One can read all (s)he wants about writing, or playing music, or communicating in Russian, or any of a myriad other fun exploits, as I had been doing this week, but nothing would happen until something is submitted. Until the exercise is exerted. Until the laziness is overcome.

Today I am offering Writer's Digest this post since I haven't been ( Read more... )

Life has sped up incredibly. I can barely keep up with it!

Upcoming events: ( This is more for me than for society )

Hmm, what of interest could I relate to you? Health maintenance? Whatever I've been reading? Anything unusual at Ruby Tuesday's?

This is my Goodreads account. There I am relatively current on whatever I've last read. If not, it will become updated within the week ( Read more... )

Hannah my Latin teaching associate spoke of how fast life is going now by commenting "time moves so fast, I hardly have time to catch up to it before it's running off again." - I told her tempus fugit, and a Pittsburghian Democrat of her acquaintance liked that comment.

( Thus it is for me, as well. )

This morning at 8:45 my mother and I punctually arrived at the same rehab centre I spent 2008 hating, for I had made an appointment to ensure that I am "all better" enough for the career expo postponed to April. (Mother claims it was an 8:40 appointment, but that seems particularly odd to me, as the person who took the call, if I'm not mistaken. I ( Read more... )

As of today, I have switched instructors at Thorncroft Equestrian Centre from Carol to Helen!

( Victoria tells me this is a big deal to her. o.o )

Log between Janelle-chan and me.

( Hm. )

I have been struggling this evening against depression. I don't want to cost my parents more money in psychotherapy. I've already had all these sorts of therapies after that event on the 18th of January, 2008 ( Read more... )

Mother was fretting over being five minutes behind when we departed from the house to go horseback riding but it all turned out fine ( Read more... )

I might as well deal with Bryn Mawr and whatever therapy they blow at me now since I have to go to Dr Long anyway. So, whatever, I can be a tough girl and take OT. I freely admit I'm not perfect.

What brightens me is that there is the possibility I could be better than I was! I keep thinking that. My feelings are my own responsibility. Sure, I may ( Read more... )