March 11th, 2002



That's a wrap...

Tomorrow should be fun... I have to pack a couple of days work into tomorrow and then I'm taking Tuesday and Wednesday off (march break... :D)

I'm hoping to go to the sugar bush... well, I'll prol'y take the wife and kids... :D

See ya in the morn'en. :D

morn'en lj.

It's sunny and really quite beautiful out today... but man oh man is the wind cold. Brrrrr...

~ black ftls
~ beige / pale greenish dress pants
~ dk green micro fiber nip shirt. (a poppen we will go, a poppen...)
~ beige and black v-neck sweater
~ trial install of some apps at my desk then off to a client site to do the same thing...
~ some writing...
~ a bucket full of documentation to read.
~ for the peace of confidence and comfort the find it's way to my friend ladyfire
~ to send a shout out to a new friend wbahner
~ more than anything, that lj was searchable. I mean, I wish you could search your own journal, like submitting a keyword via a post using a special LJ tag that auto-generated a reply from the system with all the keyword hits referenced by date and time and/or subject.

Cinnamon... an often under-appreciated spice.
She stands alone, sometimes on a special shelf away from the other spices... sometimes standing among them.
In her pure form, she is clearly not sweet but cable of bringing out the sweetness of anything she comes together with.
Indeed, this pensive, free spirit of a spice, for all her worldliness, class and distinction... is possessed of a singularly unparalleled ability to wear sweet and make it it's own.
That is to say, her sweet is never fake... and always rather unique.

Cinnamon, however, can be a lonely spice.
With loneliness can come the unwelcome partner, sadness.
I have taken a special jar - a pretty decorative jar - and premixed cinnamon with sugar.
Both the pure and the sweet stand together with the other "most special" spices and whenever I open that cupboard I think to myself; "The Cinnamon in my world will never be lonely so long as I have anything to say about it..."
Cinnamon is just too precious to take for granted. She deserves all the care I can shower upon her.


Ok... reports done... time to run for a bus... I got maybe half of what I wanted to get done today... and you know what? I'm really fine with that... you know why? Because you would have to troll far and wide to find anyone as insanely happy as I am today... geez... I mean, talk about yer mood swings...

Reception girl from upstairs was on a mail run and damn if she didn't stop at my desk and stop my clock with a shoulder rub... and she knew what she was doing... the lingering thumb... the press... the blade bending movements... grrrrr... felt grate...

Ok... I have my hand held and I'm inspired... I have a little writing to do... see ya...

oh... dinkydo is killa!

but then again... have you seen fairiedust66's pictures?... picks self up off floor... :D

Later muchachos et muchachas... :D

(that... translated into english reads: "word'em up homeslice... ")
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Ok... so should I let the kids just say in the bath (a bubble bath no less) until the shrivel up and turn into little white raisons? Oh wait... too late.

hahaha... The bathroom is right across the hall from the office (at home) and the boys are a'sitt'en and playen in the tub... "Playing" usually means George lords it over Ed. As I sit here I am listening to Geo singing "blah blah blah... and if you don't do this, you won't get a snack...." Singing, mind you...

I think I'll watch the epi of Dark Angel I taped on Friday... Oh, and do you dig Alias? wow... that show is cooking... I'm betting she becomes a time traveller and goes back to Rambaldi's time and influences his work... ... eh? it could happen.