Slept in less than usual today. Got into gear before noon! Had plans to get out and help my stepdad with some charitable work; chopping firewood for a 70 year old woman who was living on her own and just got out of chemo.
Right before heading out, i popped onto blogger, and saw that she was just then reading through some of my posts. Well, that’s okay; this isn’t a private forum, and frankly, i’d like her to read them. Still, it’s a little stressful to see your ex reading your words, and hard not to imagine what she might be thinking. At any rate, it was good to get out and chop wood right after that; it dispelled whatever tangled emotion i might have been working up.
i spent the afternoon and evening with Poser, engaged in our favourite self-indulgent pastimes of eating pizza and playing video games. it’s been over a year since we got together for such a guilty pleasure.. Poser is a great guy, but he really needs to get out of his rut in life. i love spending time with him, but there’s this cloud. We both know that such times are no longer an escape from the occasional drudgery of our lives, but are rather the worst parts of our lives that we ought to be escaping from. i’ll be missing Poser and wishing him the best when i fly off next week. i hope he flies soon too.
October 17, 2004
a good day… and an escape
floats
Why does rootbeer foam up like that when you put a few scoops of vanilla ice cream into it? Alternately, why does rootbeer foam up like that when you pour it over a few scoops of vanilla ice cream?
Such perplexing questions…
October 16, 2004
falling back asleep
I slept unusually well last night. before getting to sleep, i read a book that i hadn’t looked at in a few years, In Watermelon Sugar by Richard Brautigan. It’s “a story of love and betrayal that takes place in an extraordinary environment where the sun shines a different color every day.” It’s a lovely little book, just the sort of thing you can digest in a single sitting, or, as i did, just before bed.
Strange dreams again last night, nonetheless. i sleep too long lately, just to catch the last of those most-intense dreams, the ones you have right before waking, after a good long sleep. Maybe it was the book; read it, and let me know if it gives you interesting dreams as well.
blogging is taking over my life… but what an education!
oh capybara! with tongue lodged firmly in cheek, i mock my my new htmlbloggertagCSSjava learning obsession. i’m spending far too much time trying to make my blogs do tricks. Did you ever notice how one bloghack help file ends with, “Modifying this feature is left as an exercise for the reader” What kind of horrible tease is that?
Walk me through a page of cut’n’paste, then leave me gasping like a fish out of water? >span class=throw me a friggin bone>/h2/! Oh crap, i’m gonna hafta spend some time in the library for this one, aren’t i?
