Radiogurl a la Carte

Friday, Nov. 05, 2004
Epilogue

It's Friiiidayyy!

I owe this one to sunnflower, who started Friday finds. It's essentially finding the weird, the fun, the bizarre, the noteworthy things on the Internet and sharing them with other people. Presumably people reading my diary share my warped sense of humor, and will also appreciate the warped things I discover.

My Friday Find is Dancing Paul. The site won a Webby Award back in 2001, for the best personal site. It's expanded considerably since then and while it's admittedly slicker, it's also lost some of its charm, which was all in how tacky it was to begin with. It's still a lot of fun. Warning: Dancing Paul isn't for the fun-challenged, nor for dial-up users who are impatient. It takes a long time to download. It's stupid, mindless fun, and not supposed to be more than that. I love it!

I am extremely glad that this week is over, though I have a lot to do this weekend. I am kicking back tonight and having fun. I watched an hour of television, then the kid and her boyfriend/ex/whatever rented Shrek 2. We watched that, and I put together a kid-sized rocking chair for the baby, who will be back tomorrow sometime. In other words, I was a total and complete slacker and loved every second of it.

Considering I ended up working until 3 this morning, then slept through my alarm and went in an hour late to work later in the morning, Boss had better not so much as think of calling to give me grief about it.

I've got a few things to do tomorrow, but it's mostly routine stuff. My bedroom is a disaster area, gotta clean that up and sort through a blizzard of papers and whatnot. I need to do laundry and take the garbage to the landfill. (There's no trash pickup here.) I have a few other little odds and ends to take care of, but otherwise tomorrow should theoretically be a pretty light day.

Tonight I am listening to some old mp3's and waxing nostalgic. I have a friend in Nova Scotia to whom I used to talk daily, for hours and hours. She lived in Vancouver at the time, and we spent oodles of times on the instant messenger on voice mode, or on the phone (I ended up with about $800 worth of long distance charges on my cell before discovering how much cheaper that phone cards were!) We talked each other through our own private versions of hell. I helped her out more than once, and she was the only thing holding me together, many many times.

Then she moved across the country and met up with a wonderful man and fell in love. They've been together nearly two years now and I'm thrilled for them both, but sometimes, including nights like tonight, I miss her terribly. She was my anchor when life was hitting me with the fury of a tsunami, threatening to capsize and drown me. She was and is an amazing lady. I'm glad she found an equally amazing man. And who knows? If I do end up moving across the country, we'll probably catch up with each other. I have a feeling it won't take us long, even if her much-improved life doesn't allow nearly as much time now as it did then.

Arizona is supposed to see California's rain starting late Sunday. This has been a very wet start to our winter. I hope it stays this way. We're getting a little rainfall weekly, something badly needed. It's been a little warmer the past couple of days, a brief respite before temperatures start to drop again early in the week. If the moisture does continue, we'll get snow again this year. We used to get at least one snowfall a year, but for the past decade or so, we've gotten a few sputters of snow but nothing regular and nothing really sticking.

This time of year makes me mellow out. The political infighting is set aside while people start thinking somewhat of Christmas. Yes, I know, we're barely past Halloween. Not many people are really frantic about Christmas yet. It's still early. It's there, just a warm, cozy thought of glittering lights, carols, comfort foods, and smiling children. The panic mode and the stress and the overspending are still a month away. Thanksgiving is around the proverbial corner, one of those holidays that (thank you, God) don't require lavish gifts. It's a four-day holiday for many of us. (It has been for me in years past. Given Boss's current dubious state of health, not sure that will be true for me this year.)

On that note, I'll bid you adieu.

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )