First, this odd question: is it normal for one's urine to smell like coffee? No, don't ask. It was that kind of night! A much-needed respite from the doldrums that have largely made up my summer thus far ( Read more... )

Step from your door. Grab the folding chair, waltz out into the middle of the grass and let the sun kiss your winter-chilled body all over. This, yes this, is my time of year ( Read more... )

Because I can and it's my journal, I'm starting with a cliche. Isn't it amazing how the more things change, the more they stay the same ( Read more... )

I'm bored, with nothing but time, cold, and music to contemplate. Then I realized something: I've not really documented my reads for this year so far. That's going to be a bad thing come December. Gah, can you believe it's already March? I welcome the coming warmth, but still ( Read more... )

Or something like that. Not surprisingly, it's been mostly a staycation. Oh no, there's that word again? That's, what, 2008? So what ( Read more... )

Because in North Carolina, we can't seem to make up our minds! After the cold snap I referred to in relation to my ears, we still climbed back into the 80's for a short time. Over the last couple days though, the real cold has begun to roll in. It's probably mid 30's out there now, and my time outdoort to absorb the sun was limited to a short, 15- ( Read more... )

Man, it's already been too long since I've written in this thing. I am nosing up to the point in the semester when everything began falling apart for me last time, so I know that I must maintain focus and keep an eye on the requirements ( Read more... )

And again this e-mail to LJ feature is coming in handy. I still have no Internet, so I'm writing the entry now and will send it once I reconnect tomorrow. The diagnostics on my computer aren't good either. The tech woman says this laptop is basically toast, and improving it would cost as much as purchasing another one. So I'll see what happens with ( Read more... )

I've just completed a book called Cutting for Stone, by Abraham Verghese. I'd mentioned this one before, but being the genius I am I'd spelled the author's name wrong. Ah well ( Read more... )

I want to start by thanking all of you who have commented on how much you enjoy reading my journal. I've probably said this a million times, but I can't say it enough. You don't know how much that lifts my sagging spirits. I wish to get beyond just surface writing one of these good ol' days, but so many other life elements are making that difficult ( Read more... )