Jan. 3rd, 2007 01:32 pm
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A little something I wrote on the plane on the way back to PA, and some related thoughts:

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Woke up, stumbled around a while. Think I ate breakfast in there.

Took a _bath_. First time in a gazillion years. Used some nice honeysuckle bath salts we were gifted with at Gulf Wars. Absolutely wonderfully relaxing; my neck hasn't hurt all day. Also, somehow the tub was cleaner when I was done than when I started.

[livejournal.com profile] fosveny called from the airport in Miami, asking for the address for the base. I found it and gave it to him. Apparently, driving in Miami sucks rocks. A lot. Really a lot.

Took a long walk, up to the health food store and back. Stopped at the grocery store, carried about fifteen pounds home for the last bit. Hurt when I was done, but not too awfully much.

Cookies and milk for lunch. Yeah, I know. I slip some days. But it sure was good, and I don't do it too often.

Took a nap, complete with cat. I loves my little cat.

Woke up, had dinner. Did dishes, started laundry, straightened up a bunch. Sat and read for a while; got through two of the magazines which have been piling up.

Came back upstairs and got some time to talk to [livejournal.com profile] fosveny, [livejournal.com profile] giselle0002, and [livejournal.com profile] baronadhemar. Stuck in the Krishna Das CD I picked up at Evil Kirsten's last week and played it. Okay, it's Indian chants. Okay, they chant Hare Krishna. I really wasn't sure about the thing...

By the fourth song I was dancing around the room holding a highly confused Miki. Two songs later and I'd dug out the piece of paper Lewis's Uncle Hal gave me, with directions for a set of Chinese exercised called the Eight Pieces of Brocade. And by the time the CD was done I was sweaty, exhausted, and achy, and completely happy.

I'm thinking this goes into the morning routine. It'll sure hell wake me up.
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...I miss working for my mom. )
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I spent some time jobhunting today, because I need a job.

After that I was going to go and see TLTWaTW, because I _still_ haven't got round to it. I decided to put it off for one more day, though; the weather was too nice - almost sixty degrees - and I wanted to be _outside_.

So I drove up to Columcille again. This time, I got there well before sunset, instead of _right_ before. I spent probably two hours wandering the paths, looking at all (and there are a _lot_) of the standing stones and piles of stones and stone circles and...things.

There's a labyrinth at the nearby Kirkridge Conference Center, and I walked that (after waiting for someone else to finish). It was lovely, peaceful, very centering. Then I went into the St. Columba Chapel and just...sat and thought for a while. Asked for a clue where I'm going. I don't know if I got any answers, but we shall see.

I ran into the guy who runs the place (and his dog, who refused to give me his frisbee). He welcomed me very graciously and we chatted for a bit (mostly about the dog).

All in all, it was a lovely calm grounding sort of day. One I needed badly.

Good Day

Dec. 4th, 2005 11:14 pm
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I woke up earlier than I've been recently (though still later than I want to be), well-rested though I did have some weird-assed dreams. I got up and looked out the window - snow! Maybe an inch, but enough to cover everything with pretty white and that just got the day off to a good start.

I got dressed (instead of spending half the day in a bathrobe) and stuck a Trans-Siberian Orchestra album in. Spent more time listening to that and playing on the computer than I'd meant to, but ahh well; I was in far too good a mood to worry about it.

Eventually I shoveled the sidewalk, then walked up to the store to get some stuff. Shoveling _hurt_ but life goes on and the walk was lovely. One of the houses I passed was full of fresh squirrel-tracks in the snow - I noticed that both of the trees in the front yard are oaks. I didn't get to see any of the actual squirrels but they were clearly having a good time earlier.

I didn't get a lot done today but it was good to just sit and relax. The house is clean and there's not a lot I have to be doing right now. Lewis fell asleep on the couch round about five and I let him sleep - when I woke him up around six-thirty to talk about dinner, he went right back to sleep, so I decided to forge off on my own, and made chicken paprikas _nearly_ all by myself. He woke up in time to help me with the last bits, which was the only part I wasn't sure about; I could do it entirely by myself, now. It came out pretty good and we have enough leftovers for two more meals.

I got some copying done while he was napping, too; the photomasters are _almost_ all copied and soon the originals can head back to Jae in Finland. Three less boxes in our house. Oh, and Lewis looked through some of the stuff in the bedroom; that's yet more stuff I can get rid of.

Tomorrow he flies down to Norfolk and I drive up to [livejournal.com profile] baronadhemar's for a couple days. Have some errands to run before I go, and I have to pack enough sewing to keep me busy. Looking forward to it.

What with all the stress and stuff that I've been dealing with, today might not sound like much...but I spent nearly the whole time genuinely _happy_ and, well, I needed some of that.
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The words to the song I failed to remember in my last posting...it's by The Kingston Trio, but I'd love to dig up a recording of Clam Chowder playing it as well...

Desert Pete )
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Events and parties and ... stuff ... oh my! )
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...but it's been a fairly sucky week-and-some, what with one thing and another.

writing woes )
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I'm leaving this here mostly as a note to myself, though others may find it of interest.

intoku: Just as the number one can never be reduced to zero, once we act or speak, our action or speech is never completely erased.

An old Oriental saying tells us, "Sow good, and the harvest will be good. Sow evil and reap evil." We must understand that everything we do comes back to ourselves.

Therefore before wishing for our own happiness and welfare and that of our children we must do good in secret. To do good in secret means to act without seeking attention and praise, to act without any hope of reward. This is called intoku.

Among the various ways of performing intoku, to walk the way of the Universe and to lead others along this way is best.


Oct. 26th, 2005 06:31 pm
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Does it say something about me that I've been listening to the Firefly theme song on infinite repeat for probably the last hour, and it's still not old?


Oct. 25th, 2005 05:53 pm
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I got up a bit late today, and took Samson to the vet. That went okay, but he's got tooth issues and will be on antibiotics for a while. Since he's one of my Wussy Cats, that means confining him somewhere. Up until very recently that was the bathroom...I guess it's time to think of something else.

Spent a long time working on this post, which I'd actually started last night. I'm semi-pleased with it. I think I'm going to do more meta-writing like that, on the theory that at least it's practice. Also, people might think it's cool enough that they start reading my LJ, and then I can do a web page with a weekly column and get people to subscribe to it, and then I can publish a compilation of my columns and make wads of money.

Okay, it's a theory.

It's been a long, rainy, somewhat dreary day. I decided to pamper myself and took a shower with the oatmeal-lily-mango soap I got from Peyton at Crown Tourney. Nice, nice stuff. I think I'm going to use 'cool-smelling' soaps more often - they're a not-expensive way to feel better about things. I _like_ smelling nice stuff, and I like the way the soap works. I've got a couple other cool-smelling soaps I want to dig out, too.

I have recaptured the Samson, and he is re-ensconced in the bathroom, with a surprising amount of petting allowed in transit. I still think I'm gonna wind up having to put him somewhere else, though.

Now I'm sitting here clean, in clean clothing, with clean hair, and everything smells _nice_ and I'm loving it. I'm surrounded by my rats and my cats and it's raining and cold outside, but it's nice and warm in here. I've got a couple of candles lit and good music on. I'm _writing_ again - nothing earthshattering, nothing that's going to make me wads of money, but ... stuff. Something.

There's been a lot of bad stuff over the last while and yeah, I've really been a mess at times. There was a lot of crying yesterday. Today is better. Tomorrow might be crappy again, and I expect a lot more crappy before I'm done the mental-rearrangement I've been working on, and figure out for sure where I'm going. But I'll take today, and tomorrow can take care of itself.
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So much there is to do and see there simply is no way
We're so tired from running about I'd scarcely call it play
We'll die before we're forty 'cause our bodies just can't last
But we'll cram in a lot of fun in the harried leisure class

So as I drove down to Norfolk on Thursday, I passed something on the order of ten to fifteen signs for places I would have loved to stop at, and take time to explore. A few of them I've been to before, but the vast majority of them I haven't. I had a long drive ahead of me and I wanted to see [livejournal.com profile] fosveny, so I contented myself with two brief stops: one to take a three-minute walk around a concrete loop-trail at a rest stop, and another, probably under a minute, at one of the 'emergency only' stops on the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel, just to look out over the water.

Friday Lewis and I drove out to [livejournal.com profile] giselle0002's, which took about five hours. Again, we passed a bunch of things I'd've loved to stop and see, but...not enough time, and we wanted to see Gise. I did about half of the drive.

We did get out to do a couple cool things on Saturday. We drove out to visit the local group's under-construction castle, then walked along Main Street in Mt. Airy and shopped a bit. We drove out to 'the rock' (a local white granite quarry, really cool) and up to the Blue Ridge, but Lewis and I were too tired to talk the Trail at all.

Sunday we drove home. About a seven hour drive, of which I did half. Lots and lots of signs for cool stuff, some of which we've been saying 'sometime we'll stop there' for the last couple of trips down to Gulf Wars, as well.

It was a good weekend. But if we'd just had a little _time_, it could have been so much more.



This all sounded really good and stuff in my head, but now that I've written it...it just sounds like me whining. Dammit. I'm not trying to whine; I'm trying not to whine. But it just feels like I spend too damn much of my time moving too fast to _enjoy_ anything.
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So I hear a bunch of squeaking, and I turn around to see that Siegfried (the big rat) and Reinhart (the little rat) are wrestling, and Siegfried has pinned Reinhart on his back, and Reinhart is squeaking indignantly...

...mostly because Siegfried is busily _washing_ him.

They're in the same cage now, and appear to be getting along Just Fine. It was amusing - the cage and some of the things in it are new to both of them (though I also put in a bit of each of their used bedding, and their preferred sleeping-places). So they both spent about the first ten minutes running around and looking at new things, completely ignoring each other. It was hysterical.

So, things are gonna be okay.

I'm so glad I got Siegfried a brother.


I went walking tonight -- just up to the store and back, but I'd forgotten how much I _like_ walking at night. Especially on a crisp cool fall night, with a full moon and the scent of leaves in the air...


Then I made fettuccini alfredo By Myself for the First Time Ever. It was good...and so damn easy, I don't know why I didn't learn it years ago. 'Course then, the last time I tried it I messed it up, and I don't know how I did that, either.

The more I learn to cook, the more _independant_ I am that way, the happier I am, too.


Took Chocolate to the vet today. I was supposed to bring Samson and Taltos too, but well...didn't happen. They're _fast_.

Chocolate rode in a pillowcase, because I could _not_ get him in the damn carrier. Until he freaked out in the pillowcase, but he was in the car by then, so I let him out and he sat in my lap, fairly happily.

Turns out that the vet had a few minor emergencies this morning, so two fewer cats to deal with was a goodness. I met one of the emergencies, a mastiff with a broken leg. Two hundred pounds of _dog_. He was so big, Chocolate didn't hiss at him. I think he thought he was a horse. Sweet dog, though.


Tomorrow I think I'm gonna take a mental day off and go hike on the Trail or somewhere for a while. Then, Serenity, either with Jodi or by myself, depending.
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First try. Didn't mess with the answers any, either. )
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Take my love, take my land
Take me where I cannot stand
I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
Take me out to the black
Tell them I ain't comin' back
Burn the land and boil the sea
You can't take the sky from me
There's no place I can be
Since I found Serenity
But you can't take the sky from me...


Sep. 28th, 2005 12:04 pm
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I'm wearing jeans and a flannel and socks.

I've got candles lit.

The sky is that lovely, lovely deep blue you just don't get when it's warm out.

Why can't it be nice like this all the time?


Sep. 27th, 2005 08:55 am
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Perhaps soon things will stop being stupid.
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Last night, for the first time in months, my little cat came upstairs to snuggle me as I tried to get to sleep.

I finally slept well. Because, I had my little cat. :)


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