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June 24, 2004

re-learning to listen to myself

One thing last weekend revealed to me in technicolor, something that I obviously needed to re-learn, is that pushing my body the way I have of late is not permissible. Or perhaps it is, but I do need breaks, and also to pay attention to things like nutrition. The nutrition bit I added on my own; I haven’t exactly been starving myself, just not paying attention to balance in my diet.

So I’m trying to eat – among other things – more mindfully. One thing that just occurred to me (I’m recording it here mostly for my own benefit) is something I’ve heard before but only tangibly felt now: when impulsively hungry, before getting food check if the hunger is really thirst.

This immediately takes care of two problems: the erratic eating schedule, and also the amount of liquids I’ve been ingesting, which for a while now has felt too low.

J. wrote again. This time I will write back, despite my intense feelings of guilt over not having written for… oh, long. My daily work will be changing rather radically come fall (more on this later). One thing I sure am looking forward to is figuring out ways to save some time, my most precious commodity, for my personal life. Won’t that be grand!

I’m behind on my blogging, again, as ever. Been too busy living.

June 22, 2004

solstice

Solstice is incarnate in my life this year, for it is my love’s birthday.

We shared last weekend with friends old and new at firefly, coming back home rather later than planned. Today, we showered, ate glorious Italian brunch food, read about consciousness, prepared and ate festive lunch and dinner food, and saw Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter… and Spring. All day, as in the few days previous, I have watched this light-filled, sparkling being by my side, and have laughed to myself, delighted at the adventure of knowing him.

Happy birthday, Ethan, my longest sunny day. Race you to 29.

June 9, 2004

Frivolity.

So, I was curious as to whether finishing schools still existed. The first Google hit for “finishing school” is Miss Vera’s Finishing School For Boys Who Want To Be Girls.

Ah, yes. The times, they are a-changin’.

Our apartment has markedly fewer boxes. Remarkably, it also has a fully functional kitchen! First I’ll get back into the swing of work (oh boy, am I behind…), then mo’ blogging, possibly with significant news. (I mean, aside from the fact that my brother, sisinlaw and nephew will be moving from Italy to New York in short order. Whoo! We’ll live within driving distance! Mmm, I miss them so.)

June 5, 2004

Reagan dead at 93.

Ronald Reagan has passed away.

I know that many people are quite pointedly not aggrieved, given what they thought of him as president. I just can’t help being sad, though, for everything that man and his family went through, over the ten years of Alzheimer’s. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.

June 5, 2004

Soldier beaten by peers, army lies about it, film at 11.

Many news bits lately had me wanting to blog them, but living out of boxes (we weren’t really able to unpack all week, due to work going on in the apartment) is no incentive to blog or do anything productive for that matter.

This article, however, is chilling. Note the part with the “no misconduct” ruling. This is New York Times, free registration required.

May 30, 2004

the big move

Not yet to WordPress or similar, but in fact to a new apartment.

I’m exhausted, and no longer in a good way. It’ll take another week to make the place not-filthy, but it will indeed be kickin’.

Can you imagine me living for probably about a week without an operating kitchen? Well, it’s about to happen. The floor in there needs to be stripped, primed and polyurethaned; more importantly, we have no stove.

Well, it could be worse: we could’ve had no stove and no refrigerator. The ones in here, you see, are in hte process being replaced by various methods. We have the fridge now (following a day’s worth of helping to procure it – but now we have exactly what we want!); the stand-alone chest freezer, which we’ve been coveting for months, is coming on Tuesday; and the replacement stove should be here Any Day Now.

The last three weeks have been nigh unto insane. We searched for a place, thinking we might need to be out of town at the end of August (when my original lease ended) and ready to break the lease. We found a place we fell in love with (pictures etc. when it’s cleaned up). We searched for someone to sublet our apartment, or else draw up a new lease, a process that quickly turned into an unreal, nightmarish chain of people expressing enthusiastic desire to take the place off our hands and then disappearing. We finally found someone, and she signed the lease on Friday. Well, that was close. Oh, and we moved.

You know what? I love this place.

May 19, 2004

AIDS kills 600 people a day in a single country.

I don’t think I can do anything about this. But this BBC article kind of puts it into perspective. If a plane crashed and killed 600 people, we’d care, right? It’d be on the evening news. What’s the difference?

I write this a day after finding out that mom’s cousin’s husband died of cancer yesterday. The C word hitting my family again. I feel so weak.

May 19, 2004

How I use MT

OK, I’ve been lame with blogging. We went on an apartment hunt, found one we fell in love with, and are now looking for a subletter for our current apartment. Of course, I still haven’t blogged the conference (but oh, I will one of these days when there’s a lot of time), but right now I’d like to address Mena’s post requesting information regarding how I use her software.

Here on Words’ End, I have a single blog (this one) with a single author. At present, that’s it; but I was planning to set up a collective blog for our next big research project at the Decameron Web, not only so that we might easily communicate with each other from different countries, but also to encourage dialogue by interested parties who aren’t directly involved.

I’m keeping my emotions out of the whole pricing-scheme thing until the educational pricing is publicized. Then, I’ll probably add another trackback to this post, which SixApart is graciously keeping online and trackback-able. Thanks, SixApart!!1!

May 13, 2004

‘wright

If I’ve been quiet, it isn’t for lack of things to say. The conference is much to write home about, and politics… I’d like to find words for it, more permanent and coherent words than the screaming in my head.

Keep wanting to find the right words, though, for all of it, and I haven’t had the time. We’ve been cleaning, apartment-hunting, downloading software to organize our receipts – organize our receipts –

This morning I read “Cold Turkey,” an article by Kurt Vonnegut. This is why I want so badly to find the right words, you know?

May 6, 2004

couldn’t have said it better myself.

From an IRC channel:

“holy mother of fuck – today is the NATIONAL DAY OF PRAYER!”

Stick that where it doesn’t belong, W.