Tied with a silver chain

[7bridgesroad]

I have no grand illusions about myself. I tend to know rather well what I can and cannot do with aplomb. For example, I know I am not an exceptional blogger. I just don't have the time or energy or literary skill to make my life seem as interesting to read as it is to live. I had this issue with my last journal, too. I would go back and check

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[jenarael]

Isn't there something said about nothing worthwhile is easy? Does this mean golf isn't worthwhile? Damn, and I thought I had found something meaningful...

If you could teach me to find golf easy, I'd be more than happy to help you with a custom layout (it's really not as difficult as golf, promise).

And, for what it's worth, your life seems much, much more interesting than mine right now. Probably because it's somebody else's. But you sound like a very lucky young scientist. :D

[jenarael]

PS. Anyone who likes the pixies, Scotland, and motorcycles deserves to meet me for coffee. Basement of Turlington. 10pm. Bring your hatchet, and I'll sieve the bone dust from the coffeepot. Promise.

[7bridgesroad]

You've got yourself a deal. I will be more than happy to teach you the simplicity that is golf. You'll be pleasantly surprised.

I was thinking the same about your life when I was flipping through your pages, and I think you're right on target about the life you're reading not being your own. I think it's a function of frequency and scale... Either way iot's nice to have a welcome escape.

As you're so on for the coffee. If you were serious. And as soon as I get back from Tampa (where I will be until sometime late Sunday). Because the same could be said for someone who likes lawn gnomes, french porn music, and Nietzsche (whom you like so much you listed him twice). And nevermind the bone dust. Puts hair on your chest. Which for you may be a problem, being all that is woman and such. ;)