Just testing to see about posting on Dreamwidth--and if I can cross post to Live Journal.
Don't believe I can do it the other way around.
Presume I should cross-post to Live Journal just to test if anyone sees it.
I'm not sure if anyone is still using their dreamwidth accounts.
Or their Live Journal accounts.
I'm sorry we lost so many to Facebook.
It cost us the conversations that we had at LiveJournal.
It cost us a lot of privacy.
It cost us a lot of deeper conversations.
It's faster. I'm frustrated by the fact that many people would rather use a FB post or a FB (blech) Messenger contact than text or email. So much more can be done with email.
What's really frustrating is that every other possible form of communication, even just electronic forms, are lost to FB.
I've spent so much time, over the years, reminding people how I can be contacted. More convenient ways to contact me. Ways that may be more convenient for them.
It's all down to FB.
And now we are cursing & blaming FB. The very friends (no, not you if you are reading this), who said, "Everyone is moving to FB" (the same folks who rolled their eyes whenever they heard someone say everyone does X)--those same people are now cussing out FB and the "sheep" that all followed the path there.
Forgetting who were the shepherds that insisted they wouldn't use any other conduit for communication.
Sorry. Feeling old tired and isolated tonight.
Even my therapist is through TalkSpace--and after over a year, I'm wondering why I'm doing this (oh yes, because I have no time, and little privacy space, to talk to a real person, nor the cash for it.)
You know what I miss? Diary writing. And I can blame that on Facebook. That started falling off with LiveJournal.
It's been great talking to y'all over the last...13 years? But sometimes you miss being honest about what has happened to you--and that can't happen with "real" conversation. I have to be honest with myself about that.
I think what I miss is being honest, and viperish with myself, and about others.
And I need to do that before I can talk with people, old or new, whether I keep friends or jettison the others--or even just try to talk to a therapist and see if she was trained to handle what I'm dealing with.
I've got to talk to me. Honestly.
Later if we're any of us are still here. (Still not sure what will happen with LiveJournal--must find out who currently owns it.)
Don't believe I can do it the other way around.
Presume I should cross-post to Live Journal just to test if anyone sees it.
I'm not sure if anyone is still using their dreamwidth accounts.
Or their Live Journal accounts.
I'm sorry we lost so many to Facebook.
It cost us the conversations that we had at LiveJournal.
It cost us a lot of privacy.
It cost us a lot of deeper conversations.
It's faster. I'm frustrated by the fact that many people would rather use a FB post or a FB (blech) Messenger contact than text or email. So much more can be done with email.
What's really frustrating is that every other possible form of communication, even just electronic forms, are lost to FB.
I've spent so much time, over the years, reminding people how I can be contacted. More convenient ways to contact me. Ways that may be more convenient for them.
It's all down to FB.
And now we are cursing & blaming FB. The very friends (no, not you if you are reading this), who said, "Everyone is moving to FB" (the same folks who rolled their eyes whenever they heard someone say everyone does X)--those same people are now cussing out FB and the "sheep" that all followed the path there.
Forgetting who were the shepherds that insisted they wouldn't use any other conduit for communication.
Sorry. Feeling old tired and isolated tonight.
Even my therapist is through TalkSpace--and after over a year, I'm wondering why I'm doing this (oh yes, because I have no time, and little privacy space, to talk to a real person, nor the cash for it.)
You know what I miss? Diary writing. And I can blame that on Facebook. That started falling off with LiveJournal.
It's been great talking to y'all over the last...13 years? But sometimes you miss being honest about what has happened to you--and that can't happen with "real" conversation. I have to be honest with myself about that.
I think what I miss is being honest, and viperish with myself, and about others.
And I need to do that before I can talk with people, old or new, whether I keep friends or jettison the others--or even just try to talk to a therapist and see if she was trained to handle what I'm dealing with.
I've got to talk to me. Honestly.
Later if we're any of us are still here. (Still not sure what will happen with LiveJournal--must find out who currently owns it.)
it sounds exciting....
Apr. 16th, 2012 05:13 pmbut blog about 100 things of...what?
I'm a hermit, getting more hermity by the day, with 30-60 minutes per week day to stop an think.
Don't read, don't watch tv, don't go to movies, don't listen to music.
What to blog?
Blog is to write about things, events, people, experiences of interest to others
What to blog?
I'm a hermit, getting more hermity by the day, with 30-60 minutes per week day to stop an think.
Don't read, don't watch tv, don't go to movies, don't listen to music.
What to blog?
Blog is to write about things, events, people, experiences of interest to others
What to blog?
Very light
Oct. 27th, 2011 12:48 pmMore important stuff to post but no time.
But for some lightness: LJ community Vintage_ads.
Seriously. This is going to be my Cake Wrecks--something amusing to pop up and make me laugh, or gasp OMG, or "SHIT! I remember that ad oh crap I'm old!" (Halloween Coke ad.)
BTW, Vintage does mean 1980's as well.
Now feel REEAALLLYYY old.
But for some lightness: LJ community Vintage_ads.
Seriously. This is going to be my Cake Wrecks--something amusing to pop up and make me laugh, or gasp OMG, or "SHIT! I remember that ad oh crap I'm old!" (Halloween Coke ad.)
BTW, Vintage does mean 1980's as well.
Now feel REEAALLLYYY old.
Useless musings (water under the bridge)
Oct. 2nd, 2011 09:34 pmNow realistically, I know why I took Latin....
1) I couldn't afford the Spanish Class and book at community college,
2) they *did* offer Latin, and how often does that come about,
3) at my community college, I presumed that opportunity would not last much longer (proved to be somewhat true),
4) it would still fulfill the language requirement,
5) it's dream / ideal for most people to study Latin or ancient Greek.
So I took the opportunity.
I would like to continue in studies. But I realize Spanish or Korean would be more useful. Both are available to at DHS, adult ed.
(I've tried Spanish before--for some reason, French was easier.) I tried tackling the Korean alphabet, and small beginning words, but no formal training.
And now, reading Live Journal, and realizing I've been friended by random people who write mostly in Slavic languages....dammit. Does Rick Steve's have a Russian guide?
(For those of you not writing in Russian, but one of the other Slavic languages, my apologies for the linguistic generalization. But I presume that even still, Russian is the general language of communication across Eastern European blogs.)
I attempted to learn Russian once, when our fencing salle acquired a Ukrainian emigrant. I had small tags taped around my apartment to teach myself common words. Alas, all I can remember is pyat, in Roman alphabet. And I cannot even count from one to four in order to reach it.
And now I've just discovered it is also a rude slang term? *sigh*. Back to Horatio.
1) I couldn't afford the Spanish Class and book at community college,
2) they *did* offer Latin, and how often does that come about,
3) at my community college, I presumed that opportunity would not last much longer (proved to be somewhat true),
4) it would still fulfill the language requirement,
5) it's dream / ideal for most people to study Latin or ancient Greek.
So I took the opportunity.
I would like to continue in studies. But I realize Spanish or Korean would be more useful. Both are available to at DHS, adult ed.
(I've tried Spanish before--for some reason, French was easier.) I tried tackling the Korean alphabet, and small beginning words, but no formal training.
And now, reading Live Journal, and realizing I've been friended by random people who write mostly in Slavic languages....dammit. Does Rick Steve's have a Russian guide?
(For those of you not writing in Russian, but one of the other Slavic languages, my apologies for the linguistic generalization. But I presume that even still, Russian is the general language of communication across Eastern European blogs.)
I attempted to learn Russian once, when our fencing salle acquired a Ukrainian emigrant. I had small tags taped around my apartment to teach myself common words. Alas, all I can remember is pyat, in Roman alphabet. And I cannot even count from one to four in order to reach it.
And now I've just discovered it is also a rude slang term? *sigh*. Back to Horatio.
Writer's Block: On the red carpet
Sep. 18th, 2011 08:02 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
are you kidding? I don't even know what the feck is on Hulu, let alone broadcast TV (and no, don't have extensive cable).
I will go into the office on Tuesday, nod/smile/grimace/roll eyes/shake head at all the right points in the office conversation, and vaguely agree with everyone's opinion about what he said/she wore/who got robbed at the ceremony.
are you kidding? I don't even know what the feck is on Hulu, let alone broadcast TV (and no, don't have extensive cable).
I will go into the office on Tuesday, nod/smile/grimace/roll eyes/shake head at all the right points in the office conversation, and vaguely agree with everyone's opinion about what he said/she wore/who got robbed at the ceremony.
Writer's Block: Blast to the past
Sep. 7th, 2011 09:40 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
You know Dad is in the wrong about a long of things: your interests and capabilities are one of those.
You are smarter than you think in math and science. Some good teachers will prove that in the future. You enjoy biological sciences--indulge yourself.
Dad can be encouraging about your smarts--but he's controlling about where you should apply your mind. Learn about the hard sciences from him--but you are in control of this.
Mum believes you can do anything--also ask for her help in how to be self supporting, disciplined, and set goals. she had to do that at a young age. Ask for more tasks and goals--and support on how to accomplish them.
Learn to research, guide, build, steer--and take pleasure--in your own life.
Learn to hold a job early, move out early. Keep confidence in school: don't be pushed into accelerated courses or 'dummy' courses. Mom will back you up on this. Keep to the middle road,and find those teachers willing to teach you.
When you get to community college, that's when your mind will bloom. Follow your loves and skills--you can become unemployed and poor in any field. You may as well labor in what you love to do while worrying about the rent.
******************
Learn to be physically strong. Learn to have confidence in your body, and enjoy what it can do.
You aren't pretty. You know that. Learn that it is not a sin, a crime, or the mark of a lesser being. It's a social standard: it has no basis in reality.
You body just is.
Find a solitary sport, where people aren't judgmental or competitive. Find something where you can grow and develop your own strength, stamina, and agility.
Then, find a group physical activity, so that you can enjoy the company of people who will encourage you.
Learn to dance. And never give up bicycling--you'll regret it.
*********************
Never give up listening to music: expand into all genres before middle age. If there is one place where Dad knows his shit, it's music.
Oh, and keep the baritone uke. It will take 4 decades to come back into fashion, but you'll understand chordal theory by then.
Never give up reading good books.
Comics are fun--but don't let them take over your time, space and money.
19th century literature is going to be a fuck ton more fun than you think right now.
Poetry. You've started a bit--don't give it up during your teens. It's going to rock more than anything else in life.
Don't stop cartooning or drawing. The withdrawal symptoms just make you go crazy.
And yes, you should explore all the ways you can use your drawing and design skills.
Oh, and have confidence, get a job early in life so that you can move out early. It will save your sanity, keep you from depending on people--and maybe your mom can move in with you.
Road trips with mom would rock.
You know Dad is in the wrong about a long of things: your interests and capabilities are one of those.
You are smarter than you think in math and science. Some good teachers will prove that in the future. You enjoy biological sciences--indulge yourself.
Dad can be encouraging about your smarts--but he's controlling about where you should apply your mind. Learn about the hard sciences from him--but you are in control of this.
Mum believes you can do anything--also ask for her help in how to be self supporting, disciplined, and set goals. she had to do that at a young age. Ask for more tasks and goals--and support on how to accomplish them.
Learn to research, guide, build, steer--and take pleasure--in your own life.
Learn to hold a job early, move out early. Keep confidence in school: don't be pushed into accelerated courses or 'dummy' courses. Mom will back you up on this. Keep to the middle road,and find those teachers willing to teach you.
When you get to community college, that's when your mind will bloom. Follow your loves and skills--you can become unemployed and poor in any field. You may as well labor in what you love to do while worrying about the rent.
******************
Learn to be physically strong. Learn to have confidence in your body, and enjoy what it can do.
You aren't pretty. You know that. Learn that it is not a sin, a crime, or the mark of a lesser being. It's a social standard: it has no basis in reality.
You body just is.
Find a solitary sport, where people aren't judgmental or competitive. Find something where you can grow and develop your own strength, stamina, and agility.
Then, find a group physical activity, so that you can enjoy the company of people who will encourage you.
Learn to dance. And never give up bicycling--you'll regret it.
*********************
Never give up listening to music: expand into all genres before middle age. If there is one place where Dad knows his shit, it's music.
Oh, and keep the baritone uke. It will take 4 decades to come back into fashion, but you'll understand chordal theory by then.
Never give up reading good books.
Comics are fun--but don't let them take over your time, space and money.
19th century literature is going to be a fuck ton more fun than you think right now.
Poetry. You've started a bit--don't give it up during your teens. It's going to rock more than anything else in life.
Don't stop cartooning or drawing. The withdrawal symptoms just make you go crazy.
And yes, you should explore all the ways you can use your drawing and design skills.
Oh, and have confidence, get a job early in life so that you can move out early. It will save your sanity, keep you from depending on people--and maybe your mom can move in with you.
Road trips with mom would rock.
Was going to post this at facebook, and realized...nobody's there. Well,
lyahdan is not there. Not many people who have CSA boxes are logged in at the minute. And the problem with FB is if people are not reading write then, then will not find your older posts.
ANYWAY....The Kitchen Window
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ANYWAY....The Kitchen Window