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  <title>That's why I grow my own food</title>
  <subtitle>You find the time.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Ivana Ref</name>
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  <updated>2010-02-16T14:09:13Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:3143</id>
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    <title>Hitched! </title>
    <published>2010-02-16T14:09:13Z</published>
    <updated>2010-02-16T14:09:13Z</updated>
    <dw:mood>ecstatic</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">To sum up what's been going on: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting married! This Friday, though we'll be having the wedding in August. We just want to make it official sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not really what's been going on, it's more like the culmination of everything that I've been doing. All of it with love. All of it about love. And home. And &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=3143" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:3011</id>
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    <title>\o/</title>
    <published>2010-01-01T06:41:35Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-01T06:41:35Z</updated>
    <dw:mood>optimistic</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Happy New Year girls and boys! I heart you so much. 2009 was kinda awesome for me. I got a really cool job at the start of it, met someone amazing and we fell ridiculously in love, and we spent New Year's Eve at home, in the house we built, the house we've been living in for a few weeks now and plan to continue doing so. It's weird that those three things have begun to define me, but they are kind BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first year after a very long time I'm not wishing to do more. I don't need to write a list of all the things I need to finish, start, think up. I'm &lt;em&gt;doing&lt;/em&gt; all the time. The things I wish for myself in this year is the courage, energy and funding to start a business, the determination to drag my butt into yoga class, and maybe the availability to read more books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sad to see the year go, I have to say. It was tough on some of you, and even though I've been walking on pink fluffy clouds, I have been following. It makes no sense to think things today can in any way be different from things yesterday. I've never been one for sense, anyway. So I hope 2010 will be magical for all of you. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=3011" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:2807</id>
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    <title>ref @ 2009-12-02T12:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-02T12:55:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-02T12:55:41Z</updated>
    <dw:mood>bouncy</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>1</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">MISFITS. sjkdhsakjdhas love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the junior version of Bernard Black &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love British aesthetics. I love the photography on the show. I love the tilt shift. I love the really excellent lighting. And colours. And everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really fond of the &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://ref.dreamwidth.org/2807.html#cutid1"&gt;spoiler superpower&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;It's the one new show I've added, after dropping a lot of them. Life is incredibly lifelike lately. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=2807" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:2061</id>
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    <title>the insanity begins</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T14:11:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T14:11:40Z</updated>
    <category term="me: on words"/>
    <category term="nanowrimo"/>
    <dw:mood>optimistic</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;blockquote&gt;Some believe a photograph can capture a soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; photograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, not every soul.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://writeordie.drwicked.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://drwicked.com/progress.php?words=395&amp;amp;goal=50000" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could manage yesterday, because I didn't have an idea, let alone a plot. And it's not like I have them today but I have an opening line, a main character, and a whole meeting, so yay? I'll catch up today, I'm certain of this. I wish I had a soundtrack... I'll be posting over at &lt;a href="http://ref.dreamwidth.org/"&gt;dreamwidth&lt;/a&gt; for various reasons. And I'm &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/75371"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you want to be writing buddies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For inspiration I plan to watch the episode of Black Books when Bernard writes a book. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=2061" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:1987</id>
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    <title>maybe 500 in one month?</title>
    <published>2009-10-25T09:18:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-25T09:18:56Z</updated>
    <category term="me: on words"/>
    <dw:mood>excited</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">It's that time of the year where I inevitably set myself up for major failwhale. I'm gonna aim to finish NaNoWriMo, yo! I don't have a plot, or a vague idea even... not to mention the first half of November we'll be finishing up the house, and the second will be spent moving in. So time will be ridiculously hard to find. But pith is doing it (and doing a kickass job every year) and some other people and I wanna do it too. This year might be my year! Everything has been going awesomely in the past 10 months, maybe I'll work this out as well. Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's an art version? With photos? saldkaspalksdh; But I wanna wriiiite. Maybe I'll write about photography. Or about a photographer. A photojournalist. Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=1987" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:1584</id>
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    <title>I don't know what you just said because I was thinking about Batman.</title>
    <published>2009-10-02T14:28:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-02T14:30:48Z</updated>
    <category term="house"/>
    <dw:mood>stressed</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
    <dw:reply-count>1</dw:reply-count>
    <content type="html">When you're a kid you think being grown up is awesome, because grown-ups have &lt;em&gt;money&lt;/em&gt;. Then you grow up and know that being a kid is actually awesome, because now you don't ever have any money, you only have debts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=1584" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:1443</id>
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    <title>man reaction</title>
    <published>2009-10-01T07:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T07:22:49Z</updated>
    <category term="dollhouse"/>
    <category term="fannish"/>
    <dw:mood>chipper</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Introducing Dollhouse &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/christopher_decharms_scans_the_brain_in_real_time.html"&gt;tech&lt;/a&gt; to the general population. Slowly. Watching TED talks about the brain is &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; after watching Dollhouse S1 all at once. Which is apparently the only way I can watch Dollhouse and like it. Episode a week doesn't keep my interest in it. Proved by watching the first ep of S2 and disliking it again. (Except how I love Topher a lot.) If that makes sense? Also, watch &lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/vilayanur_ramachandran_on_your_mind.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. How so yummy, brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=1443" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:1104</id>
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    <title>the need for reason</title>
    <published>2009-09-18T22:11:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-18T22:11:58Z</updated>
    <category term="opinions"/>
    <category term="idealism"/>
    <dw:mood>bitchy</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">I have a serious problem with unreasonable truths. They're not actually &lt;em&gt;true&lt;/em&gt;, just things that people accept without question. Most of the time because someone in authority declared them so. I had a disjointed chat on twitter about authors not being allowed to read fanfiction. I'll agree that it's on some lever reasonable not to read fanfic of your own published work. But quitting fanfiction altogether because you're... what? Suddenly a different person after you get published? Why? Because of legal issues? Everything worth reading has already been written. Putting your own twist to it is the trick. That leaves being taken less seriously by other "real" authors. Which is a laughable reason to stop doing something you like. Writers aren't an exclusive group of awesome people. They're people, and some of them are really awesome, and some of them are assholes, and most of them are regular people that can be both. And they're not worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point being, if authors have to steal ideas, they can do it from published literature just as easily as they can from fic. Both cases make them jackasses. It's not in any way good reasoning to quit fic (reading and writing) on some presumed publishing policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bugs me because it's only problematic because people make it a problem. And that occurs in every day life, all the time, about everything. Not that I'll ever write something and publish it and be faced with the problem. But I doubt I'll ever stop doing fan work of some kind. As I've been out of fandom life for a while I wasn't sure if I'd be signing up for &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://go-exchange.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://go-exchange.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;go_exchange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this year. But it felt &lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt; not to do it. It's not like I've quit reading fic, or lost the urge to create. It's just in the background with all that's been going on. (It's weird, I only know about five people in the exchange this year. I used to have at least a vague idea of everyone back in the day. I feel old. :) But it just makes me think harder about the above.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't shake the feeling that this belief has a lot to do with the old argument about the validity of fanfiction. I thought we were over that, no? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all based on my rebellion streak, I guess. Every time someone tells me I'm not supposed to do something I have to ask why the fuck not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=1104" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:1002</id>
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    <title>Homo Necans (original fic)</title>
    <published>2009-09-07T10:32:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-07T10:32:58Z</updated>
    <category term="original fic"/>
    <dw:mood>nostalgic</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Wrote this in Albania, on a particularly murderous morning. &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://ref.dreamwidth.org/1002.html#cutid1"&gt;The rocks spoke to me. In a language I did not understand, in a land that was not my home...&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;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=1002" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:646</id>
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    <title>What if they're not online?</title>
    <published>2009-09-07T07:38:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-07T07:38:26Z</updated>
    <category term="house"/>
    <dw:mood>hopeful</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">N: You'll make sure it doesn't rain today.&lt;br /&gt;me: I'll talk to the gods. &lt;br /&gt;N: In chat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=646" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-06-07:401764:259</id>
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    <title>commodity fetishism</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T15:26:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T15:26:31Z</updated>
    <category term="angry is my default mood"/>
    <dw:mood>determined</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">Gold is the easiest to break. It’s bendy and breakable and golden cages are the easiest to break out of. I can’t abide the bullshit people are trying to sell when they say they’re stuck in a situation. Stuck with family. It’s the easiest situation to get out of, but then you’re on your own. You have to get a job and pay rent and be a fucking adult. No one to wash your clothes and give you free meals and buy you DVDs. Half the time you’ll be forced to do things you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemy. Work jobs that drain your soul. You don’t always get to sleep comfortably. And while I’ll be the last to encourage people to grow up, because I’ll be a kid at heart forever, I honestly don’t know how people stand it, being talked down to like a child. I didn’t take it as a child and I’m sure as fuck not taking it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am privileged to see things this way, I have constant support from my family. At least half of it. And I’m lucky enough to be loved by someone that honestly shares my belief that we can achieve anything. But I’ve always been prepared to give up the support of my family if it means going after something I want. (And chances are once I get there they’ll follow, because families are funny and annoying like that.) The truth is it’s much easier to not know what you want, or convince yourself there’s no way to get it. Half the people I know believe that shit, and most of them would have family support to go after something. But it’s a terrifying thought, giving up all those little comforts we’re used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;(I may be switching accounts? Kinda? I don't know, I'm trying out DW.)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=ref&amp;ditemid=259" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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