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Punctuation doesn't have to rhyme [10 Jan 2007|06:58am]

I guess all of us have been so involved with larger issues for the last 3 years (!) that none of us have had time to post here. Since I no longer belong to any grammar groups, I decided this was the place for a post about grammar minutiae:

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[26 Aug 2004|03:00pm]
Just wanted to let you all know about an awsome community called sexy_domestics.
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Inaugral. [14 Feb 2004|08:44pm]

[ mood | contemplative ]

I have almost an obsessive need to use salad forks when eating. Conversely, I am often uncomfortable in restaurants and friends' homes when they only have one size fork that I deem too large to fit into my hand. I've used a salad fork with my entire meal for a long, long while now and have noticed that, more often than not, people are just using a regularly sized dinner fork for everything. I'm not sure if I would use a salad fork for salad alone if I had a comfortably sized dinner fork, but I know I'd be scrutinizing the design otherwise.

I look forward to moving out and taking my matching set of silverware with me.

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Cat collars [27 Jan 2004|08:53pm]

I just linked here from elsewhere so we should make it look less dead. ;)

This seemed like a good time to talk about pet collars.

Cat collars are compulsory here unless a cat is micro chipped. Bells are good idea if there are any native birds around.

I have read a lot of fascinating things about dog collars, specially electric dog collars that kill dogs, but never owned a dog so someone who knows can maybe describe those..

Anyway.. pet collars, anyone?
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Nonsense [05 Dec 2003|12:06pm]

I started a nonsense message board. It has only me on it. One whole member! Now that is nonsensical:)
So if you like nonsense or know anyone who likes nonsense, its at http://pub117.ezboard.com/bnonsense
It is for inoffensive nonsense.

I'm allowed to spam this community cos I'm moderator- how cool is that!
If you want an LJ community, and I think you might r_u_smort is just the ticket. It is verry smort and cleva, and only offensive on alternate Tuesdays.
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[27 Jul 2003|04:55am]

A serious database of disappearing femmes...
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Garments as room decoration. [27 Jul 2003|12:25pm]

I used to have a really cool suit that my grandma had pre-owned for many decades. I only got to wear it twice on account of me getting too big, but I had it in on my wall as art for ever so long. It was made in the earlier days of artifical fabrics and was dark green and bubbly-bobbly, sort of like a really strange plastic sofa cover. Only not quite plastic.
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Fork Challenge [14 Jul 2003|02:41pm]

hey everybody tell me five things about forks!
you know those things with prongs or tines or whatever!
Can you do it?:)
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Pillows [26 Jun 2003|12:36am]

[ mood | confused ]

Am I missing the boat here? Why do people pile a ton of pillows on their bed when they make it then when the go to bed they throw them all off? Is there a use for them I don't know about?

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Taken out of it's dusty box [22 Jun 2003|04:23pm]

[ mood | drained ]

I have finally used my iron of ten years.

To pull candle wax out of my carpet.

It's still not been used to actually iron, or at least not by me.

But I knew it'd come in handy some day, and that paper bag and iron trick worked so well that it made me feel all good inside. :)

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Stylish [20 Jun 2003|05:28pm]

when I was a shiftworker I lived in a house that was stylish.. sort of:)It was absolutely amazing. It was the days when I rushed home to watch they oung ones.. 80s..

green carpet marone red check curtains orange plastic(vynil? it was quite hard and old, from the 50s)lounge, marone wall hangings black speaker sblue..purple. ..lime.. imagine it, all together
and the whole ceiling covered in a huge fish net. I forget the exact colours now, maybe it was a green lounge and blue check curtains.. the wall hanging was marone in various shades, and the net was black for sure. Ill ask teal if she remembers. Why oh why didnt we take photos:)>

I fully realise that in these days that would not fly:)

It was fun. I get so sad that the young I meet these days cant seem to have fun like we did without drugs. That makes me very, very old!! lol. Cos i remember feeling that *Exact* same way about my contemporaries! So it wasnt that different, just we were!
Im 39.

I didnt wantto blunder in ont he other thread.. but i wondered.. whatsthe weirdest place youve lived that way?
My parents used to have those neon orange kicthen curtains? anyone remember those?

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[19 Jun 2003|11:47pm]

[ mood | ecstatic ]

Hi, I just joined the community, and I'm already entranced by it. People who find pleasure in the tiny things in life? This is the place for me!

I've just recently begun to move into my new apartment (which is actually the other half of the duplex that my family owns--it's still mine, and I will be paying rent), and in the process of moving my things over there, and redistributing them in several rooms (instead of just one, the way they have been), I've spent a great deal of time pondering the littlest details of my decor.

Curtains trouble me. Should I invest in floor length twill, or single panel sheers? Would a long scarf draped casually over the curtain rod and trailing down to the floor disturb the dark simplicity of the living room? I stand in the drapery section of my local department store and stare at the assortment: panels, drapes, tie backs, tab-tops, scarves, swags. All in either very neutral colors, or black or burgandy (which is fine since those are some of the colors in my decor). It seems there should be a larger selection though... there cannot possibly be, in that single aisle, enough drapery to suit the varied styles of every individual who buys their drapery there. But if there were more...

I can't begin to describe the panic and excitment that come over me at the thought of MORE kinds of drapery to choose from.

When the pressure to pick becomes unbearable and the prices begin to tally in my head, I shut down and head for the material department, in hopes that I'll find (for only $1.00 a yard!) a cheaper substitute fabric that I can then make into curtains myself. This is, after all, my first apartment, and no one expects it to look like it was put together by an interior designer (except me!).

Entering the material department sets my pulse racing: they're having a sale on decorator fabrics!

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[09 Jun 2003|09:36am]

Silence is a lie, an object of my imagination, a craving. Silence is a porous desire bulging all too frequently of pointless chatter and noise - a landfill of wasted thought, voice, and reason. It's existence is short lived, like the darkness between each firefly. Silence is the vehicle to appreciate previously unnoticed sounds and colors of the vibrant world. Crash.

I'm new. Hello to you all.
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Lip Balm Addiction [01 Jun 2003|12:18am]

I am not addicted to lipbalm.

I get coldsores on my mouth sometimes. Not very often thank goodness. My grangma gave them to me when I was in my late teens or something. I take l-lysne a lot to stop from getting them, and luckily this also reduces my FM pain. If I cant afford zorivax or whatever its called I just ignore it. They take the same time to heal.
Everytime I use lipstick, new from the shop, unopened. I get a coldsore. Bummer.

I dont like the feeling of slimy stuff on my lips so I dont use lip balm. Do you use lip balm?

At one stage both my children constantly were getting sore dry lips. I couldnt work it out. My mother was secretly addicting them to lip balm!!! I explained about it to her and she respecte dmy wishes, and they no longer get dry lips. *phew*. Talk about starting them young!


you can read all about the chapstick conspiracy!!:):)

the lip balm dependence site was all the rage seven years ago:)

Lip Balm Anonymous Presents:
Is Lip Balm Addictive?
1. To devote or surrender (oneself) to something habitually or obsessively.
2. To cause (a person) to become physiologically dependent on a drug.
Webster's New Collegiate Dictionary, 1981.
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Satisfaction [30 May 2003|07:00pm]

[ mood | accomplished ]

Don't you love the feeling you get after you successfully (even halfway successfully) completed a complicated dish that you've been wanting to try for a while? I just finished making eggplant parmesan and even though it could be better, I feel so accomplished!

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Oh, how I long for a coat rack [29 May 2003|06:33pm]

[ mood | mellow ]

In a home as disorganized as ours, there are many things which have no place. Old boxes stay in corners for months at a time before someone grudgingly pushes them down the basement stairs and then someone else drags them off the ever-growing pile of empty cardboard boxes in the basement - just waiting to be used the next time that we move, provided they aren't too soggy from the basement's damp atmosphere.
Boxes of canned soda, and plastic containers of bottled soda find their homes against the wall in the living room. We all drink our soda warm, and there is no room for such things in our refridgerator anyway. Dozens of books don't fit the mere three book shelves in the dinning room, and find themselves piled up in corners here and there. Electronic parts of all kinds get stashed away against the walls wherever they fit, and now a large futon mattress sleeps in the middle of our dinning room floor, serving as a guest bed/cat fight arena. Plastic bags, which seem to self-multiply, float dangerously about in the kitchen.

Being the lone organizer of the household, I try my best to at least keep such piles from overflowing into walkways or taking up precious sitting places and much needed flat surfaces.
But some things get used so freqently that they don't stay in one place for very long. Shoes are one example. Shoes tend to hang out in the front doorway, but can be found lingering in other places about the abode.
Another example is coats. Coats, jackets, hooded sweaters, scarves, umbrellas, backpacks - all of these things end up strewn about everywhich way in the house. Sometimes they are picked up again within a day to be used once more, but sometimes they lie around for long periods of time, not having any closet or dresser space free to be put away into. In the summer, somehow, these things find their ways stuck far back into corners and at the bottom of large piles, so they are less visible. But in Wisconsin, we have short summers.
September - May there is need for some kind of covering most days, even be it a light, zip-up, sweatshirt.

If we had a coat rack, I often muse, there would be places for all of these jackets and things. We could leave it by the front doot and simply fling our coats and mittens at it on our way into the warmth of the house. During the dead of winter, the warmest could be the top layer, nestling themselves into the inner layer during the spring and fall seasons. In summer, we'd ignore the coat rack altogether, but the jackets would be there, all the same, awaiting colder weather.

Such a simple piece of wood or metal, wouldn't take up too much room, could make a world of difference in this chaotic, disheveled home.

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handbag hooks [19 May 2003|01:51pm]

On the back of the cubicle doors in many public facilities there are hooks. I dont know if they are used in mens toilets.

These are very good for your handbag if the floor is wet, or if a girl is feeling paranoid and the gap under the door is wide enough for entrepid bag snatching.

I have noticed these little hooks are beginning to be a thing of a past. I suspect public facility design is being entrusted to young things who dont use handbags, and men who have not been properly instructed in the needs of middle aged women visiting public facilities.

In consequence On a recent holiday I found myself either nursing my handbag on my lap as I underwent certain bodlily processes, or dropping it carelessly into wetness, mostly- praise be- puddles smelling of floor cleaner. i prefer plastic beaded handbags which do not care for such treatment, but took a nice solid black leather hand bag sporting an assortment of broken zips on holidays with me.

I would really like to see the return of the handbag hook.

I am aware of the other functions of the hook, hanging up ones disposable branded plastic shopping bag full of the impulse purchase of scarves which make ones face looks hideous and red, or popping up a coat so cumbersome it is likely to drop a corner into the bowl, and I know these hooks are ideal for holding umbrellas- but I believe their major function is in the holding of handbags.

Travelling really opened my eyes about the handbag hook question.

After about fifteen visits to places without a hook I found myself in a pub loo with a hook, and a perfectly dry and clean floor. I dumped my bag on the floor and sighed with relief. I wanted to just take in the hook in its empty state. They are really very clever pieces of design. This one was a solidly anchored piece of shiny metal, with a lovely tip of blunt plastic, to protect. It was straight. Slightly underneath it, and of one moulded pice with the main projection was a small metal hook curving upwards in an invitation. The whole thing was anchored by no less than three man sized screws. Designed sensibly and carefully for our convenience and pleasure.

There is something comforting about a good strong handbag hook. A good hook says its alright that I prefer to carry a handbag. It is a very affirming experience, and makes me feel more valued as a customer or a visitor or whatever I am to the place with the place with the facilities I am visiting. There is a sense of warm reassurance- Agriculturally induced salinity may be destroying the land, but there is still a handbag hook.

Have you ever made use of a handbag hook?
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Supermarket name badges [06 Apr 2003|05:46am]

I really am interested in the size of the name badges that supermarket checkout people wear. Some places have RED name badges (how odd). If soemone at a checkout isnt wearing a name badge that feels odd to me. Have you noticed how supermarket name badges are everywhere? They were rare when I was a lass.

I mean it may sound trivial but that person hasnt the privacy of their name. If someone says "hello marie" or "hello "joe" and you can always see the startlement in their eyes if they dont know the name of the customer. Customers arent wearing name tags.

Overall I like the name tags, but I prefer white. I really dont know what to think about corporate provided smiley badges and easter eggs on supermarket emploee name tags. I like flashing eye santas when they are a personisation but Im sure Id have brain fugue if everyone wore them at christmas.

Has anyone worked in a supermarket? Did you wear a name tag, and what did you think of it?

I havent mentioned the materials name tags are made of. Anyone got any observations about name tags?
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folding towels [06 Apr 2003|05:25am]

Some days when I fold towels they fall neatly and effortlessly into little folded piles.
The edges straight... no lumps, no edges everywhere. The work goes fast and it is just easy. Much easier than the usual struggle.
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Ode to Suds and Duds [31 Mar 2003|06:49pm]

[ mood | cheerful ]

You know how laundro-mats always have that sktch-a-rific feeling to them? Like the floor is dirty, it smells funny and occasionally there is dirty underwear in the washers? Well, not the Suds and Duds! I did my paundry there today and it is by far the most pleasant place to do laundry. For one, it's CLEAN! They also have a bar (yes a BAR) in the laundro-mat so you can throw back a beer while you're doing laundry. The staff is also very friendly. There are plenty of washers/dryers so there's no waiting and it's very nicely decorated.

I love the Suds and Duds!

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