March 26th, 2002


jury duty is booooooooriiiiiiiiiing..........

Brain. Numb. From sheer. Boredom.

Actually, I'm better now. Yesterday was just a totally wasted day. I managed to finish some books, though. Sat outside the assembly room and read. Sat inside and tried to put together a puzzle. Sat around the court house talking to people. Sat in my car during breaks listening to music. Sat in anticipation as they called names. *sigh* Just... really boring.

Whatever. Beautiful dog was wandering down the middle of the freeway yesterday morning, causing all traffic to slow. I want to know what happened to it. Oh, and sisty-ugler paid an unexpected visit yesterday. She's taking horse riding lessing. Cool. Not my thing (since I'm allergic to horese, and hay) but she's having fun.

This morning I ran some errands but now I have nothing to do for the whole day. Ah, bliss!
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Poetry hour #3

Very rarely have I read a book that speaks to my soul. "Ceremony" by Leslie Marmon Silko is one such book. God, it was painful and hard and I didn't even know I liked it until I got to the end! Really folks, this is a great book. And this is one of my favorite poems from it. Be warned though, it's more than a tad depressing.

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Neil Gaiman is so cool.

The following is the first paragraph of his first entry into his new web journal on Monday, October 1, 2001.

There are days that are purely themselves. Today is one of them: Indian Summer at the start of October. The sun bright and warm and golden, the sky blue as a dream, the maples burning into autumn colours in shades of yellow and amber and flame, and several hundred thousand ladybirds on every south-facing surface of the house, crawling and creeping and flying, the bedroom window being pattered by the tiny beetles as they fly headfirst into it , adding a rather strange noise to wake up to this morning. It sounded like someone with a pea-shooter was aiming for my bedroom window.

*sigh* Why can't *I* write something as lyrical and descriptive and BEAUTIFUL as that!?!
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Yeah, me too.

"I like hearing myself talk. It is one of my greatest pleasures. I often have long conversations all by myself, and I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying." -Oscar Wilde