Just in case anyone stumbles in here by accident, I'd like to point out I've pretty much closed this blog.
I can be found at www.camysgaff.com: where my fiction, poetry, and some songs lurk. My current blog is also there.
Thanks for dropping by!
Camy
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Sunday, 3 August 2008
Friday, 29 June 2007
Here and Now
Friday 29th June
The solstice hasn't affected me as much this year. Normally I'm depressed as hell, as the year starts to wind down, and the days get shorter. I know it takes a long time for it to become apparent, but it's happening none the less.
A year or so ago I bought a huge mother of a computer, that had at one stage in its life, been a server. I got it cheap and struggled to get it into the car. Prouder than a chipmunk with a horde of nuts, I set it up and moved most of my mp3 albums onto it (as well as a bunch of other stuff). It hasn't worked since. So today I pulled it apart, took out the hard drive, and found I had over fifty albums, a lot of writing I'd forgotten, and a recording of a rehearsal in 2004 where I played drums. All in all nearly 4Gb of data.
Factoid: The lavatory doesn't leak any more. Happiness.
Much to my surprise, and without thinking, I called M 'Babe' this afternoon. He grinned. After I got over the shock, I grinned too. :)
I'm utterly fed up with normality. I'm going to get off my face, then, maybe I'll be able to write something worthwhile.
The solstice hasn't affected me as much this year. Normally I'm depressed as hell, as the year starts to wind down, and the days get shorter. I know it takes a long time for it to become apparent, but it's happening none the less.
A year or so ago I bought a huge mother of a computer, that had at one stage in its life, been a server. I got it cheap and struggled to get it into the car. Prouder than a chipmunk with a horde of nuts, I set it up and moved most of my mp3 albums onto it (as well as a bunch of other stuff). It hasn't worked since. So today I pulled it apart, took out the hard drive, and found I had over fifty albums, a lot of writing I'd forgotten, and a recording of a rehearsal in 2004 where I played drums. All in all nearly 4Gb of data.
Factoid: The lavatory doesn't leak any more. Happiness.
Much to my surprise, and without thinking, I called M 'Babe' this afternoon. He grinned. After I got over the shock, I grinned too. :)
I'm utterly fed up with normality. I'm going to get off my face, then, maybe I'll be able to write something worthwhile.
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