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Learning
I've been reflecting lately on how much I hate not being perfect at everything. Actually, not so much my current ability at anything, but the limits on my ability to learn and improve ( Read more... ) -
Acidity
In the bath just now, I was thinking. I often consider writing some of the things I think about during the day; I think they're quite interesting, but they're too small to make an entry on. This however, just about qualifies. I should pre-emptively clarify that 'you' in this entry is an abstract you, and not any particular person or set of people. ( Read more... ) -
Passing V
This entry is actually composed of many entries that were started and never completed in the period between my last update and now. Hopefully I've combined them in a way that makes sense, and caught all the relative time references (like 'last week...') that were no longer correct ( Read more... ) -
Summary III
My backlog of events to write about has once again reached the pressure level where it must inevitably explode into an entry, with or without any real structure ( Read more... ) -
Progression II
Things happened. I probably can't remember most of them, but we'll see. I became twenty-three; that was quite uneventful, but considering what was happening on my last two birthdays, I'm glad it was peaceful this year. Now that I think about it, I can barely believe only two years have passed - it feels like ten. I wasn't really expecting to get ( Read more... ) -
Analysis II
This entry has been delayed far too long, and I don't mean that in the usual 'sorry it's been so long since I updated' way, but something more practical: feelings change over time, and my memory for such things isn't all that great anyway, so if this isn't written soon enough, it'll probably never get written, and I don't want it to be forgotten. ( Read more... ) -
Censorship
I have a problem. My problem is you. This journal currently contains 310 entries, 310 of which are public, and can be read and commented on by anybody, including anonymously. This was fine whilst everybody was either a friend of mine, or a complete stranger; friends only knew other friends, and strangers didn't know anybody. This past year though, ( Read more... ) -
Transition
Well, here I am, back where I was four and a half years ago. Of course, things are a little different this time around, but it's still weird and somehow unsettlingly familiar. Connor took my old room when I first moved out, so I have what used to be Vicky's room. It's small, and purple, but not as bad as I expected. My bed and desk just fit with ( Read more... ) -
Musing
These have been two very busy days - almost all of mine and Graham's posessions have been moved to our new (old) houses, and we're almost finished with cleaning this one. Out of all that though, two fairly small and completely unrelated things have been on my mind, interested me enough to want to write them down ( Read more... ) -
Relocation
Work lost out to sleep again today. On Monday I did actually make it in, but only did seven hours, so it looks like I'll be missing a few hours this week, having got off to such a bad start, and that the weekend will be consumed by moving. I had expected to be away in Romania this week anyway though, so I suppose anything is better than what I ( Read more... )