Tuesday

Aug 14, 2001

hoping for weather

I'm in a sorry mood. There are several causes. All work-related. I like some things about work. Some are so far from where I want them to be that I have trouble thinking about them too long. I take responsibility for too many aspects of what is going on, knowing that even if I had the greatest idea about how to manage it that I couldn't influence it. One has to tackle things one might achieve.

It was cloudy today. Remember those things, clouds? There were even a few spits of rain. But nothing really satisfying for the thirsty terrain. When it is rainy, one wishes for sunshine. Many days without rain leave one at least vaguely dissatisfied if not ardently hoping for a clap of thunder.

I really have almost nothing to say.

Except that I doze in my chair over newspapers after a dinner of tuna salad (with some cheese eaten while waiting for eggs to boil). I don't drink any alcohol tonight which seems like a good idea. Until I can't go to sleep. Bad sign. I don't think eschewing alchohol is to blame. Just the usual sleeplessness.

I make a birthday card for my friend Pam. Her birthday isn't tomorrow but we will celebrate it then because it's coming soon. I scan and harvest stuff, print it, paste it and then scan it all in back and front to save and to put on this page.

birthday card...rollover

"Savoir vivre, c'est savoir feindre."
Antoinette Deshoulières, Le Ruisseau

JUST TYPING

So much is revealed by the questions people ask.

Meta Notes and Links:
The urge to pull the journal passed. FFP pointed out a journal that I like. Amazing, too, because the person is young and doesn't eat meat and I still like the journal.