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Thursday, September 30, 2004

Shadrone kindly asks if I’ve posted all of my VR story thus far anywhere. Oddly, I thought I had, but I can’t find the file anywhere. I’ve made a note to myself to post it when next I have the chance, and I’ll mention it here when I do. My book o’ the week of about a month ago was Joseph Lowman’s Mastering the Techniques of Teaching, written primarily for college instructors but aimed at anyone […]

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Had a pretty good night last night. Didn’t write a thing, but I did manage to exercise and paint some more of my bedroom. It felt good to get something done. It always does. Now, more VR story: Thomas pulled up a window, typed a few commands, and closed his eyes. He ignored the growing sounds of creaking wood and horse hooves on cobblestones, giving himself room to be calm. He […]

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Had a pretty good night last night. Didn’t write a thing, but I did manage to exercise and paint some more of my bedroom. It felt good to get something done. It always does. Now, more VR story: Thomas pulled up a window, typed a few commands, and closed his eyes. He ignored the growing sounds of creaking wood and horse hooves on cobblestones, giving himself room to be calm. He […]

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Huzzah! Thanks to Brennen‘s tremendous work over the past few weeks, this journal is back to normal. I can post like usual again. Thanks, Bren! In other news, I’ve been feeling rather blue for the past couple of days. I suspect I may be fighting off an illness. The weekend was a bit of a dud. Saturday was unexpectedly busy; I spent it driving all around the area doing various errands. One […]

Friday, September 24, 2004

When am I going to have time to get out in the garden?

Thursday, September 23, 2004

I’ve been a lot more responsible lately. For example, last night I put the last dish in the sink, looked down at it, and though to myself, I want to have a clean, empty sink. So I cleaned all the dishes, gave the sink my Chlorine Enema™, and wiped it down with Clorox. And afterwards I felt good. This is in contrast to my attitude at my old apartment, which I can summarize as “Eh.” Picture a Gallic shrug to accompany it. It’s […]

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Apparently, summer has grumpily decided to play ball once again. Temperatures were back in the 80’s on Tuesday. I had a tough time concentrating at work on Tuesday. I had a good day; more productive than almost any other day in months. But Monday was better, and I’m probably a bit worried that my initial enthusiasm is already waning. I was tired and generally a bit bored with documentation work. Hard to blame […]

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Sunday, fall arrived like a hammer blow. I woke up to a 70-degree house and that nip in the air that can only be found in fall. Spring can be cold, but it’s a gentle kind of cold. Sunday morning hinted of falling leaves and leather jackets. Sunday was pretty much perfect. I woke up at noon, which negated my morning but left me completely rested, so I figured that was […]

Saturday, September 18, 2004

Balance is a lie. I’ve talked about life balance before, I think. Balance says that you should find a way of doing everything in its proper proportion. It says that, in a given week, you’ll always be giving a certain percent of your time to work, another percent to your family, another percent to your friends, and so on. It says that you should seek a way of serving all […]

Thursday, September 16, 2004

How to summarize the last few weeks? I’ve moved in to my townhouse. That took quite a while, actually, about a month’s worth of trips to and from my old apartment. I just have so much stuff; computers, musical instruments, clothes, books, CDs, DVDs…and none of it is easily trashed. I’m not truly settled in yet, though. I still feel like I’m living in a hotel. I want to feel settled, like this is home, […]

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