|JUN 66: I am 14 months old in this photo, and I am smiling because I have a new baby sister ... or maybe because I have just peed in the pool.
|I am an American.
|I type really fast.
|I am left-eye dominant.
|I brush & floss regularly.
|I am not as funny as I think I am, sometimes.
|I was born on Easter.
|I believe in music.
|I play tennis.
|I do not work quietly without disturbing others.
|I am a procrastinator.
|I watch certain movies just because I know they will make me cry.
|I am not my fucking khaki cargo shorts.
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:: Tuesday, May 18, 2004 ::
This is NOT an exit.
:: Saturday, May 08, 2004 ::
I merely found a template I liked better. And I didn't feel like fiddling with republishing anything on this one and running the risk of losing everything, or throwing off the format or whatever and generally just screwing it all up, so I simply moved.
And re-titled, sorta. And I'm trying to bring the Mini-Me pool picture with me, but so far I haven't figured out that part. But I shall.
I might even activate the Comments thingie!
:: Di 3:00:00 PM [+] ::
"Mercedes: Number 1!"
:: Wednesday, May 05, 2004 ::
So, I spend a portion of today riding in/driving a Mercedes Kompressor. Red. Convertible.
And I realize that, all things considered, I am not a car person.
I want a car that is comfortable. That rides smooth (smoothly). That runs (mainly). That has a kick-ass stereo.
Those are the qualities that really matter.
I do not care what the car looks like.
Still ... there's something kinda cool about driving a Benz. Let's be honest.
:: Di 11:45:00 PM [+] ::
And now: the carnival.
:: Wednesday, April 28, 2004 ::
And a very scary carnival it is, indeed.
Lotsa "more tattoos than teeth" people. EEK!!
But earlier today ...
I walk out of the news office around 12:30 p.m., and I take a look around me, and everything is stunningly beautiful. And I had strongly suspected when I left my desk that that would be IT for me, for the day, but once I am outside: There is no doubt.
So I head to the lake. And before I get there, I notice a field of yellow flowers. Probably goldenrod, I dunno. Hold on, I'm actually gonna LOOK IT UP ... and no, it's not goldenrod, and I thought maybe ragwort (ragweed??!) ... anyhoo, I decide I want a photo of a field of yellow flowers.
And I swear to God, the instant I get out, my throat starts feeling kinda constricted-like ... and the weeds feel like they're cutting my legs ... and I realize I am SO not an outdoorsy girl.
(But maybe in my next life.)
(But no, in my next life, I wanna be a professional baseball player.)
And the yellow flower photos turn out OK, but the best ones are the ones of the withered, gone-to-seed dandelions. And the clover flower.
Then I decide to head to the lake and walk on the bike trail. Only when I get there, I see that the trail is now a hiking trail ? no bicycles allowed! And they've torn up part of the trail and taken out the bridge, so now it's only half a trail, but that's OK.
I shoot as I go, and I realize that my chances of seeing any "live" wildlife are about nil because I tromp through the "woods" ? on the concrete trail! ? with my billfold and cell phone and Coach Swiss Army knife and keys and camera and McDonald's cup with the remaining ice from my Coke.
But that's OK because, truthfully, I'm a little skittish. And on the way back, as I'm taking a picture of a flower that looks like a miniature daisy, I jump after hearing something in the grass ... so I watch for something to move ... and it's a SNAKE! And it goes slithering off before I can even think about snapping a shot.
I realize that there are probably about a thousand kinds of plants in those woods, and I'm lucky if I can name five.
If I were wider awake right now, I would post some pics.
But then again, I might not post any pics until I come up with a new & improved template. There are aspects of this one that I like, but the red: It's gotta go.
Maybe one of these days I can spend about 10 hours online, playing around and developing a site (yeah, right) that I am satisfied with.
:: Di 10:29:00 PM [+] ::
The circus is in town today.
:: Friday, April 23, 2004 ::
Or, rather, it was; I am quite certain they are long gone by now.
I got to see elephants, though, and that's really all that matters. Pictures later, maybe, but right now I can't manage to look up that FTP-coding for when I want to post a pic, and God knows I don't have it memorized!
Just had a nice visit to the Orchard chatroom. I have only been posting over there for about a month-and-a-half, and I have to say: I love it. I adore the people on there, and now I am thinking I seriously should have arranged my schedule to be in Dayton this weekend ... but I didn't.
Got invited to Taft, though, so I'm making plans already!
Had a moment today. I was reading an e-mail from my best pal from college, and she told me she sometimes gets lonely. And she doesn't have that many friends near her. And I wish, oh, how I wish, that she and I could spend an hour together each morning, drinking coffee, and talk about all the things we haven't talked about (and anything else) over the last 17 years because of the time and distance between us.
Isn't it amazing when you realize you have loved someone this long, and that you always will? I am so lucky to have some friends that I have been friends with for years and years, and sometimes when I stop to think about how much they really mean to me ... it sorta simply blows me away.
And makes me realize there's always more I could do, as a friend.
I get so caught up in trivial stuff, sometimes. I get so lost in my head. I totally lose track of time and lose sight of the important things and ... yeah.
But I feel as if I am finding my way back.
And it's springtime.
:: Di 10:47:00 PM [+] ::
I missed my 20-year reunion.
:: Wednesday, April 21, 2004 ::
Well, we didn't exactly have a 20-year reunion. But if we'd had one, 2003 would've been it. And we didn't, so I didn't actually miss it.
And yet, I did.
And now my sister is talking about HER 20th reunion. Later this year.
I want a new template with a white background. I like photos on white.
(I also like baloney on white. With American cheese and yellow mustard. None o' that Dijon crap!)
My hair is darker now than it ever has been.
I really shouldn't post when I don't have anything to say ...
:: Di 10:38:00 PM [+] ::
:: Friday, April 16, 2004 ::
Just fixed my printer. By unplugging it and then plugging it back in again.
What a mechanical mastermind I am!
The L Word(s) for Today: Lounge. Laze. Leisure. Take yer pick.
I "piddled around," as my mother would say, most of the afternoon. Which is pretty much what I needed to do, I have decided, because this was the first day since Friday that I have felt well.
And then the printer fucked up. Which always annoys me beyond belief, and it's never anything too serious (I guess?), but it aggravates me, just the same.
So I left it and went searching for some photogenic clouds but didn't really find any. A few cumulus (sp?) or perhaps nimbocumulus (sp?). And whilst I grocery-shopped, rain began falling, and when I went to my car, I noticed the sun was trying to peep through, so I went searching for a rainbow.
Didn't find one, though.
And I remembered one time, a long time ago in my hometown, for some reason my sister and I were walking on a sidelwalk along Main Street, toward the downtown area (which is pretty much the same as the uptown area), and for the first time in my life, I saw a rainbow that arced (arcked? arched? what the hell word is it?) completely across the sky, forming the perfect parabola or whatever it is that rainbows form, and it looked, to me, kind of like the perfect "Welcome to Our Town" greeting.
But, of course, it didn't stay.
And then tonight, driving home from across town where I ate nachos and did laundry and watched Seinfeld and part of a rather charming movie I've seen before called The Object of My Affection, I saw some crazy lightning streaking all across the southeastern sky. Decided I might try setting up the tripod (got 2 tripods, actually, for my b'day!) but then didn't see another flash the rest of the way home. Wouldn't you know.
:: Di 8:56:00 PM [+] ::
5 minutes to spare!
The L Word for Today: Was gonna be late.
But yes, I DID get my taxes done in about 90 minutes this afternoon. Some scoff at a person waiting 'til the last day to do them, but considering that once again, I had to PAY (couple hundred this year, which is better than it's been for the last 4 or 5), what's the rush? Why hurry?
Plus, saying I had to go do my taxes provided a nice reason to stumble out of work just past noon. Which is always a good thing ... even if I DID have to cover a bored meeting tonight.
And no, I am not homonyminally* challenged.
The NEW L Word for Today: Loopy. Although it supposedly means "crazy" or "foolish," when I use it, I mean sort of silly and "out of it," kinda like how I got when I had some kinda reaction to that flu shot one time. And I felt nearly that same way, sorta lightheaded and dizzy and ... well, LOOPY! ... when I got out of bed this morning, so that will be my LWFT.
Yeah. I am loopy.
* — My 2nd invented word in the last 2 days. The 1st being "spleep" ... but I forget the context for that one.
:: Di 12:03:00 AM [+] ::