Archive for November, 2007

Session and After Notes

November 27th, 2007

Aggressive v. Passive. Assertive v. Submissive. Quiet v. Loud. Acknowledged v. Invisible. Rubber bands; exaggerated sitcom effect. I don’t speak up about [the things I think] because I believe [the things I think] have no value. Practice; reminders; belief not required.

when i’m sixty-four

November 25th, 2007

i am not sending this to Donna. i was gonna but it’s wrong wrong wrong. i’m still very altered (the image on the monitor is still moving right to left) but i’m posting it here because i’d rather embarass myself in front of hundreds of thousands of (ok, both of you) people than sned this [...]

Dan Brown’s “Digital Fortress”

November 24th, 2007

Is a book considered good even if it entertains for the wrong reasons? I picked it up from an opened box of books from the old house on my way to the bathroom. I’m not sure where it came from; I might’ve bought it in a stack of random stuff from McKay’s, or it might [...]

Catching Up, Followup

November 23rd, 2007

Dentist’s office is closed. No big deal, I’ll call ‘em Monday. Took Shada outside for a bit. About ten minutes or so, then someone walked by on the sidewalk and she wanted to come in again. I was looking over video cards at CompUSA, and got to thinking about it some more. I’ve got an [...]

Catching Up

November 23rd, 2007

Random cascading thoughts: I need to replace my video card’s fan. => It’s sort of old, and would probably be easier just to replace the video card. => Chipset fan’s dead, it looks like, too. => How important is that, anyway? => You know, this case has got to be eight or nine years old. [...]

November 18th, 2007

November 18th, 2007

Haven’t done anything today but feed the paranoia. Well, that, and change the litter box. Paranoia and kitty litter. There’s a lot I want to say, but to what purpose? I’ve said it all before. Put some self-pitying shit in here, I guess, followed by a plea for recognition that I exist. After questioning the [...]

I’m a Jerk

November 12th, 2007

I broke up with Karren tonight. About half an hour ago. All I can think is that I’ve hurt her, and she loves me. She loves me the way I am. She’s had some really shitty things done to her, and now I’ve just thrown some more on. And here I’m whining about it.

Bank Holiday

November 12th, 2007

I’ve been at a bit of a plateau lately. I like it, when I’m not afraid of it. Karren helped me buy a new washing machine this weekend. When the salesperson tried to backpedal on the free delivery, I had to struggle to say “that seems a little dishonest”, but Karren had no trouble asking [...]