Nilknarf Journal

Tuesday, 04 August, 1998 19:13

Still pretty blaugh, but not so much. I do believe that I will survive this time.

I stayed up all night last night mostly. I did make an attempt to go to sleep about 02:00, but I just lay there for about an hour, then the damned cat (Trouble) jumped on me, and that was that. The interesting part is... when I went to bed, Lacee wasn't there. Maybe... maybe she's learning. But I do have a story to tell on her...

Sunday evening, she was supposed to go with Steve, but she didn't want to go. She threw a tantrum, she wanted to stay with Grandma. Pretty soon Steve and Patrick left (Karen and I were out on the porch, avoiding the scene) and Lacee came out.

Karen said, "Well, you got your way, didn't you, Lacee?"

And Lacee smiled and said, "Yes, I cried and cried and I got my way!" Big, proud smile on her face. Is this the way of women? I guess that they really do start learning this stuff young.

Now, I don't want to sound like I'm demeaning women at all here... but dammit, that kind of behavior never worked for me. Or my boys, either. Well, not that I know of...

So anyway, I slept from 08:00 to 17:00 today, should be in good shape for the work week, I guess. Next week, I will be working days in CT, that'll be a nice break. Learn some new stuff. Cut down on some call time for some other people.

I finally jumped in on the discussion going on in diary-l, against my better judgement. And, since I don't really have anything else to say tonight, I' ll put it up here, too...

Dammit, I was going to stay out of this. O'well... First off... I went through the crit thing a year or so ago. It was scary,yes it was. I learned a lot of things from it, things that I used to "improve" my journal. In other words, I upped my standards. Gabby mentions a lot of things about journals... crappy writing, poor design, the fact that a lot of them seem to just want to be part of the scene. I agree. But I don't think that's all bad. Actually, I'm flattered, in a way... that means that the "scene" is attractive. But the real point that I want to make is... no matter what we say here... this will all shake out. Let's all try to remember in a year to look back on this discussion. Be prepared to laugh. Those journals whose authors don't really care... well, they won't be here any more. They will be replaced by others who don't care, and by some that *do* care. One of my favorite sayings, however, doesn't apply: "in a hundred years no one will know the difference." Interesting thing about the WWW: it can be regarded as permanent. Yes, your great-great grandkids will be able to read your words. Yes, a crappy journal will be able to haunt your family forever. The cutting edge is sharp on both sides. Ick... how trite.

O'yeah, I ran across a journal that some of you might enjoy... I did... Bluedad. Check it out...