Lazy sick day.
Mar. 3rd, 2005 03:44 pmOne of those days where you just do...nothing.
Wrote another poem for the second challenge at
quirkyhpshorts...am having too much fun with this community! Already we have grown to 230 comments for all the entries. Wow!
The microwave always amuses me because one of the buttons is labeled "Clear Off". Technically, it's Clear/Off, but it still amuses me.
Must go grocery shopping in my awful day-off trash clothes...tonight is Spaghetti night, after all, my fave meal of the week.
Had a moment just now where the black bag containing my shoes in the doorway looked like my beloved old cat Little Moo, who passed away five years ago. For just a split second I thought he was walking into the room, and I got that happy thrill of, oh, I get to pet my sweet baby Moo, and then suddenly I remembered that he's gone and been gone for a long time. Makes me a little teary-eyed.
But that's our system, isn't it? An open system of birth and death, as opposed to a closed system of static life. That's what we have to come to terms with, sometimes multiple times. Despite the feeling that we will be here forever, our time is never long enough.
Started out trivial, ended morbid. One of those days...
Wrote another poem for the second challenge at
The microwave always amuses me because one of the buttons is labeled "Clear Off". Technically, it's Clear/Off, but it still amuses me.
Must go grocery shopping in my awful day-off trash clothes...tonight is Spaghetti night, after all, my fave meal of the week.
Had a moment just now where the black bag containing my shoes in the doorway looked like my beloved old cat Little Moo, who passed away five years ago. For just a split second I thought he was walking into the room, and I got that happy thrill of, oh, I get to pet my sweet baby Moo, and then suddenly I remembered that he's gone and been gone for a long time. Makes me a little teary-eyed.
But that's our system, isn't it? An open system of birth and death, as opposed to a closed system of static life. That's what we have to come to terms with, sometimes multiple times. Despite the feeling that we will be here forever, our time is never long enough.
Started out trivial, ended morbid. One of those days...
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Date: 2005-03-03 09:46 pm (UTC):) i don't have much else at the moment than that.
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Date: 2005-03-03 10:04 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-03 10:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-03 10:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-03 10:26 pm (UTC)Don't think of yourself as being morbid today - merely reflective.
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Date: 2005-03-03 10:31 pm (UTC)youre right, our time is short. for me, it makes the good stuff even better, more special somehow...as for the bad stuff, i just think, good thing i wont have to put up with this shit forever :P
i still think about some pets i've had. the older i get, the more i can appreciate a trusted animal companion. my friend has a cat - gozer, king of beasts - and this cat is 20 years old. his marriage petered out after 15 years.
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Date: 2005-03-03 11:24 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-03 11:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-03 11:27 pm (UTC)You're right...the animals in our lives stay with us and interact with us in a different way than the people in our lives.
Glad you liked his name...he was really a sweet cat, and quite the honeypaws.
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Date: 2005-03-03 11:44 pm (UTC)And no...time is never long enough.
*Hugs!*
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Date: 2005-03-03 11:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-04 12:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-04 03:14 am (UTC)It has been a delightful addition.
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Date: 2005-03-04 03:24 am (UTC)I'm so happy you signed up for it!
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Date: 2005-03-04 04:12 am (UTC)