Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you.
- Pueblo Blessing
Wednesday, Dec. 15, 2004 - 3:31 a.m.
WARNING!!!! if you know me personally, you may read my diary, but if you do, you take the chance of hearing things you don't want to know, misunderstanding what I've written and being hurt by it. If you are unsure if it is ok to read, save yourself and me the grief and heartache, and ask first!!! Please note that this is a DIARY, ie my subjective feelings, hearsay, suppositions, and outpourings of ranting of the moment. It does not represent objective news, the whole of what I think of a topic or someone, or even a thought-out representation of any of the above. Keep that in mind. Thanks. * Here is a Diary Etiquette Read Me.
Too Much Fun makes ZERO time!
You know you're having fun when:
- You get cramps in your side laughing, listening to Onewetleg is reading outloud "Bert Fegg's NASTY Book for Boys and Girls" beside the puter
- You take a million photos but you don't have time to upload them
- You have a list of things to do a mile long and most of them make you smile
- You are being screwed around by the income tax people (yes they have a check and a postdated check covering the entire amount I owe them, and they are seizing my paychecks anyways. yay.) and you actually manage to stop ranting for HOURS at a time to do be goofy with your out of town visitor!
- You don't get to bed til 6 am cuz you are drinking Corono and smoking melon hookah and looking at photos
- When you have to reserve the car FIVE times in a week to do exciting things across town! ... Value Village and Ikea tomorrow!
- Your house is littered with drying snowplay clothes and snowshoes
- You come home and there is FRESHLY made HOMEMADE garlicky chinese cabbage and lentil HEARTY soup wafting through the air and SOMEONE ELSE (yay!!) made it! mmmm! (the girl can COOK! oooh, frittatta yesterday! oooo!)
- You have to buy limes for your Corona AGAIN!
- You have to buy CORONA again!
- You really really don't have time to update on diaryland!
- While you are updaing a movie and popcorn are WAITING WAITING WAITING!!
Dang, you know you're having fun in real life when you really are way too distracted by it to even TRY to be funny in your first entry for two days. Sorry people. Movie waiting, then the tax people in the morning AGAIN, and then draw comics, deliver the dog gang book, shop at Value Village, buy bookshelves at Ikea, watch another movie, finish work for Toronto, sleep, go to watercolor class, go to book launch, go to fireplay demo, eat, sleep MAYBE, and then have a HUGE breakie and take OWL to the airport on Friday afternoon already omg it is FLYING BY we are having a great time and it is much like this runon sentence paragraph or whatever. Go to her site HERE!! cuz she uploaded some pics of herself in snow grinning, and dog and whatever. ok? thanks tah!
me, wenchie.
Yay!
Here is my horoscope for Tuesday, December 14:Finicky? Fickle? Not quite a pillar of restraint and willpower? Yep. That's you, all right -- for now, anyway. In fact, you're quite unwilling to make any plans that might force you to look forward past tomorrow.
Oh yeah, did i mention that I am insane and volunteered myself to be treasurer of the Illustrators Association for a year?? HAHA. The effin tax dept can screw me around but man, NOW I have checksigning powers... just TRY to mess with me. hahahahahahahahhahaaaa...
oops, havent done any christmas shopping yet! oops!
bye!
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