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I know that this is not realy directed at me, but I am still sorry to read that you feel that way. I see blogs as a great thing. I love the way a lot of my friends write and I view their blog's as essays that I can not wait to read. I also see it as a way of staying close to people I never get to see. I may be reading something that lots of people have access to, but it is made more special because I know that person (well, usually!).
I write in my blog as the spirit moves me and I also ignore my blog as the spirit doesn't move me. It is nothing that I would email to anyone. It's just random stuff in my head. If someone emails me about stuff I've written, I talk it out, otherwise I don't think that much about it. Sometimes I email people I'm close to because of the stuff they wrote, because it makes me curious, but I don't resent the fact that they only wrote it in their blog. I'm happy I have the chance to see it.
I think the blog culture is fun and I will miss yours.

My cat is afraid of my squeaky desk chair. It makes me laugh to see him run like a bat out of hell if I move. Oh the little joys in life

Friday, June 28, 2002

Watched some videos. Marveled at the brilliance of John. Big part of my life, yes indeed. Over 25 years, I've been a fan. The group will rock on, but how can he be replaced?

One small part of a very long dream:

Dave dressed as little Boy Blue.

Thursday, June 27, 2002

There was a tornado on the ground in a town about 30 mins. from my home....scared me.

Eating someone elses taco salad are we ... Well, I never!

Wednesday, June 26, 2002

Stamp loser on my forehead....
I did not go into the city to meet up with Kirstin and Erin cause of bad weather. Of course at just about the time I made up my mind not to go, cause of my overwhelming fear of storms, it stopped. Stopped, nothing, nada, not another flash of lightning to be seen, gloomy clouds yes, bad stuff no....I really wanted to go too. So now I sit here all whiney and unable to move myself to call Evie and Jamie. blah to me.

Monday, June 24, 2002

Had a wonderful weekend with Kirsten. Saturday, after watching wonderful Ian kiss not so special Jimmy and laughing our asses off, we had another viewing of our secret passion (Tavie would have mocked us endlessly!). On Sunday we went to a ComCon, my very first, which is not surprising since I don't read comic books. It was so much fun! I loved looking at all the differant types of art and differant types of people. Erin was our tour guide. I did not know that her boyfriend, the fabulous Dave, wrote the words for his friend John's illustrations. I am now the proud owner of four of their books. I met a really cool friend of theirs named Matt, who was a dear and much fun to talk to. Did not get to see Dave's panel, because we got there too late and Erin barely made it in (thanks to a kind volunteer named Meena, the rest of them were rat BASTARDS!)
Good times.