Footnotes:
odds and ends: Don't forget to go vote for the Diarist Awards.
weather: Alternating between lots of rain and lots of sun this week, which is quite pleasant, actually.
observation: Birds keep landing on the wind chimes and scaring themselves senseless with the noise that causes. It's quite funny to watch.
in the forum: "When do you think adulthood starts? Do you consider yourself [an adult] now?"
online journals:
"The Spring concert of that year was a bit better, but I was 7 months pregnant with Wolf and at every cymbal crash and boom from the tympani drum the baby jumped and made the front of my shirt poof up. I'm afraid I was giggling too much to be a truly attentive audience."
~ L.A. in this entry of LA the Sage.
"Sometimes I like to imagine that I am receiving a message from The Heavens. I believe that the last time I used this phrase was when The Heavens arranged to have me see and hear fight club references all over the place, so that I would be thinking about how material possessions don't matter. At which point I am robbed, and lose all my CD's, except one which is left lying forlorn, reflecting the early morning sun on the pavement. The fight club soundtrack. okay, okay.. sometimes The Heavens are a bit heavy-handed, but that's fine, I'm not the most perceptive person."
~ Elisa in this entry of Insufferably Delightful.
"However, I'm a firm believer that any relationship which is not fulfilling is not worth it. I would rather have my son go through this difficult time than have him witness years of watching and living with two people who aren't happy together or truly in love. I don't want my son to believe that love is nothing more than a comfortable silence, a roommate, or a constant compromise. I would rather be alone than be with someone who is not The One."
~ I'm a little late on this, but Jen is back! This entry of TranceJen.
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