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Monday, Apr. 26, 2004

It was a Wizard of Oz kind of weekend. You remember when Dorothy was in Kansas in a black-and-white world, then woke up in Oz, where everything was technicolor in candy-hues? I went from the b&w world of nonstop work and drudgery to a weekend that I could moonlight as a human being. The effect was pretty much the same, only I had no desire whatsoever to click the ruby slippers and come home. Unless home is a heck of a long way away from nowhere, USA.

My sister's shed never got assembled Saturday, but the two of us spent the day together, went shopping, had breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a movie (more about that later). Also went to my granddaughter's birthday party, as planned, which was fun if for no other reason than knowing my daughter will be dealing with the baby's sugar rush for the next month or thereabouts.

I had nearly forgotten what it was like to have an actual day off. I think my blood pressure dropped about fifty points - or at least my stress level did. It was also very nice to be buying smaller clothes, though I have to cool the spending spree here pretty shortly. Can't afford a whole new wardrobe, no matter how much weight I have lost. Already spent too much, and can't make myself feel entirely sorry about it.

With the baby's party I cheated on the diet, which means I'll regain some of what I lost. Though I did pretty darned good - one piece of pizza, diet Coke, and no birthday cake or ice cream!

Went to see the movie Connie & Carla. It's cheesy, granted, but it's also one of few movies where the sold-out audience laughed out loud most of the way through. Ignore the reviews - it's hilarious and warm and no matter what professional reviewers say, makes a point that there's nothing more crucial than accepting people for who they are. Besides which, it's just plain mindless fun. Go, get popcorn (or your low-carb alternative), take along a friend of any gender, and laugh your ass off. It's Victor/Victoria meets Some Like It Hot meets Weekend At Bernie's meets To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything! Julie Newmar. How's THAT for a mix?

Oh well, I suppose I should sign off for the night. It's late and darn it, I have to go to work tomorrow again.

I really have get another job. In most worlds I'd have had a vacation within two years' time. In this world, I am stuck indefinitely without a day off.

Just a note - talked briefly tonight to Dangerspouse, who's battling some kind of bug. He promised after he's done throwing up at work, he'll try to get back to Diaryland and post something with his usual flair. In other words, I'm sure he'll be able to offend more people in less time than any other writer, though he's probably to wait for a few days. Kind of understandable, given how hard it is to type while being violently ill. Then again, he is in radio, so undoubtedly he's had practice.

I was more than a little unhappy by the fact that my hosting server got hacked over the weekend, by some nasty and stupid idiots who had nothing better to do. Not a virus - though God knows what else was attached in their load of BS. But they overwrote every 'index' page - which is the automatic default 'main' page for most domains. Fortunately *most* of my pages were frames based, so all I had to do was reformat the frames page.

There were a couple of exceptions, including my guestbook page, which was PHP and a pain in the butt to format. It hasn't been rebuilt yet and neither has friend's photo album page, but this experience DID teach me to back up everything locally, and do it more than once every three or four months!

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 - )