social conventions and language games and stories of codified typos and laziness surrounding the capitalization of nouns and pronouns in general, and well... you almost always capitalize I, so it stood out up there.
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From:inahandbasket
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:34 am (UTC)
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I never really capitalize my name. it's just my name.
however, I is capitalized, cause if you don't capitalize it then it's not a word, it's just a letter. ;o)

i remember when I first decided not to capitalize my name. it was early in college. I still can't quite define why I don't, but it just feels more right in lower case.
If I'm writing my full name, Ry Strohm-Herman, I always capitalize. if I'm just writing ry, I rarely capitalize. It mostly has to do with whether or not I'm refering to myself in a formal sense. When I'm writing e-mails, if I don't know the person I'm writing to I capitalize Ry even if I'm leaving off the last name. If I know the person, I usually sign it -ry or -me.
It's definitely a formality/familiarity thing. Ry sounds too big for 'lil 'ole me unless it's in a business sense, or somewhere else that I'm trying to impress people/get a raise.
My friends call my ry, my boss calls me Ry.

(I'm gonna post this in my journal now. heh.)
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From:oceanic
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:36 am (UTC)
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I refuse to acknowledge the logic of this whole "growed up" thing. I'll be 23 in two weeks, and I feel like my age is a disobedient hamster that has gotten away from me ("get back here, you bastard!" *chase*).
Come live near meee! That's my unselfish plea, of course. :)
Wow. Meg and Ry buying a house? I'm spooked (which I originally spelled "soppoked" for some reason). Why do I see you two canning preserves on the back porch of a rambling fixer-upper somewhere? :)
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From:jimmi_obadger
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:40 am (UTC)
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*grin* You should have seen them a few weekends ago, canning preserves in the kitchen of a not-so-rambling fixer upper. Oh, the mess. Tomatoes everywhere.

They still haven't come to collect their spoils of war. Erm... nine quarts of tomatoes.
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From:inahandbasket
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:44 am (UTC)
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yeah, we needs to get us some tomatoes.
and some knifs. we're missing two of our favorite knifs.
was going to swing by this weekend, but you said you were way busy this weekend so we didn't bug ya. ;o)
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From:jimmi_obadger
Date:September 22nd, 2003 09:04 am (UTC)
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You should definitely come collect those knives. In fact, it's probably a really bad idea to ever accidentally leave anything at our house unless you want it to communalized and abused. I found one of them on the front porch yesterday morning. It was embedded in a case of toilet paper. I'm still trying to figure out what the toilet paper or the knife did to deserve this.

Tangent, because i am good at those. I once hung my favorite pair of socks up to dry in the rafters at Raven's house. One of them made it back with me. The other, i am sure, is languishing, sadly fuzzy, at the bottom of the house's commie sock bin.
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From:oceanic
Date:September 22nd, 2003 09:02 am (UTC)
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Man, I'd like me some of them spoils. :)
From:patashoqua
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:37 am (UTC)
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Luckily you and Meg are both full of glee and wonder and the universe, and that kind of balances out the stupid-adultness of it all.
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From:inahandbasket
Date:September 22nd, 2003 08:45 am (UTC)
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I wish that were true.
My joints creak when I stand up and my back hurts now and then. I feel like a dolt. or an adult. whatever. *sigh*
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From:jimmi_obadger
Date:September 22nd, 2003 09:58 am (UTC)
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Oh, honey. If aches and creaks were all the criteria there were, i'd'a been all grown-up ten years ago.

We need a sleepover. With bubbles and cartoons and pajamas and coloring. And maybe blanket forts.
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From:prosicated
Date:September 22nd, 2003 04:54 pm (UTC)
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yes please.
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