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2005-10-18 1:52 PM Funnies, Rain, and Yumminess Tue Oct 18 - Before I even launch into my own narrative, I have to share this link with you all (thanks Dayle!): http://www.livejournal.com/users/artistic_chaos/902430.html?#cutid1 ... but Caution! If you haven't seen Serenity yet and you plan to, you do NOT want to read this. If you *have* seen the movie, be prepared to laugh at this lovely synopsis.
And then, care of my Mom, a little thought about online journals (blogs, in particular): http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/fun/zits.asp?date=20051018 Okay, funny link sharing: OFF. * * * * * Well, I absolutely have to say "I love the rain!" I miss the changing of the seasons, and so any variety at all in Southern California is welcome in my book. I love having to finally use my shawl or my fuzzy scarves. I love not having to turn on a fan just to endure an evening at home or an afternoon at my desk. I love the smell of the rain, the endless variety of rain clouds, and even the shimmery look of rain through my windshield. I sometimes wish I lived in a rainy clime (*waves at Lev & Gayle!*), but I also cannot imagine leaving the friends and opportunities I have here. (And I fully understand the dilemmas that Hope and Bob are going through, trying to leave CA and raise their family elsewhere.) (And if you haven't had a good laugh lately, spend some time reading Bob's journal about trying to sell his house. We're with ya, babe. *hugs*) But I can rejoice in the whole "water from the sky" anomaly, and sigh happily. Not much new since my long rambling And I had somehow left the house without my cellphone and pager, so I took my "lunch hour" to go back home for them. I thought maybe I could wait until after work, but I felt too uneasy without them. Of course, neither will ring and it will have been a silly waste of my lunch hour, but oh well. But I think just the yumminess of the rain, the prospect for time in the studio tonight, and plans to have coffee with Saul tonight are cheering me up a teensy tiny bit. That, and I'm determined to find a way to "buck up and deal" so I'll probably be more normal optimistic self again pretty darn soon. * * * * * Recently Listened to: Tori Amos Boys For Pele, Poe Haunting Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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