Decades come and go, but memories persist, just like this LiveJournal page.

That is all.

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Pondering another rejection, I wonder if my desire to be published has much more to do with the need to be accepted, versus anything else.  I was never satisfied with less than an 'A' in my student years, even if I hated the subject.  As a hobby, writing delivers little satisfaction -- and when it does deliver satisfaction (in terms of a publishing ( Read more... )

School has resumed, which means I can work at home again without the interminable IP conflicts (resulting from kids using other pcs and also hogging bandwidth watching a lot of youtube videos) and that hose up my connection to the servers at work.  Quiet, quiet, quiet all day long-- I can concentrate and also take the occasional break to get dinner ( Read more... )

 
For the first time ever, I spent an entire day at the Fair.  Not sure it would have been possible until now, but good health and family able to manage themselves for the most part coincided this year.  The relative and unusual mildness of weather (not hot, a cool breeze even) also made it possible.  Arrived around 9:30 and didn't leave until after ( Read more... )

I'm sitting here in a school library while the significant other, employed by the school system, does some equipment installation.  It's been a whirlwind week -- capitalized with my maiden voyage into an assignment in my new job.  I totally freaked out, as I usually do when confronted with a ginormous RFP questionnaire.  It wouldn't have been so ( Read more... )

I apologize to my many readers for my neglect in updating you all here.  A couple of transitions occurred in the past month or two -- notably I have returned to a trusty old employer after being asked back and given lots of nice reasons to do so.  I feel so at home and everyday there's a work situation that comes up that is a 300% improvement from ( Read more... )

To an old part of my life.  I didn't realize it until later.  I spent part of the day at the Institute of Arts, fully planning to sit with my sketchpad at some spot and draw for a few hours.  I never did.  I realized that the time has long passed when I would spend my days sketching at some location.  I've moved on -- actually I moved on long ago, ( Read more... )

I  realize not much is going on here lately.  I apologize to the huge audience following me. 

Watched 'aqua' streaming by, all the innumerable thoughts on people's minds, everyone looking for a someone to listen but too busy talking.  Does the internet sap our  ability to be compassionate with so much easy access to self-express?
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