Get your own Free HomepageDecember 27, 1999
I feel a bit sad today, for several reasons. I miss my Dad. I wish I could have breakfast with him, but I'll never be able to again. Life has these ways of sneaking up on you and tweaking your nose. (Especially if it is as large as my Dad's was!) I'm still thinking about putting my poems on the internet, but I'm a little afraid of people stealing them. I know I should have more faith in the human race, but I just don't yet. Admittedly, I also haven't put them up because I'm a bit lazy. We shall see, in the end, if the world will know my few silly poems.
December 28, 1999
Well, I'm not sad today. In fact, I've had a pleasantly uneventful day. I laid in my bed naked and read all morning, from about 9:30 until Noon, Showered, and came to work. Nefertiti, the Sherbet-faced cat, stayed in bed with me all morning, too, only contributing loud purrs when I stirred from my book (Ender's Game) for long enough to pet her. I have to say that I believe I rather liked the book. Now I'll have to go to the library for the rest of Orson Scott Card's Ender Books. I always feel bad for authors, because what takes them sometimes years to write, people like me fly through in 7 or 8 hours. Of course, I will enjoy it that much more if I read it a second time, but the time readers put into a book is still so minuscule compared to the time it takes authors to write it. I haven't decided whether this is an argument for or against writing a book, a task I have long felt was in my future. It's kind of funny, I've just assumed for a long time that I would someday write a book. It's right along there with all the things I will do "When I grow up"... except that I haven't grown up yet, so "Someday" is still on it's way, not here and now yet.
December 29, 1999
I wrote 2 poems today! One of them was concieved and born today, the other was concieved in part a while ago, and finally was ready to be born today. It's funny how absolutely giddy I get when I write Poems. I do! One night I was so excited I couldn't get to sleep until I woke poor Nathan up to share it with him, and then, of course, I fell merrily to sleep while he tossed and turned for hours. (I'm soooo sorry, Nathan! Next time, I promise we'll go to White Castle's or La Bamba, depending on what time it is!) I get all excited and proud, because it might actually be a good poem. I like that feeling, when I've written a poem I like, or mostly like, but haven't yet shared it with anyone, haven't yet heard any "wrong things" said about it. Of course No thing is the "right thing" to say about a poem, so that's just a bit of a Catch 22. (That reminds me, I still have to read Catch 22). Well, Off I Go, Out into the Cold World! Unitl Tomorrow!
December 30, 1999
Hello again! I've just finished reading The Demolished Man by Alfred Bester. Quite a tasty book, that! I still have images whirling around in my head. I took the bait for the obvious, and still got whacked in the side of the head with the twists to the story. An impressive little world built up there, especially considering when the tale was written. Well worth making into a movie, imho, especially considering it was a 5 Hour read. :) I wonder how many other people have read this tale upon finding out that B5's self-interested Psi Cop was explicitly named after the author of it. (Admittedly, that is why Nathan read it, and I read it on his reccommendation... though I probably would have read it on my own initiative, somewhat later...) Moving backwards in the day (finishing the book was most recent) Nathan and I had a rather filling and pleasant breakfast at Scramblers (Rocky Top Toast - french toast with granola cooked onto it.8-q) and Fresh-Squeezed Orange Juice, and Coffee (lots of cream and sugar)! Very Tasty. We then went to the Zoo, and got to see lots of fascinating animals. If I ever got a membership, i would have to spend a whole day outside of each animal's area, just to properly observe them. Going to the Zoo sometimes makes me sad, though, so I doubt I will ever get a membership. Then I stopped at Home, and went off to work. Overall, I'd say, a pretty good day. Well, thanks for reading, and have a pleasant bringing in of the last year of the millenium!
June 1, 2000.
No, my computer didn't go all to bits with the beginning of the last year of the milennium! I just lost the motivation to fill the world in on the mundane details of my life. I guess you could say that I decided to stop shouting into (cyber)space when I knew noone was listening in the first place. Ah, well. Between then and now I have done little, and much. I did finally read that amusing book known as Catch-22. There's a fine piece of creation by Mr. Heller. I've been reading up a storm, actually. Many fantasy worlds have had my little head peeping in on them, living vicariously for a few hours. Tamara Pierce has built up a couple of nice ones, though I do think she overuses the phrase "He wore power like a cloak." It was a fun image the first time, but it got OLD quickly. I suppose that's what I get for reading adolescent fantasy books, though. At all of 25 years of age, I really shouldn't complain.
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