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Thu | March 22, 2007
my quest for an ipod
I lost my ipod and need to get a replacement. Can you please visit this link (it has to be from this link):
http://www.FlashiPods4free.com/index.php?ref=29652
create an account and do one of the free trials? If three people do this I can replace my shuffle, and if five, I can get an actual ipod.
musique | Posted by Lily at 05:12 PM
Thu | March 15, 2007
c'est impossible
It's impossible. I feel I should write something, and yet, it's 11 pm, and I have just gotten home. And I should really just go wash my face and go to bed, instead of typing until I am too tired to wash my face and then go to bed. Gone -are the days gone when I felt I could blog at work? I think so. Due to supreme paranoia that they comb the history for what sites I've visited, and discover my blog. But if they do, haven't they already discovered it? Isn't all said and done, and too late? Perhaps I feel that it will be forgotten, if I don't visit it while at work. But it's all paranoia anyway. I am sure they don't. Or not sure, but I think they probably don't. Even if they did, is it illegal to write about work? But J. asked about my blog, a couple weeks ago, when I first got back there, and it made me self-conscious. He just remembered it, I think, from way back when. I was surprised I had told him, as I always am surprised that I told someone. It really isn't written for anyone, it's written for zero audience, and so, to have one, at all, seems wrong. Though, he did not visit it. I don't think he remembered where it was. He simply asked, if we (meaning, the workplace) ever got into it. And I scoffed no. But I suppose it does. get into it. Though, not as much as it would be, if it were unrestrained. I try not to write identifiable things. I don't know the law behind such things, but I try to stay away from googlable things. So I never mention anything that might be considered a keyword. I don't think. And besides that, aren't I free to express some of my thoughts into a blog that no one or hardly anyone reads? They are trivial, a lot of them. The serious I'd like to kill someone sentiments never quite make it on here. Not that I have that many of them, honestly. Not many. No, I am truly non-violent, but it makes me wonder about others. If I as a non-violent person occasionally have thoughts, I wonder what the more violent people are thinking.
It's impossible, to blog at 11 pm. It's better to blog at 6, or 6:30, when all have gone home. And there is some time to be quiet and unwind right in the office. By the time you have gone out for a drink and then gotten home, it is 11, and you have to just get ready for bed and go to sleep so you can wake up tomorrow. The time to do it would be while still at the office. And yet in the past few weeks, I haven't. Dared, I suppose. But what would be so bad about it, I ask myself again. I mean, really. I am far too strict with myself, and it's far too easy to set me off into a precautionary mode.
The reason, then, that I haven't posted, is that I feel I cannot post about work. Which is a small part of my life, considering the hours actually spent there. But in some ways is a big part of my life because it's the most perplexing / incomprehensible. And what does one write about except the things one is trying to understand. But I feel I can't work them out here, and perhaps rightly. And yet if I don't get that out of the way, nothing else will come out. I think I just needed an adjustment phase, really. Since it was a few weeks ago, at the beginning of the month, conveniently for my memory, that I started to go on Th and F. And now, I think, after a few weeks, it has settled into my schedule a bit. Though, of course, in another week my schedule will change. And by the time I settle into that the class will be over. And then I will have nothing. And have to adjust to the nothing. While knowing that perhaps I will have something. That I shall be obligated to take, to avoid compunction. Who uses that word? Me, just me.