Other people on the web... what a lot of fun!
I find that I enjoy almost all of them, although some of them make me uneasy; I do believe that homosexuality is OK. I believe that sexuality is OK, heck, I've even been known to participate myself. However, the xian way that I was raised still affects the way I think about such things. Or at least, Talking about such things. I find that I am much more sympathetic with female homosexuals than I am with males. But then, we have more in common: I like women too! I cannot imagine myself in a sexual relationship with another male, but if I was a woman, I imagine that I would like other women more than males.
To each his own, and I wish everybody happiness in their relationships, both on- and off-line.
Most of the journals that I really enjoy talk about life in general, how hard it is or how wonderful it is and how they cope. Everyday stuff, like you talk about with a co-worker or sometimes a close friend. There is a lot of wisdom there free for the taking. Any and all subjects are broached, discussed and torn apart to see what makes them work. Politics, relationships, computers, bathroom tiles...
The neighborhood community of journal-keepers is part of the bigger internet community as a whole, only we have faces and opinions. I feel really good being a part of it. I feel close to these people, because they let me, even welcome me. I love it!
The OPEN PAGES webring has introduced me to several more journals, and I hope will continue to do so!
I got a call from JD a few minutes ago, he's having trouble getting started up from Texas, so he'll be here a little later than planned originally. I'm really looking forward to seeing him. Karen is going to Wichita, she's taking Brian and she'll be back Monday evening sometime. We're supposed to go out to Herman and Debi's to watch the Chiefs play Dallas in a pre-season game. I hope that Debi's feeling up to it by then.
Karen and I are going to a wedding this afternoon... one of the guys that works nights in SPD, Gerry. I took him fishing with me a couple weeks ago, he's a really nice guy, I wish him and Katy well.
I've been wearing this damned heart monitor about five days now, and I have had nothing to record yet. I guess that's good, in a way. My skin where the leads attach is really getting raw, even with moving them around every day to a slightly different location. O well.
More later, I'll have the whole evening to write after Karen's gone.
Almost all of my web time lately has been spent reading other people's journals. I could name names, but I won't.