The LJ Update that Wouldn't Happen
Apr. 17th, 2005 01:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
in_the_blueEver have one of those nights where you're trying to update your journal and you keep getting distracted?
Feel like you're losing your mind?
Well, we're pleased to introduce the amazing LJ-O-Matic. It writes your entries for you! Simply type in your top ten keywords for the day and it will craft an entry in the style you choose: modern, romantic, archaic, medieval, biblical, canonical, Shakespearean, or netspeak.
I'm very much enjoying reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy to Hannah. She's so sophisticated for her age: there's not a lot in it that she doesn't get. I'm sure some of the most obscure things go floating right over that head of hers, but for the most part she listens for the humor and guffaws with it. She's such a refreshing kid and she's so smart and so erudite. She amazes me.
So let me ask those of you who are parents: would you rather have a compliant child who acquiesces to everyone's wishes and is always pleasant to be around, or a strong child who's not afraid to express her opinion and has a rich and active imagination?
You can guess how I'd answer.
It feels like days since I updated with anything of significance for all of you to read, because I keep getting distracted. Damn you, Gemini ascendant. Or should I be smiting lack of sleep instead? All I know is that tomorrow (today) is Sunday and I can sleep late(r), diolch byth! unless the cats fight on top of me in bed or the phone rings or any number of things. Sleep is good. I'm not a self-regulating type of person; I run to obsessions (Scorpio sun) and a willingness to indulge in dreams (Pisces moon). I get random hard crushes on people (Venus in Sagittarius) and communicate compulsively (Mercury in Scorpio). My actions tend towards wanting to do things in partnerships (Mars in Libra), or at least getting approval from partners. Oh, look, I got distracted again and turned this into an open astrology lesson.
Why I Love Languages, Part 2
(There was no Part 1.)
Because... to be able to turn a phrase in a variety of languages is an art and a skill and a pleasure. To be able to absorb the cadence and rhythm and flow of another form of speech is exhilarating in an intellectual sort of way. I've heard time and again that to know a culture, study its language. And to be able to tell people to go to hell and make it sound so very intriguing is something that I like to be able to pull out of my back pocket and use when necessary.
Hannah now wishes she'd gone on Twilight Zone Tower of Terror at Disneyland. Otra vez, pequeñita mía.
Now I feel practically compelled to do this "x number of things about my character" meme that's flooding the back room at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
milliways_bar. I might, I might not. Capricious and whimsical? Mmmaybe. But then I'd have to do one for both ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
not_that_spike and _dragon_fang_ and it might be an interesting exercise in discipline. And how can I even think about doing it when I only get 5 hours of sleep a night and have two full-time people there? Guess what suffers for it? Everything else.
But no, that's not true, I've had a hugely creative week. Wrote the second -- or continuing -- chapter in my original fic and wrote that Bill story, which is still waiting for the Quill. I've got a lot of stuff done in reality as opposed to just in my brain. I had breakfast with a friend who consistently tells me that I'm a goddess and a strong beautiful woman, so that's always an amazing boost to my confidence (which can get drained more easily than I like to admit). And for a super-secretive Scorpio I am certainly putting my heart on my sleeve tonight. Must be air and fire rubbing off on my watery self.
I like it when elements collide and combine.
I want things in my life. It's not that I'm full of envy for people who are doing other things; I do plenty. It's just that sometimes I can get lost in the ethereal, and get distracted, and go from one thing to another like I'm gathering up a thread left behind in a maze, hoping that it will lead to treasure. And always, always, my brain has a soundtrack. Some song playing over and over and over and long ago I stopped trying to get it to be quiet and just embraced the fact that my mind wants to think in music. I had to accept that meditation isn't impossible, it's just filled with melody. I can go to that place, that place I teach my clients and students they can go to any time they want once I've helped them visualize how to get there. I just have to remember that I want to do the same.
I'm rambling. I'm tired.
I want to send hugs of love and congratulations toheidi8 on the birth of her daughter, Catherine. Blessings to you and your family, my friend. She's beautiful.
I also want to tell these people how special they are and how much I appreciate them:shellebelle93, ravensnape, hellcatjelybean, sff_corgi, mme_publisher, and lostinapapercup.
If anyone frommilliways_bar reads this, let me know, yeah? That place has its moments. It's a kick.
Shut up and post.
But, says the self, now's quiet time. My time of night. Everyone else is asleep; can't I stay awake and enjoy it?
Feel like you're losing your mind?
Well, we're pleased to introduce the amazing LJ-O-Matic. It writes your entries for you! Simply type in your top ten keywords for the day and it will craft an entry in the style you choose: modern, romantic, archaic, medieval, biblical, canonical, Shakespearean, or netspeak.
I'm very much enjoying reading The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy to Hannah. She's so sophisticated for her age: there's not a lot in it that she doesn't get. I'm sure some of the most obscure things go floating right over that head of hers, but for the most part she listens for the humor and guffaws with it. She's such a refreshing kid and she's so smart and so erudite. She amazes me.
So let me ask those of you who are parents: would you rather have a compliant child who acquiesces to everyone's wishes and is always pleasant to be around, or a strong child who's not afraid to express her opinion and has a rich and active imagination?
You can guess how I'd answer.
It feels like days since I updated with anything of significance for all of you to read, because I keep getting distracted. Damn you, Gemini ascendant. Or should I be smiting lack of sleep instead? All I know is that tomorrow (today) is Sunday and I can sleep late(r), diolch byth! unless the cats fight on top of me in bed or the phone rings or any number of things. Sleep is good. I'm not a self-regulating type of person; I run to obsessions (Scorpio sun) and a willingness to indulge in dreams (Pisces moon). I get random hard crushes on people (Venus in Sagittarius) and communicate compulsively (Mercury in Scorpio). My actions tend towards wanting to do things in partnerships (Mars in Libra), or at least getting approval from partners. Oh, look, I got distracted again and turned this into an open astrology lesson.
Why I Love Languages, Part 2
(There was no Part 1.)
Because... to be able to turn a phrase in a variety of languages is an art and a skill and a pleasure. To be able to absorb the cadence and rhythm and flow of another form of speech is exhilarating in an intellectual sort of way. I've heard time and again that to know a culture, study its language. And to be able to tell people to go to hell and make it sound so very intriguing is something that I like to be able to pull out of my back pocket and use when necessary.
Hannah now wishes she'd gone on Twilight Zone Tower of Terror at Disneyland. Otra vez, pequeñita mía.
Now I feel practically compelled to do this "x number of things about my character" meme that's flooding the back room at
milliways_bar. I might, I might not. Capricious and whimsical? Mmmaybe. But then I'd have to do one for both not_that_spike and _dragon_fang_ and it might be an interesting exercise in discipline. And how can I even think about doing it when I only get 5 hours of sleep a night and have two full-time people there? Guess what suffers for it? Everything else.But no, that's not true, I've had a hugely creative week. Wrote the second -- or continuing -- chapter in my original fic and wrote that Bill story, which is still waiting for the Quill. I've got a lot of stuff done in reality as opposed to just in my brain. I had breakfast with a friend who consistently tells me that I'm a goddess and a strong beautiful woman, so that's always an amazing boost to my confidence (which can get drained more easily than I like to admit). And for a super-secretive Scorpio I am certainly putting my heart on my sleeve tonight. Must be air and fire rubbing off on my watery self.
I like it when elements collide and combine.
I want things in my life. It's not that I'm full of envy for people who are doing other things; I do plenty. It's just that sometimes I can get lost in the ethereal, and get distracted, and go from one thing to another like I'm gathering up a thread left behind in a maze, hoping that it will lead to treasure. And always, always, my brain has a soundtrack. Some song playing over and over and over and long ago I stopped trying to get it to be quiet and just embraced the fact that my mind wants to think in music. I had to accept that meditation isn't impossible, it's just filled with melody. I can go to that place, that place I teach my clients and students they can go to any time they want once I've helped them visualize how to get there. I just have to remember that I want to do the same.
I'm rambling. I'm tired.
I want to send hugs of love and congratulations to
heidi8 on the birth of her daughter, Catherine. Blessings to you and your family, my friend. She's beautiful.I also want to tell these people how special they are and how much I appreciate them:
shellebelle93, ravensnape, hellcatjelybean, sff_corgi, mme_publisher, and lostinapapercup.If anyone from
milliways_bar reads this, let me know, yeah? That place has its moments. It's a kick.Shut up and post.
But, says the self, now's quiet time. My time of night. Everyone else is asleep; can't I stay awake and enjoy it?
