Archive for November, 2002

The Boston Globe Online Message board: Should gossip be curbed?

and not the Alanis Morrissette kind of irony, either. 😉


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see, here’s the thing: i was raised to be an over achiever. and even if that wasn’t the case, i think that’s just part of my personality. so i tend to set the personal bar just high enough that i end up jumping around like a monkey on amphetamines to reach it.

lately, i’ve determinedly not set goals. just had an idea of what needs to get done, and let myself pick and choose. and it’s been good. i’ve gotten a lot done around the house, mostly by accident. i’ve spent more time catching up with family and friends. and i’ve done some volunteering for Community Servings. and that feels nice.

then again, i feel terribly behind on some art projects. also, oh, i don’t know… catching up on the last *month* of journal entries? plus, the 100 words project (i’m insanely behind), and getting started on another little project i offered to pick up for ryan… plus, i’d kinda sorta like to have what i affectionately term A Life. 🙂

still, the buzzer on the dryer just went off, which means i’ll have warm, yummy flannel sheets on the bed. so it can’t be all bad. right?

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jabberwocky, indeed.

and then again, sometimes it’s good to be reminded of the joy of words. to wit: smackalicious, over at eka’s site.

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i was catching up on some journals this morning. and fred has been musing about some Big Questions lately. this entry, A Few Simple Questions, send shivers down my spine. and that’s a good thing.

It is in this state of pleasant manual occupation that I seem to have my most entertaining ‘thoughts’. While I am distracted by the task at hand, the muses come of their own choosing, not necessarily invited, but welcomed.

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lovely quote over on A.Word.A.Day:

I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me. -Isaac Newton, philosopher and mathematician (1642-1727)

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‘you are chocolate biscuit *and* Jammie Dodger good.’

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my silent battle cry

What’s your Battle-Cry?

this quiz was made by Aroihkin of PlanetKulitron

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