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very very rambly
Jan. 22nd, 2003 09:16 amlying in bed this morning after getting up at 6, the most ungodly hour, to take out the trash. i always stay awake anyway, to listen to Frank DeFord (i swear that's how it sounds) make his commentary on NPR. i don't even like sports; but he is a very snarky, intelligent commentater(i know i'm mis-spelling this-it looks like i'm trying to type 'potater'.) and i like him. this morning, it was the hypocrasy of major league football and other sports trying to distance themselves from gambling, when no scandal of that sort (involving the players, he was saying) has happened for decades, apparently. was very funny, as usual. :)
also, i was trying to remember a ( dream )
i have my little pictures i drew, but i'll have to wait to upload them, because this file is huge (1,431 KB) and i'm going to have to turn it into a bitmap. my sister's computer, which i am using, tried to freeze up just downloading this thing. then i'm going to have to manipulate it, cut out the squares that are any good, and get back online and upload them. i'll probably have to shut down and restart at some point. still, i will have new icons at some point today.
fell asleep thinking about - well, everything, but of what i want to actually talk about: i remembered one of my stories that feels like it should stay a series of poems.
( archeologists on Mars, and poetic rambling there-on )
i need to learn html, so i can use bloody italics.
was going to babble about other things...
oh! remembering The Story now. you know, that one big thing that you want to write, that you want to be remembered for? the story that just comes from your heart, no matter how long it takes you to get it right...
( and it starts with 'Anna and the King of Siam )
edit= i'm back online, i have new icons. i figured out what i was doing wrong in regards to shrinking the other pictures i wanted, so i might change these again. sister's going to need the phone to call her doctor; i have no idea how long i'll be online.
looking at the above, i wonder why i sound like i'm twelve when i'm rambly...
also, i was trying to remember a ( dream )
i have my little pictures i drew, but i'll have to wait to upload them, because this file is huge (1,431 KB) and i'm going to have to turn it into a bitmap. my sister's computer, which i am using, tried to freeze up just downloading this thing. then i'm going to have to manipulate it, cut out the squares that are any good, and get back online and upload them. i'll probably have to shut down and restart at some point. still, i will have new icons at some point today.
fell asleep thinking about - well, everything, but of what i want to actually talk about: i remembered one of my stories that feels like it should stay a series of poems.
( archeologists on Mars, and poetic rambling there-on )
i need to learn html, so i can use bloody italics.
was going to babble about other things...
oh! remembering The Story now. you know, that one big thing that you want to write, that you want to be remembered for? the story that just comes from your heart, no matter how long it takes you to get it right...
( and it starts with 'Anna and the King of Siam )
edit= i'm back online, i have new icons. i figured out what i was doing wrong in regards to shrinking the other pictures i wanted, so i might change these again. sister's going to need the phone to call her doctor; i have no idea how long i'll be online.
looking at the above, i wonder why i sound like i'm twelve when i'm rambly...
