June 2008 Archives

Reading:

This is book is very very interesting. It's also very depressing and scary.
I've always wondered how "normal" people could afford houses in places like California, now, I know and I'm no longer jealous.
I think this book is a must read for everyone.
Watching:

According to Amazon, there are 216 used & new copies of this book available from $0.01. Sadly, I believe that anything over $0.01 for this movie may teeter on the edge of price gouging.
Worst movie I have seen in a long time.  
Playing:

Honestly, this game is nothing more than a fancified version of bejeweled, except that each match either contributes to your character or attacks the opponent.  It was today's free Game Giveaway of the Day, and it hasn't been a bad way to pass a rainy day in which I have felt rather puny.

As with most cats, Gabriel wants to be where you most want/need to be at any given time. This means he spends a lot of time at the computer.

He's not so helpful, but he's quite cute.

It's hard to get back to work after a few days off.  Especially when I've been out of town, I never feel completely combobulated when I return - it seems as though I've been away much longer.

It feels at though there's been a shift in the winds lately.  I have the niggling feeling that the need to change in some sort of minor yet life-altering way.

If I were more ambitious and/or less tired, I would have a photo for you here - I have several decent ones on my camera that I haven't taken off yet.  But alas, I am not, so there is not.

Tomorrow, or later today, I will force myself to assimilate to a routine again.  I hope.

I'm grumpy this morning for no real reason. Or, for reasons I don't want to acknowledge. I miss having ONE place to write. I feel torn between all my stupid sites and projects. I've always been too caught up the process. Which is a metaphor for my life I guess.

My relationship with writing (both online and off) feels like an amicable divorce.  There's not much animosity, but there isn't much interest either.  Instead of writing, I'd rather just lie in bed, or sit on the deck and stare at the sky than write.

I wish that I was far less apathetic/dysthymic/whatever, but I'm not.  Even when I feel good, I just lack interest.  It's hard to explain, because I'm not unhappy; I just feel like something is 'off' that can't be fixed.

Just random thoughts today.

I bought this kiddie pool for myself yesterday. The original, early spring plan was to get a larger pool and put it on a concrete slad by brother was going to set up. But my brother has been working 60+ hours a week this summer, including several trips out of town. So, that's been on hold. I'm understanding, but also inpatient, so I thought this little guy would work just fine. So far, it's great. It's the perfect size for my favorite float. I want to try to spend a little time out there every day, because the water and the sun, it feels like home to me.