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random edicts de samedi

Check Your Eyes!
I'm at my parent's house this weekend, and their monitor is red.

Not just a little fuzzy, with a little glare. It's red to the point that I can't see red, orange, or yellow on this computer screen. And it's giving me a headache. I've only been looking at it for an hour and a half, and I'm thinking about getting off because my eyes are tired. I use the damn thing for six hours without a problem usually.

Don't know if I'll blog anymore this weekend.

so spoke WitchQueen
9/2/2000 01:44:21 PM | linkyluv?
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random edicts de jeudi

Think it over!
You know, I don't know that I really want to do a journal, I think maybe I just want discipline. Something I'm committed to more than just showing up for whatever temp jobs I've got.

But I was reading up on journals, and there was this one essay, called why web journals suck, and I'm thinking that the only reason I would be doing a journal on the web, as opposed to pen and paper, is because I always lose the pen and paper kind.

I'm not looking to entertain other people because, honestly, I don't think anyone else is reading this, except Toni and the GIND, and these days, I dunno about them. I kinda sorta maybe a little bit want practice at writing, at just putting words down and having them poor out of me, and I definitely want to do some intense navel gazing.

I'm the sort of person who is alone a lot, but I'm rarely alone in my head. I'm reading or I'm making up scenes about people (not stories usually, I'm not so good at stories, but I can do scenes or single conversations). And I think that writing things down could teach me more about how to be alone in my head.

I don't know how to do just one thing, except for reading. And even with reading, I take frequent breaks.

I mean that while I'm working, I'm taking loads of breaks to play solitaire, or mindsweeper, or I'm checking my e-mail to see if I made it into Uniquities. And if I'm doing some kind of manual labor, there's got to be the radio or a television or a book tape going. I can't wash the dishes in silence, I'll lose my mind.

And writing down my thoughts about me, I have to think and I have to type and I'm proofreading my typing as I go along, and that's pretty close to being alone with myself and just concentrating on me. And I feel like doing that for a bit.

At the same time, I think that navel gazing is generally a waste of time, and I have this impulse to just switch my journal into a project of writing snippets of story (or continuing bits of story if I get on a roll) everyday. Like I have to write a hundred words of fiction every day or some shit like that.

My immediate response to that: isn't that something a writer would do? And I'm not a writer. I'm not, I'm not, I'm not.

I read!

I just wish I fucking knew what I wanted.

Which is sort of the idea behind doing the journal, isn't it?

so spoke WitchQueen
8/31/2000 11:49:02 PM | linkyluv?
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random edicts de mercredi

Do more with this!
I was kinda thinking that maybe I wanted to turn this into a real journal, one where I write a substantial amount everyday, chronicling what happens to me everyday and sharing all of my internal thoughts and feelings.

So, of course, I couldn't just start writing 5 paragraphs or 5 K everyday, I had to start researching it before I could really think about doing this. I haven't gotten very far, just found the appropriate listing on ODP, haven't actually begun to read any of these sites.

Frankly, the fact that I felt the need to research keeping a journal makes me feel just a wheensy bit, oh, pathetic. But the fact that there were resources out there for journalists, that there is in fact something to be researched, makes me feel the littlest bit better.

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8/30/2000 10:05:19 PM | linkyluv?
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Eat Oats!
I thought I was the only one having this problem with Lucky Charms. Maybe we should petition General Mills for an adult version? Maybe we should buy Cheerios and add them to our Lucky Charms?

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8/30/2000 10:40:55 AM | linkyluv?
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Stop picking on me!
I just read this article in the Catholic Review (for my job with the Archdiocese, natch) and the author claims that anti-Catholicism is the last acceptable prejudice in the United States. Fat acceptance advocates tend to say that fat people are the only ones who can be discriminated against. And presidential candidates can still go on the record as opposed to things like employment discrimination protection for queers. And transexual women still can't get into the Michigan Womyn's Festival.

So, um, I just thought I'd put out that there are still lots of perfectly respectable prejudices, although not all of the respectable prejudices are respectable in all circles.

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8/30/2000 09:47:14 AM | linkyluv?
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random edicts de mardi

guess there's something wrong with me...
Feeling kinda sick/dizzy. I thought yesterday that maybe I just wasn't eating enough, experiencing low blood sugar. So I brought a bigger lunch today. But I feel the same, only worse. Diabetes? Anemia? Tapeworm?

Still haven't gotten medical insurance either, I was letting it go because I figured I could use the cash, especially after The Bash.

Grrr...what am I going to do with myself?

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8/29/2000 02:02:53 PM | linkyluv?
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random edicts de lundi

That's all that's left!
Sometimes, the blank page is the hardest part. It's certainly one of the hardest parts of a rewrite. So, I decided to rewrite part of my Babychasers story on the Farscape Story Board.

It was good. The writing was crisper, sharper, more colorful. I was actually kind of enjoying what I was doing.

About half way through it, I hit the clear button.

I have never been so tempted to cry.

And now, I am just too tired to start over. I suppose I have learned my lesson. From now on, even if I write at ITW, I will periodically CTRL+a, CTRL+c, open new text document, CTRL+v, CTRL+s.

And now, I'll grab a little nibble and go to bed.

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8/28/2000 08:07:22 PM | linkyluv?
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