I've noticed a trend in this journal is longing—I am always writing about what I want to do and don't have time to do, what I want but must wait for, what i want but currently can't have and the various reasons why i'm okay with waiting.Which is consistent with the rest of my life at the moment, this sitting and waiting for things to finally happen, these large things that have been in the works for months now, these first steps into a future that may or may not happen as i plan it.
Scratch that. It won't happen as i plan it. It never does.
But I'm interested in seeing what's going to happen, anyway.
Did a little bit of retrospective a couple of days ago. Read some of my journal entries in {following smoke} and wondered how anyone could have ever found anything objectionable in them. i said hardly anything!And yet, I remember the fights that started as a result of the journal, the soul-searing attacks that would commence when a turn of phrase happened to imply that i was perhaps dissatisfied with the life i was leading or the person I was with.
How things change, indeed.
Altavista.com knows the answer to "What is the average airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?" Whoa.
Summer vacation pictures!(this isn't all of them, just a sampling.)
Now featuring...Lilith, Queen of the Pirate Cats! lilith1 lilith2 lilith3
being cute on the front stoop of Madstop
Madstop is here (from the Space Needle)
Kender poses on the pig kender1 kender2
Don't know if I'm going to be online at all till monday. Have a happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
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The killer in me is the killer in you
My love, I send this smile over to you—Disarm, Smashing Pumpkins
book: Molly Ivins Can't Say That, Can She?, Molly Ivins
outside: swimming through the air
doing: counting the hours
link: Evil 8 Ball
dream: Had a weird-ass dream about work. it involved an earthquake and a can of Reddi-Wip.