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  <title>Jasmine</title>
  <subtitle>Jasmine</subtitle>
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    <name>Jasmine</name>
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  <updated>2011-01-08T20:08:37Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:7621</id>
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    <title>decisions. and hunting.</title>
    <published>2011-01-08T10:33:23Z</published>
    <updated>2011-01-08T20:08:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I decided not long ago to stay in Windsor for a year to sort my life out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight I officially began the job hunt. I won't be free full-time until mid-April, when I defend my thesis, but I'm looking for part-time for now. I could live on part-time here with decent hours, so ending my term with a part-time position would be a relief. Even if it means near-hell during the semester. (I've had worse, I'm sure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I had to decide to let the viola go. The sheer impracticality of having zero time and eight instruments -- yeah. I can't afford it, financially or time-wise (I haven't touched some of my instruments in years). It saddens me, but I just can't be the person I was in high school who had time to songs and compose string quintets and write novella-length works and play four sets of instruments and etc. Reality time is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think I take for granted sometimes how much I did in high school. How much I still do now, with a lot less spare time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I can focus on saving up for moving costs and the two big ticket items I've decided I want to work towards: a Macbook Pro and the Canon Rebel T2i. Looking a lot forward to both, as the battery life in the new Macbooks is outstanding and about doubles what I have, which would make my frequent long trips a lot less awful -- and I'm getting excited about photography, as I feel it's a visual mode of expression I understand a lot better than most, and that integrates (for me) extraordinarily well with writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, though lots of time commitment to photography = obvious improvements in my photography, it doesn't atrophy quite as horribly as my musical skills do when I don't have time to practice, nor is it dissatisfying to do if I only have a few minutes for it each day. In that way, it's nice. With writing as my current form of &amp;quot;work&amp;quot;, having a creative medium to turn to that doesn't indirectly trigger more stress is lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that seemed to need to break have broken and are being mended or set aside and now my life is a series of to-do lists being gathered up and prioritized. I hope to catch up with you soon, somewhere along the way. Once I've caught up with myself. Until then, I ought to go to bed, as tomorrow I will be working freelance, running errands, and trying out this thing called a date with my boyfriend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the list of tasks that come after tomorrow, that seem to stretch on indefinitely into the horizon until I finish this degree, and thus also my steady work contract, and thus also six years of my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I alternate between really looking forward to that day and being absolutely terrified of its arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Goddamnit I'm too soft. I'm keeping the viola.&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=7621" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:7183</id>
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    <title>vaguesauce is vague.</title>
    <published>2011-01-07T23:01:07Z</published>
    <updated>2011-01-07T23:01:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I haven't been online much lately. For that I'm sorry, if I missed something in your lives. You're still awesome, and awesome to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I'm burning out and down and starting over again. That's hard, it's been hard. A few big life transitions going on at once and not a whole lot of certainty in anything. But sometimes that's okay. Provided the light at the end of the tunnel isn't a train (of being homeless, broke, jobless, alone and depressed), I assume there's nowhere to go but forward. Sometimes I feel like I'm learning my lessons over and over but as repetitive as life is, I get to know myself better. I don't always like myself more for it. But I can try to and I can change.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately pragmatism suits me better than anything else. What I can do is be self-aware. Know my strengths. Know my faults. Know my limits. And do what I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, though, I need to know my limits, and rest. So tonight, I will try to do that. And to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=7183" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:6879</id>
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    <title>things I have gotten better at.</title>
    <published>2010-12-29T06:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2010-12-29T06:44:19Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Here are some things I have gotten better at in the last undetermined amount of time. I'm not perfect at them; I'm still learning. They've been long processes with long explanations, but I feel I've become better at being concise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year I will write a similar list, before 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Socializing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;2. Giving (and accepting) relationship advice.&lt;br /&gt;3. Having physical self-esteem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eliminating stress.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sleeping more (less insomnia usually, yay!).&lt;br /&gt;6. Spending time and money on myself.&lt;br /&gt;7. Accepting (and appreciating) values different than my own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;8. Not avoiding things.&lt;br /&gt;9. Diplomacy.&lt;br /&gt;10. Taking life less seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the most important things that come to mind. I am hoping these will help me think of what I want to improve about myself by next year, so that I can resolve things that are useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you gotten better at, Internets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=6879" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:4957</id>
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    <title>choices.</title>
    <published>2010-11-15T12:52:45Z</published>
    <updated>2010-11-15T12:52:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">At this point, I want to stay in Windsor, and applying to Brock is -- a bail-out plan in case I change my mind or I'm totally screwed for a job. Toronto is out for now because I love it here (yeah, I'm at a Starbucks in downtown Toronto right now), but with some thought -- I just don't picture myself going alone, at least not at this point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what made me decide that. November, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I love Windsor a bit too much, too. But more on that another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Other than that. I'm 23 today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where life goes from here, but that's maybe okay. As long as I can make some art and love some people and experience some stuff I will probably be able to live with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I guess is whatever small wisdom this age has afforded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=4957" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:3191</id>
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    <title>so.</title>
    <published>2010-10-16T21:35:41Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-16T21:35:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">It seems stupid to make a post just to say "Sorry I'm not around much lately, I'm bad at balancing my time and I've been spending a lot of it working on my real life relationships" but that's pretty much it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and I've been practicing my instruments a lot lately. Guitar and the newly rented viola, mostly. A friend told me she has an ensemble I can play a Christmas concert with, which would be pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, having spent so much time on that stuff, I'm mightily behind on schoolwork. I imagine it'll be a hell of a winter. My advisor wants my thesis done in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'll catch up with you. Promise. And I hope you're all well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=3191" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:1939</id>
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    <title>Meme Day 14 &amp; 15: or, an exceptional Tuesday.</title>
    <published>2010-09-28T21:53:30Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-28T21:53:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Apparently my version of this meme, wherever I found it, is borked as it gave me the same thing twice where it should not have. So here is a redo of day 14. And day 15, before I go out and make cookies. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day has been awesome so far. I have a ride to the airport on Friday and someone to hang out with. I fit into all of my old pants, INCLUDING my skinny jeans (granted some are still really tight, but they're put-on-able!). One of my dream jobs is a REAL JOB. I want to apply to it but really shouldn't right now, but that it exists is awesome. (Editing roleplaying books! And there are DENTAL BENEFITS EVEN.) Also I found a fall jacket in my stored clothes so I don't have to buy one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously go Tuesday. I mean okay, I have not done any work on my conference paper (er...yeah) but I am a) not the only one behind on that, we're grad students, for crying out loud and b) having a date tonight and looking forward to it so there. Also it rained today and I love rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://cherrydaiquiri.dreamwidth.org/1939.html#cutid1"&gt;The Meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: Your education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___2" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://cherrydaiquiri.dreamwidth.org/1939.html#cutid2"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___2" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: Your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get married to someone fantastic that I love madly and get a charming little house with a cat. (No, really, I'm that bad.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Write freelance, edit professionally. Ideally in an awesome field I'd be interested in (and D&amp;D book editors actually make good money!).&lt;br /&gt;3. Be in a band again.&lt;br /&gt;4. Er, the rest is just a lot of little things, mostly having to do with being as involved in making and supporting art as possible. :) Also: CORSETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell today is exciting? It is. New Glee comes out tonight, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=1939" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2010-09-08:609343:395</id>
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    <title>Meme Day 01: Or, an introduction.</title>
    <published>2010-09-14T07:23:58Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-15T06:10:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://cherrydaiquiri.dreamwidth.org/395.html#cutid1"&gt;The Meme.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being new to Dreamwidth, now's as good a time as any. (LJ, I will repeat my life at you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I'm Jasmine, or Jazz. I don't know that I have a specific preference, only that certain people sound right saying one or the other, and if you can get away with calling me &amp;quot;Jazzy&amp;quot; you're probably either very cute or one of my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a southerly region of Canada with two boys I met in school and two girl-cats -- one stray who followed me in, and one kitten who came out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a twenty-something graduate student doing an impractical Creative Writing degree. I also work at a literary magazine and do freelance editing. I am a workaholic of sorts, so I usually take on more work/academic/life projects than I should at a time. When I'm not doing that, sometimes I write poems. And songs (with my guitars and keyboard). And cook for people. And take photographs, lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___2" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://cherrydaiquiri.dreamwidth.org/395.html#cutid2"&gt;A few more paragraphs.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___2" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm absolutely typical in terms of my astrological chart, which I find hilarious and is probably why I like astrology. So I suppose if this doesn't give you a clear picture, you can look up my birthday and know exactly how I am. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=cherrydaiquiri&amp;ditemid=395" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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