It is getting to the point that I am so busy I cannot imagine having time to write my weekly reports, or even if I do make the time to NOT do schoolwork, the last thing want to be doing is sitting at the computer and rehashing it all ( Read more... )

It’s been busy. Good and busy, but mostly good ( Read more... )

I wish I had some way to describe the gray zone - the quality of time that exists between when I finally decide to obey my alarm and when I emerge fully awake from the Broadway-Lafayette station. And yes, the quality of time is different - stickier, slower, divorced from the normal pace of action. . . My time in the shower - water so hot as to ( Read more... )

Time is doing that contraction and expansion again thing this week. It moves slowly, has a burst of sudden speed, only to slow again. Like the Whip at Coney Island, as I have said before. . . I loved that ride as a kid, mostly because I was too cowardly to ever do the "scarier" rides like roller-coasters, or ones that spun around a lot like the ( Read more... )

"Look at the air, listen to the buzzing of the sun, the same as yesterday and the day before. Today is Monday too.

'What day is today?'
Aureliano told him that it was Tuesday.
`I was thinking the same thing,' Jose Arcadio Buendia said, `but suddenly I realized that it's still Monday, like yesterday. Look at the sky, look at the walls, look at the begonias. Today is Monday too.'

I never really talk about my gaming here on my lj. And by gaming, I mean, playing role-playing games, you know like Dungeons & Dragons, the mom's basement-dwelling mouth-breathing stained black t-shirt stuff. . . I mean aside from the occasional reference to planning on playing some weekend, or having just played - and I never go into much detail ( Read more... )

I wasn’t going to update today.

I put a good long entry into my real journal this morning at work while the network was down. There was little I could do work-wise, and well, I did it.

8:17 pm: Right now, I am polishing my guitar and re-stringing it, while trying to call an old friend I have not spoken to in 10 years, but whom I have emailed ( Read more... )