Nonsequentiality
In other words... no two units in this text will logically follow one another. I think I just made up a word!
-- I don't really know what Facebook is good for.
-- I spent all day working on Reading Assignment Charts, but I'm not really going stir-crazy. Go figure.
--I never, ever, ever want to block a stage kiss again. Apologies to the directors, but... YUCK! Oh well, I guess I'll have gotten over it tolerably well in ten years.
--Today, Nate and I traded spaces. He got the big splendid oaken rolltop desk, and I got... um... well, 34" x 17" worth of screen, acres of surface area, and about 7 square feet of soon-to-be corkboard. Not bad, actually.
--I think I like James Joyce's style. But don't worry, I won't go dippy about it.
--In spite of everything, Thomas Hardy is still a brilliant writer.
--My Danya is sick. :-( So is Burgee. :*( :*( So is Churdee :0( :0( :0( This means that all three of my younger siblings have succumbed, in order of youngest to oldest, to the flu going around. And, in order of age, I'm next.
--Last of the Mohicans is pouring from my computer speakers. :0)
--Casey and Grace were over the top at the office today. Wow.
--Sarah is moving to Maryland!!!!!
--The play is actually coming along. I have high hopes for it, and I get to spend two whole weeks working on it, from the end of this month through the early part of next month. Oh, joyful, joyful me!
--Mama is still playing If I Had $1,000,000 every chance she gets. Sigh. If I had a million dollars, I'd buy every copy of that song now in existence and have a bonfire. <:0)
--Mama and Daddy and Burgee are leading a tour to Europe in another two weeks. I'm going to miss them!
--Sam is a big, blond, warm, living rug. I sincerely think he must be the cutest thing on four legs (barring Emma).
--I'm not behind on my reading, I had a QT and exercised this morning, and I have caregroup tonight. How's that for grace?
--Today I met a deadline. I didn't know it could be done in the real world. :-P
--Some bright morning, sooner than I realize, I will be back in New England with my Atlantic.
::happy sigh::
-- I don't really know what Facebook is good for.
-- I spent all day working on Reading Assignment Charts, but I'm not really going stir-crazy. Go figure.
--I never, ever, ever want to block a stage kiss again. Apologies to the directors, but... YUCK! Oh well, I guess I'll have gotten over it tolerably well in ten years.
--Today, Nate and I traded spaces. He got the big splendid oaken rolltop desk, and I got... um... well, 34" x 17" worth of screen, acres of surface area, and about 7 square feet of soon-to-be corkboard. Not bad, actually.
--I think I like James Joyce's style. But don't worry, I won't go dippy about it.
--In spite of everything, Thomas Hardy is still a brilliant writer.
--My Danya is sick. :-( So is Burgee. :*( :*( So is Churdee :0( :0( :0( This means that all three of my younger siblings have succumbed, in order of youngest to oldest, to the flu going around. And, in order of age, I'm next.
--Last of the Mohicans is pouring from my computer speakers. :0)
--Casey and Grace were over the top at the office today. Wow.
--Sarah is moving to Maryland!!!!!
--The play is actually coming along. I have high hopes for it, and I get to spend two whole weeks working on it, from the end of this month through the early part of next month. Oh, joyful, joyful me!
--Mama is still playing If I Had $1,000,000 every chance she gets. Sigh. If I had a million dollars, I'd buy every copy of that song now in existence and have a bonfire. <:0)
--Mama and Daddy and Burgee are leading a tour to Europe in another two weeks. I'm going to miss them!
--Sam is a big, blond, warm, living rug. I sincerely think he must be the cutest thing on four legs (barring Emma).
--I'm not behind on my reading, I had a QT and exercised this morning, and I have caregroup tonight. How's that for grace?
--Today I met a deadline. I didn't know it could be done in the real world. :-P
--Some bright morning, sooner than I realize, I will be back in New England with my Atlantic.
::happy sigh::
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