{"id":1219,"date":"2002-08-06T10:28:00","date_gmt":"2002-08-06T10:28:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog2\/?p=1219"},"modified":"2002-08-06T10:28:00","modified_gmt":"2002-08-06T10:28:00","slug":"its_alive","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/its_alive\/","title":{"rendered":"it&#8217;s alive!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><A HREF=\"http:\/\/www.iwilldare.com\">jodi<\/A> may be the internet&#8217;s sweetheart, but i have famous bloggers hunting me down to request, nay, demand new posts.  i&#8217;m craved by the public!  they yearn for me when i&#8217;m absent!  ahem.<br \/>\nthis post is dedicated to <A HREF=\"http:\/\/www.hiddencity.net\/\">kevin<\/A>, who influences us more than he knows.<br \/>\nso, it was a blurry three days, filled with polyurethane and celluloid.  as i&#8217;ve written elsewhere, i don&#8217;t remember friday, but saturday was spent on chores and an entire afternoon devoted to the wonder which is <A HREF=\"http:\/\/www.ikea.com\">ikea<\/A>.  i love the swedes.  i finally succumbed to the guilt of having deprived my father of his patio table for the last four years so i had a place to put my african violet and my keys in the kitchen and bought myself a table of my own.  after a depressing trip to the home improvement store to purchase varnishing supplies (where i stood waiting for assistance for almost twenty minutes while paint guy flirted with short-shorts girl &#8212; i suppose i wasn&#8217;t nubile enough to warrant an &#8220;i&#8217;ll be right with you&#8221;), i returned home to assemble my new furniture and begin the fun sunday morning.<br \/>\ni wanted to do all the stinky work on the balcony, but the weather didn&#8217;t cooperate, so it had to be done in my living [sic] room with all the windows open to ventilate.  of course, it was chilly and rainy so nothing dried with any speed and i was forced to wear layers of ugly-yet-warm clothing.  but it was an interesting adventure in home improvement.  as of yesterday afternoon, the second and third coats have been applied and i&#8217;m just waiting a day before it gets moved to it&#8217;s permanent home for regular use.  it&#8217;s so smooth and shiny and i did it all by myself (with lots of advice from dad).  i&#8217;m giddy <a href=\"javascript:newSizewin('http:\/\/fubsy.net\/images\/digicam\/ingo.php','480','450')\" title=\"pretty pine. mmm, smells good.\">with pride in workmanship<\/A>.<br \/>\nin between those three coats, i managed to get out and see three movies:  <i>moulin rouge<\/i>, <i>amelie<\/i> and <i>signs<\/i>.  they were all very good and i liked them all a lot.  some more than others, all for different reasons. i&#8217;m very glad i saw them all.  i&#8217;ve had a lot of popcorn this weekend.  i may pop.  truly.<br \/>\nyesterday brought an interesting surprise in the form of a ghost from my past.  this happens to me surprisingly often, a person i thought i&#8217;d never hear from again, who i was certain didn&#8217;t want anything to do with me, comes out of the woodwork to tell me how they&#8217;ve missed my presence in their life, thought of me often, wondered how i was faring.  it&#8217;s funny, because i do that. i think back on people i&#8217;ve known and send a small mental &#8220;hope you&#8217;re doing well&#8221; card.<br \/>\nthis reunion has brought up a lot of old feelings and it&#8217;s both exciting and disturbing for us both.  i don&#8217;t know what is going to come of it and, honestly, i don&#8217;t care.  i&#8217;m just enjoying it for what it is, a reconnection with someone i cared for very much at one point in my life. the chance to catch up and feel a little thrill again.  i missed that little thrill.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>jodi may be the internet&#8217;s sweetheart, but i have famous bloggers hunting me down to request, nay, demand new posts. i&#8217;m craved by the public! they yearn for me when i&#8217;m absent! ahem. this post is dedicated to kevin, who influences us more than he knows. so, it was a blurry three days, filled with <span class=\"ellipsis\">&hellip;<\/span> <span class=\"more-link-wrap\"><a href=\"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/its_alive\/\" class=\"more-link\"><span>Read More &rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1219","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-words"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1219","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1219"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1219\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1219"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1219"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1219"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}