- Spend at least 15 minutes updating fanfiction for those who have been waiting.
- Clean house so Keiyou can come over.
- Make sure I am still able to adult-nap Keiyou.
- Call my sister.
- Call my friend.
- Email someone in need.
- Try to make a post on my own site.
- Tweak around on Keiyou’s blog some more.
- Clean the house some more since I’m sure I was lazy the first time.
- Nap.
- Talk to the kitties for a good half hour.
- Seriously think about doing homework.
- Fill out important paperwork that should have been done four days ago.
- Clean the house again as the kitties will have destroyed it by now.
- Remember to eat occasionally between items on the to do list.
- Blog. (check)
- Try to remember whatever important thing I’m almost certainly forgetting.
Archive for July, 2008
My To Do List
July 29th, 2008
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Very Random Everything
July 29th, 2008
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Art courtesy of Keiyou. :) She made is as a gift for me after some of our very awesome fanfiction related writing sessions. It’s Kurogane (left) and Fai (right) from my favorite anime Tsubasa. Thankies Keyou, you’re the best!!!
I had a thought.
And then I lost it.
Go figure.
Today was blissfully quiet. I sat on the couch most of the day catching up with friends, comments, and while I didn’t actually get any serious writing done- I thought about some of my stories which in its own way almost counts. :) I played with the setting on some of my blogs and set up my friend Keiyou’s brand new blog very nicely if I do say so myself. *grins proudly* She’s still very new to the whole blogging world so it’d be really awesome if any of you out there could maybe stop by and give her a little encouragement. She might seem a bit shy at first but just ignore that because she’s secretly a social bug. *winks*
I’m thinking about starting two more official websites, by official I mean buying the domain name and setting it up. One for my “Don’t Stop Searching’ project and then another for a writing project of mine. Neither will be community sites like Spirit’s Home because I can’t possibly manage another site like it. I just don’t have enough resources and energy to do it. For those of you who know of the “Don’t Stop Searching” project I’ll be looking for volunteers sometime soon to help me catch up on all the emails I have coming in. I haven’t tended to it for a month or two now but I have twenty some posts to make and could really use the help especially if I make a full site out of it.
I’m still tired and rightfully so after an eight day work week but I’ve promised myself there’s no point in complaining about it. I’ve started looking at these little struggles as a form of meditation. Concentration, patience, discipline, and calmness. If I can manage these and focus on these while grinding my teeth and mentally swearing at people then I will feel like I am, in some quiet hidden way, accomplishing something.
It reminds me of something I read from one of Deng Ming-Dao’s books “Tao 365″, I don’t remember the whole story but there was this woman who swept temple steps every day. Not like three or four steps but like three or four hundred. She did this even though each and every day hundreds of tourists and monks would come up those steps to pray. One day someone asked her why she bothered if the elements and people were just going to undo her work the next day? Her reply was something along the lines of pointing to the monks in the midst of prayer. That is how they pray and devote themselves to their spiritual paths. They sit and concentrate or practice discipline and her sweeping the steps was how she practiced, her way of devoting herself to the temple by caring for it and devoting herself to a seeming meaningless task that if she didn’t do it watch and everyday- who would? Someone has to do it after all.
I hope that made sense to the situation I was using it in but in the end if it only makes sense to me I suppose that’s all that really matters. :)
A funny thought…
Keiyou and I were just chatting (okay so we’ve been chatting for over four hours, so sue me) and sharing songs when she sent me this real gem. As soon as I heard it the fire was rushing through my veins urging me to type and my soul filled with words and images that just wanted to explode from the soft chewy center known as my brain. It was awesome but at the same time (and yes I mean this) I wanted to talk to her more than I wanted to write and as much as I can multitask when working on my site or posting- I can’t do it while writing. I just get too absorbed and have difficulty pulling back so I made this joke that they need to make something similar to a Nicotine patch for writer’s when we get that urge. Not to make us quit! By no means should you think I mean that! I just mean that when I was in high-school or when I’m at work it would have really helped my concentration to tone the urge down because when my brain starts going off into that other world and traveling along roads known as scenes, chapters, and paragraphs- well, there’s isn’t a whole lot of room for much else when you have half a universe and then some crammed into your head.
Looking back I can fondly remember several moments where I was sitting in class furiously fleshing out a character sketch or making a timeline for events in one of my stories rather than the civil for example. I still paid attention in class and learned quite a bit but as for my homework- well, it suffered do to some of my more severe writerly urges, hence one of many reasons why I prefer online classes at my own pace.
Been playing around with my computer lots. :) Unlike most people I keep my windows bar vertical along the right side of my desktop so I have more space for various things (and because it just confuses the heck out of anyone using my laptop!). Recently I’ve added two small icons to my bar that open up two menus. The first and most important has shortcuts to my writing programs and all my blessedly multiple story folders. The second links to everything mp3 player and music in general related. I like this setup a lot because even though I can get to most of this stuff through my laptop I tend to be running a lot of open windows at once (yahoo chat windows, msn chat windows, meebo chat windows, blogger, my website, a code platform for my site, the aforementioned story folders and several of the stories themselves…) so it tends to be a bit of a pain to go through the Start menu and all my programs to find something but at the same time it could take even longer sometimes just to find my Desktop and when I do there’s always the chance that my often half formed thoughts have created several random Documents to clutter it up. So, yes, I am very happy with my new little menus. So happy in fact I’ve decorated them with stars. :)
This post feels very random.
I like it.
Maybe now that I’ve gotten some of this clutter out of my head I’ll be able to remember that thought I had.
Maybe?
Lol.
Yay For Comments!
July 28th, 2008
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*hops around* Yays! I think I have replied to all the comments you wonderful, wonderful, awesome people have left me! Here have another picture. It’s the fire flower in my yard. A few more have bloomed since but I love this picture the best. It reminds me of the Faeries.
Hey It’s A Picture!
July 28th, 2008
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Hello all! *waves while holding the camera steady* This is me. I’m not wearing my glasses and am currently being blinded by the flash but it is me nonetheless. :) More photography by Spirit coming soon.
I Wonder
July 25th, 2008
4
Dedicated to Jo who unknowingly inspired me.
I wonder about the paths I have taken, precisely how they have made me who I am. How one choice or another no matter how small has made me who I am.
I wonder about the perspective of the size of the universe. Let me explain this one. Think of a cell with it’s Nucleus and all it’s other parts. Then think about how millions of billions of cells can create a person. If that cell is like a tiny world than a person is like a universe. Like our cells lets say we make up our planet. This planet and all the other spinning rocks in our known universe are cells that make up the universe.
If our universe is expanding is that not unlike mitosis (gods I hope that’s the right word), the process where cells split and multiply? Could our one universe created by our once big bang (the start of the cell) be one among many other universes? Could we be part of one infinitely huge person and not know it? On the reverse end of things couldn’t our cells be like teeny tiny universes within us?
I wonder if I fit under the medical definition of insane. Seriously. If I told someone with some credentials about some of the things I think, see, hear, and believe- I wonder if they’d put me on medication or ask me when I would like to schedule my next appointment.
I wonder if I have a Doppelganger.
I wonder if humans really truly are the only sentient creatures on this planet.
I wonder how some people can do what they do. How can mother’s beat their children? Children leave their mothers? How can someone abandon one person for another? How is it that one person can’t stand to kill a spider while another would massacre an entire family? How can we stand to go to war an kill our own kind at all? How can we look at one nation or army as the enemy when they are the same as us? How can we have persecuted one race over another? How is it we have survived this long as a whole when we are so divided within?
I wonder what happened to honor.
I wonder what’s so wrong with ‘sex’ is everywhere’. Finish reading before you kill me. People are constantly gibbering about sex in the media, sex on TV, sex in movies, sex on clothing, sex in advertising, sex in everything. Yeah, I know some people don’t want their children exposed to such advertising and I don’t blame them one darn bit (note: when I say sex I mean sex appeal) even if they aren’t showing body parts parents have a right to try and influence their children and keep them away from that stuff until they are old enough to understand- sadly not enough parents use this right.
Now, that aside- what is so wrong with sex appeal in the media? It’s a basic human function that both pleasurable and leads to the continuation of the race. If people in general would quit treating the concept like such a bad taboo thing then kids wouldn’t be into it half as much. What’s the fun in doing something everyone considers commonplace after all? Note I’m not talking about the act of sex itself but sex appeal, using women in bikinis to get teenagers to buy said bikinis because they think they’ll look like that or the the next slutty shirt because some girl on TV wore it and then suddenly had all these guys all over her. If we quit treating sex appeal like a bad thing it will quit being a bad thing. Instead of putting it down all the time we should be talking to today’s generation and explaining that while yes, getting the slutty shirt will bring guys to you but that it will bring the wrong kinds of guys to you and explaining to them what they should wear so they don’t look like one night stands. Or we should talk to them and explain why they aren’t old enough to need relationships, etc.
I wonder what it is that makes anime so awesome. :)
I wonder about a bird and his wings. Perhaps to the bird flight is viewed much like we view walking, sometimes tedious, sometimes exhilarating, sometimes it’s just a way from point A to point B, but since birds have feet and thus can walk too but rather fly I choose to believe the more romantic notion- it must be wonderful! I want to be a bird for a day, to spread my winds and stretch them far. To push them down against the air and feel my self propelled, to swoop and dive, and feel the air fighting against me or to bank into it. *sigh* So wonderful.
I wonder what famous authors think when others use their world to write fanfiction. I imagine I would be flattered but it’d be hard to say.
I wonder where my puppy Kitty is and if he’s alright. My mother gave him away nearly five years ago.
I wonder why I wonder certain things. There are many things I don’t have questions about but at the same time I don’t know the answers to the questions I could have. Why is it I question the things I do?
I wonder what it is precisely that helped certain great minds come to the science, philosophy, spiritual, and other stuff altering conclusions other than other people. What was it that made Einstein or Aristotle realize certain things before others? What was it that allowed them to understand or see past what everyone else considered the known universe?
I wonder about my past. So many questions and so few answers. Answers that have no questions and questions that can’t be put into words.
I wonder what people see when they look at me, when they speak to me, when I write to them.
I wonder why… a lot.
