I truck 'n I truck 'n I keep on truckin .....

In the infernally opposite way that I tend to do things, I stayed up very late last night even tho I was very tired and have to work today. Be assured if there were something I had to do, I would want to sleep.

(Who am I talking to here? I want personification... perfectly reasonable, religions everywhere have been doing it for centuries)

So I was oppositional and now I'm cranky and I'm not going to work. Personal reasons. Neat little box for the myriad of things that may affect one's ability to go off and do what you agree to do each day in return for money.
I like my job (on the wayward sea) in so as my job is defined but it involves peripherals I'm not up fo' today i.e people who will talk to me.

Fatigue is not my only personal reason, i am slightly exhausted from the grief involved in the demise of something (Anything, surely something just died somewhere!)

No. 'Twas my relationship. I knew it would end & I knew it was meant to. Because we (Earthboy & I), are pretty good friends we prolonged the inevitable but not long enough that we got nasty (Well I threw things sometimes but only soft things) Anyway, the fabled exchange of belongings yesterday has been taxing on my already overworked mind. They say moving house is up there with the best of 'em in the stress stakes and this week I have also done that.
The churlish winds of change are not likely to cease but at least I have a day off. And a new toy.

I'm about as fond of the word blog as I am of the word chunderous. But a rose by any other name...... and this rose affords personal expression and currently, a sense of novelty.

I thank the universe for black coffee, anyone with a healthy sense of irony and Johnny Cash.

I ask the universe to consider immortalising valued musicians in future to avoid examples of aforementioned demise and subsequent grief and to please, please not kill Bjork just yet (despite pleas from those who do not understand - philestines..!)

Word For The Day: Fractal (noun) -

1. A Curve or geometrical figure, each part of which has the same statistical character as the whole. Theoretically useful in describing partly random or chaotic natural phenomena (eg. crystal growth, life on earth), non-uniform structures in which similar patterns recur on progressively smaller scales.

Remember: If you call your child Weblog, you know what his friends will call him for short and it ain't pretty.

"It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage"
"1984"- George Orwell

Peace.

I'm tryna define this little forum in my head. It can't be my journal because then I can't write about you. It will be a soliloquy until someone hears but I talk to myself enough. Perhaps I should address it in anticipation of readers. Many, many readers, clamouring around their 'puters to hear my every word. It's hard for me to see the boundaries of this little forum. Picturing at once both an empty, creaking room and sprawling catacombs full of entities from far and many lands. I can't decide whether to be tricky or ironic or God forbid, honest (highly valued path but not recommended for the fainthearted). We shall see. Tomorrow is a long time.

Word For The Day: Curlicue- (noun) - A fantastic curl or twist. Also curlycue. (Cute li'l curlycue!)

449

I died for Beauty-but was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When One who died for Truth, was lain
In an adjoining Room-

He questioned softly 'Why I failed'?
'For Beauty', I replied -
'And I- for Truth - Themself are One -
We Brethren, are', He said -

And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night -
We talked between the Rooms -
Until the Moss had reached our lips -
And covered up - our names -

Emily Dickinson c. 1862

It's not like I imagined. Not frightening. It's a little bright tho. Makes me a little nauseous, or bilious, if you like (I like). I shall come again soon if I do not explode.