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I want to communicate. I want to write a post that will talk about how I'm feeling. I am unable to communicate about any topic that's important to me at this time. I want to connect to people. I want to tell a story that's worth the telling. I want to lose myself in a story somebody else tells that's more real than the one I'm in. I want to go back to school, to improve myself. I want to accomplish something I can point to and say "I did that." and actually care. I'm surrounded by the various requirements of merely surviving. And they're smothering me. Opportunities fade, options disappear, and I don't feel like they're being replaced. Or perhaps they are, but not with anything as bright.
My old job at AltaVista had an office building in San Mateo right under the flight path for SFO. I used to sit in my office and look out the window as planes took off and landed and I sat there going nowhere. With this job, the feeling is less intense because I physically go places on occasion.
I'm thinking of taking up Jeremy's "Ask Me Anything Friday" if I can remember to do so, because I want the attention. But for now, tell me something good. About me, about you, about baby duckies and fluffy kittens, about whatever.

Date: 2006-06-07 05:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miss-friday.livejournal.com
I disagree wholeheartedly. You are accomplishing "something." You bring honest love and unbashed joy to those you care to know. You effect more lives in a positive way than most people I've ever met. No, that won't make headlines, but it is changing the world. You better yourself every time you read a book or write a story or share an idea. You are more educated than most PhDs. You are the most generous person I know.

Good Things About Moi:
1. I do not have to serve on a Kern County jury.
2. There is a 80% I will be living within 10 miles of you two months from now.
3. #2 could be 100% by Thursday.
4. Two weeks from now, I'm going to be in Hawaii.
5. I reread Dandelion Wine today. The only thing that kept me from crying was my sitting in a public place. There is sweetness in memories that can never be taken away.

Date: 2006-06-07 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
I was just thinking about you today. Yay for the job update--I was terribly curious. And wow, Hawaii. I want to go some day.

I love you. *hugs*

Date: 2006-06-09 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] miss-friday.livejournal.com
Don't get your hopes up. Forecast on #2: Down to 40%. Could be 0% by Friday.

That's why I wanted to talk to you about honesty and scruples.

Date: 2006-06-09 07:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
Fingers still firmly crossed. Let me know when I can call.

Date: 2006-06-07 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irismoonlight.livejournal.com
My elder cat is healing nicely.

I got polled today and got to tell them that I think Karl Rove, Donald Rumsfield and George Bush are doing a shitty job. It was like voting with commentary; strangely satisfying.

I spent the day doing absolutely nothing of any social, societal or monetary value and yet I am happy.

I recently read something by Bradbury as well.. a book of short stories ... and there was something in the back I really liked. He's talking about saving up memories and having them spin out of his mind as stories, about being woken up by them and stumbling to his desk to write them down. He talks about each of the short stories in the collection in that sense. He sums up:

My final advice to myself, the boy magician grown old, and you?
... Speed is everything. The 90 mph dash to your machine is a sure cure for life rampant and death most real.
Make haste to live.
Oh, God, yes.
Live. And write. With great haste.

--Ray Bradbury, Quicker than the Eye




Something good

Date: 2006-06-07 05:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] clayrobeson.livejournal.com
About you: You are fucking awesome. Your mind spills forth some amazing stuff, and it's really inspiring.

About me: I'm a happier person for knowing you.

About baby duckies and fluffly kittens: They, too, lead better lives for knowing you.

Date: 2006-06-07 06:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seachanges.livejournal.com
You are one of my best and dearest friends. My life is better for having you in it. I love your wit, your insight, and your creative spirit. Your kindness and compassion are astonishing.

As for fluffy kittens, Ez and Spooky say "Mrrt!"

Date: 2006-06-07 07:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
Aw! Kitties!
PS: That first paragraph? Pretty much textbook description of clinical depression. Impressive, huh?

Date: 2006-06-07 07:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seachanges.livejournal.com
I noticed that. *hugs*

Date: 2006-06-07 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
And also? I got out to the car after work and realized that my listening choice on the way home was the newly-remastered 'Pornography' with bonus tracks. (:

Date: 2006-06-07 11:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xleste.livejournal.com
When I think of you, and I do, the image I have is surrounded by these warm colors of enormous affection. I don't see you these days but the cross of our life paths is something of yours with mine and I think anyone who knows the genereous soul you have all the better and richer. And you've also a great gift for music for people! That's huge! I am glad to have known you even a little bit.

On a separate note, I adore baby duckies!! :) I'm sitting in Minnesota watching the sun rise out my hotel window. Or rather, the reflections of it off these tall glass buildings. I don't actually want to be up right now but the light at this time of day is magical.

Date: 2006-06-07 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
I miss you, sweetie. (: *hugs*

Date: 2006-06-07 11:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] outlawcoon.livejournal.com
A couple of days ago, I saw a line of baby ducks following Mama across the street.

We stopped for them. We had a couple of moments of worry, but the van going in the other direction ended up stopping too.

Date: 2006-06-07 03:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mnarra.livejournal.com
Chuck, m'luv, when I get to see you and have time with you, I am happy, and afterwards enjoy thinking about talking with you. A nice thing about you, for me, is how I feel when I'm around you or talking to you.

Date: 2006-06-07 03:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mnarra.livejournal.com
...about those duckies and kittens. They aren't really cute; they undergo intense cuteness training in former soviet-block facilities so that they can undermine our western way of life.

Commies, and former commies, all of 'em.

Date: 2006-06-07 03:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gconnor.livejournal.com
Here is a hamster, though you may have seen it already in thistle_chaser's page:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v135/newkidsonmyblock/random/hamster.jpg

In other news, I get cabinets delivered to my garage tomorrow, though I expect it will be 3-6 weeks before the kitchen actually gets rebuilt, and maybe a week or two after that for the countertop. Dealing with the city is frustrating but I have some allies on my side now.

I've found that listening is underrated, and most people (at least, most Americans) want to talk more than they want to listen. But, the more I study and practice listening as a skill, the more easy it becomes for me to communicate things that I want other people to understand. Sounds strange, but it seems to be true. I wonder if playing a catcher position also makes one a better pitcher? hmm.

I like to use what I call "active listening" (though there is probably another name for it)... it basically involves listening while someone else talks, then repeating back what they said to make sure I've got it right, and asking questions if I didn't understand.

A lot of times, people will say something that has more of an emotional meaning than intellectual meaning, and when it is mirrored back to them in the form of "It sounds like you feel X" they suddenly become aware of those feelings on an intellectual level. So, listening to see if there is an emotional message as well as a semantic/intellectual message is important.

No, there's no hidden message there about what you should do... just that something you said happened to make me realize that being a good listener has helped me to be able to talk about things more easily and more effectively.

Be well.

Date: 2006-06-07 06:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
Eee! Is the hamster *huge* or are the props very small?
And yeah, like the old Chinese man said, you have two ears and only one mouth so listen twice as much as you speak.

Date: 2006-06-07 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] phoenix-heart.livejournal.com
I don't know you that well, but I love the you that I know!

(Not the best happy thing, but I'm sick.)

Date: 2006-06-07 06:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cyranocyrano.livejournal.com
meep. Get well! *hugs*

Date: 2006-06-08 04:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tersa.livejournal.com
But for now, tell me something good. About me, about you, about baby duckies and fluffy kittens, about whatever.

About you: you are kind and loving and you self-flagellate too often to see that you are making a difference and impact. I think you aspire to some intangible greatness and don't always see that your greatness lies in other areas. Which is both something good and something bad, I guess. :)

About me: I'm doing something I've dreamed of doing for the last twenty-five years, and actually writing. And it doesn't totally suck. I'm happy being your housemate.

About fluffy kittens: I brushed Toast the past two days, and he is all soft and pettable.

Date: 2006-06-14 08:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] diony.livejournal.com
Something good about fluffy kittens:

My little white cat is scared of the vacuum cleaner. Usually she vanishes under the bed for 4-6 hours after it is turned on, but last time it was used (last weekend, to vacuum the kitchen) she bravely sat in the bedroom and swished her tail and when it was over went and rubbed up against my legs & Ken's legs to affirm that all was well with the world.

I am very proud of my little white cat.

*hugs*

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