P.K.B.
or; Foiling the Uniformity at it's Best
I'm cutting it dangerously close to the midnight cutoff of my new plan: I will post at least one journal entry a day for the entire year. After reading through the entries of my beloved blog (ahhh, good, 'ol alliteration), I had an epiphany. This thing is brilliant if for no other reason than to just be a reminder and an accurate account of what life has thrown at me.
It makes me incredibly regretful that I hadn't kept up with this like I used to. Even then, half of my posts are ridiculous, vague, narcissistic (which, honestly, I don't think a journal you show your friends can be called anything other than, but older posts of mine were just me typing to see my own text), self-indulgent and I'd even say sociopathic. Thank the stars I've wised up to an extend. Not entirely, mind you. That would make for horribly boring reading, let alone, a horribly dull life for me.
I suppose I'll use thing for what it's for...we're talkin' 'bout my day!
Mondays have become class day for me at the current place of employment (hopefully the last in Charlotte), Carmen! Carmen! Salon é Spa. Free education (worth THOUSANDS. I have learned more working at this salon than I did in 1500 hours of cosmetology training at the Aveda Institute that I paid over 15K for. More so, still, than my year of assisting at the award winning [for it's beauty alone] Varji & Vraji.) is something I can't complain about. Not only are these classes taught by true Aveda educators with ridiculous amounts of experience and advanced training under their belts, but they're freer 'en hell.
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- On that note, I will continue this post shortly. I just want to ensure it's posted by 22.09.2009.
RJR
I'm cutting it dangerously close to the midnight cutoff of my new plan: I will post at least one journal entry a day for the entire year. After reading through the entries of my beloved blog (ahhh, good, 'ol alliteration), I had an epiphany. This thing is brilliant if for no other reason than to just be a reminder and an accurate account of what life has thrown at me.
It makes me incredibly regretful that I hadn't kept up with this like I used to. Even then, half of my posts are ridiculous, vague, narcissistic (which, honestly, I don't think a journal you show your friends can be called anything other than, but older posts of mine were just me typing to see my own text), self-indulgent and I'd even say sociopathic. Thank the stars I've wised up to an extend. Not entirely, mind you. That would make for horribly boring reading, let alone, a horribly dull life for me.
I suppose I'll use thing for what it's for...we're talkin' 'bout my day!
Mondays have become class day for me at the current place of employment (hopefully the last in Charlotte), Carmen! Carmen! Salon é Spa. Free education (worth THOUSANDS. I have learned more working at this salon than I did in 1500 hours of cosmetology training at the Aveda Institute that I paid over 15K for. More so, still, than my year of assisting at the award winning [for it's beauty alone] Varji & Vraji.) is something I can't complain about. Not only are these classes taught by true Aveda educators with ridiculous amounts of experience and advanced training under their belts, but they're freer 'en hell.
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- On that note, I will continue this post shortly. I just want to ensure it's posted by 22.09.2009.
RJR