3 posts tagged “busy”

Well, it's pretty busy here and while I finally have something to write about (okay, lots of somethings to write about), I've not much time. So. I'm going to share an article from the Santa Fe Reporter and the letter I wrote to the editor in response And yes, my letter got published. Yay. The article can be found here. My response was the following:

LIVING IN FEAR?

Upon reading “Wi-Fried” [Outtakes, May 16], I was caught somewhere between giggling and disappointment. Every new piece of technology that mankind attaches itself to is always going to be lambasted by reactionary outbursts. That doesn’t mean, however, that it never stops being ridiculous each and every time. Televisions, microwaves, computers, cell phones and even the automobile were subject to an uneducated outcry.

So, do we run screaming one way or another? Here’s a novel idea: Why not check up on all the studies? Why not wait until they come out and then maybe we’ll know one way or another. How about we find something moderate to sit with before we start screaming that everything is going to kill us?

Before I sit and spend God knows how much time listening to someone tell me that something is good or bad for me, I want to know just what their educational background is so maybe I have a fighting chance to get unbiased information. Does this man, Firstenberg, have the knowledge to back himself up or is it merely overblown concern and conspiracy theories?

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I must say, I was rather amused my letter made it in. Anyway, I've got an early morning so I'm going to go shower. G'night kids! Maybe one day I'll sit down long enough to get a real entry up.

Anathema

I finally figured out why my stomach is causing me so many issues. It's doing it again. The common thread? Milk. Milk has been making me absolutely sick to my stomach. This new development is horrifying. I like milk. I love ice cream. I adore cheese. But every time I've had a milk product this week... I've been absolutely sick. I hope to gods that this passes. I didn't have any until dinner and within twenty minutes - possibly less - I felt awful. Since then, my insides have been raging and I've been spending waaay too much time in the restroom. Nooo!!! *insert childish whining, crying and pouting here*

To make matters worse, I managed to get a fierce sunburn on my shoulders after perhaps only an hour, cumulatively, in the sun. Lovely. They're almost glowing, they're so red. My nose is a light cherry color but not enough for me to be bothered by it. The bright side to this, aside from the luminous warmth of the burns, is that the trench got dug today. The main body of the supply line was buried and so tomorrow, after we make sure all the fittings are secure, we will be on city water. Yay! No more water issues. I hope.

Oh and I had a dandy start to the day. I awoke with the most horrendous sensation known to woman aside from childbirth. And guys, this will make you twitch. This will fall under the TMI category. I awoke with the worst possible pain from a yeast infection. Damn it all. However, it is now under control. I've had more of these damn things since I've been on the shot then I ever got while on the pill. Fuck this. I'm going back to the pill.

Aside from all this, I've been doing paperwork all day. And it's all stuff for the business. There's a lot and I'm not anywhere near being caught up yet. Oh well. I was so wrapped up that I haven't done a thing with the computer beyond typing this and working with Microsoft Money all day. I'll fool around with email tomorrow. I hope.

Just spoke with Free and that makes me feel a bit better, as always. We both seemed to have an extraordinarily busy day today and it's wonderful to curl up and take refuge in his voice and words after the mess of a day is said and done. It's a comfort like nothing else. I can only hope that things will calm down for both of us. It sounds like he will be having a great night tomorrow and I'm thrilled to hear it. I.. well... who knows what will be happening. I never can tell anymore.

So, I'm going to finish talking with Vance and call it a night. Oh! You know, I've mentioned Vance before and I should probably tell you who he is. Vance is a dear friend of mine in Los Angeles. I met him over on OKC a while ago and so we talk on AIM quite a bit. He's a great friend and one of my favorite people to flirt with. He's been having a shit time on the dating scene so I've been commiserating with him and trying to offer what help I can.

Well, g'night kids!

Anathema

Just saying that I am alive. I've spent the last day and a half falling in and out of consciousness. This is what I am doing:

Just finished filing my taxes. I am expecting around thirteen hundred. I will be throwing all my paychecks into said account and doing what I can to live off of as little as I can.

I need to clean out my external drive. It's too junked up with things I don't need/want any more. Plus I need to look through some of my old writings.

Speaking of writings! I need to write Quin so I will do so in my notebook then type it up afterwards. Then I need to work on a few short stories. I'm thinking of bundling some of them together. Plot. Plot. Plot.

I am going to speak to my father's dance instructor about when I can get in. I need to do this. I need to stop using my ankle as a crutch. I envy those who can be graceful in all they do. It's time I stop envying them and try it. No excuses.

I also need to look into taking voice lessons. I can sing but it's rough. Untrained. I can be better. I want to be better. I want to sing ballads that make people cry. I want to sing a love song that can bring out the sun on the darkest of days. I can do this.

I need to start looking into where I can take accredited online courses. I want to teach so what the hell is stopping me? Me. I need to get out of my own way.

And above all, thank you, Free, love. That trip did more for me than you can imagine. I know now what I want. And I know what I must do to get it.

Okay! Off I go! Much to do and never enough time to do it in! There is still so much swimming in my head about the trip and questions of friends bring even more to mind. I feel like a child looking at a whole new world.

If anyone needs me or wants to talk to me either call me or text message me. No offense but if you don't have that info, I probably don't know you well enough to pop online at a moments notice for you.

Anathema