Last published, August 2005

Oh, blogspot. How anonymous you are for me... as no one who cares a wick would ever think to check this.  You alone are my online diary, my unknown, my rarely visited but awfully explanatory little piece of the ninernet binary which makes up an infinitesimal portion of this world wide web.

I have to make my computer learn new words just to complete a paragraph without little dotted red lines underneath certain words; such as "blogspot".

Tomorrow is my birthday.  I'll be twenty-nine. Even typing that made me sigh a big sigh, and I honestly am unsure for the reason.  And then I re-read the blogs from four years ago; so angry and mad and horrified at life. I'm glad (even if it makes me crazy every damn day) for the job I have.  At least it isn't that old one.  I'm not on company time; I'm not searching for files so a judge can yell at me for looking shabby in her courtroom or a lawyer can misplace a file and tell me how I need to stay more organized.  I don't have a crazy co-worker who seems like she's out to poison every thing I value as good in the world.  I don't have to drive to a place where, underneath my feet, kids and near-adults play power games, beating, screaming, threatening and being threatened.  I no longer have to ride the bart, take the bus and walk up a hill just to get to a place to make me money.  I don't depend on someone else's misfortunes to make me my dollar- whether that misfortune was vast or slight.  So at least, this many years later, I've learned that my time is more worth more than the former.

The day after my birthday is also my grandmother's ("passed" aka died) birthday and the anniversary of my grandfather-(husband to said dead grandmother)-'s death.  So when I go for dinner on Saturday, I think I might bring my mom a little present.  A... this is a hard day but hey, at least you have me and i got you this awesome gift sort of present.  Plus the moms was away from the bay area for mother's day, so i'll have to double whammy it.

Going to the Monterey Bay Aquarium with some friends tomorrow.  Very excited for the sea horse exhibit.  Nate and I will wander around with Eric and Thereasa, and we'll point at tuna and say, "You're delicious."  It will be fabulous.  Last birthday in the twenties.  Next up, that dirty tune so many seem to be singing this year. Mmm, thirty.

La-di-da... that's about all.  Just something new to update this sadly neglected space.s