May. 9th, 2002
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May. 9th, 2002 06:50 pmI learned to play poker today. I think this is a good thing, as I am in the "in-a-rut" phase of my existence.
Weirdly enough, I didn't meet Enid today - no, hang on, yes I did - she gave me a hug, and she knows what I think about hugs.
Anyway, the poker. I know enough about it to sustain a game when people aren't actively trying to make money off me. Which isn't something that will happen very often,but never mind...
But I was writing about today - um.... nothing happened. Which isn't to say nothing happened, the world turned, the seasons changed, the tides rose and fell, we all grew a day older etcetera.... But nothing of any importance occurred. Apart from the poker, which was the most important part of my day as far as I'm concerned. Wish I had something more to wrote about though. Yeah, I must be in a rut. I can't get over these people who are always always busy (naming no names). They have horses to look after and dancing lessons to go to and oh, so much homework to do, and when I ask if they ever do nothing, they look at me in a strange way.
I spend so much time drifting it's frightening to the busy people. I like that. I like to drift, to wander, to think..... I spend too much time thinking. Perhaps.
I'm just testing with the pic - I can never get them into my lj! Em, if you're reading - you recognise it!

Weirdly enough, I didn't meet Enid today - no, hang on, yes I did - she gave me a hug, and she knows what I think about hugs.
Anyway, the poker. I know enough about it to sustain a game when people aren't actively trying to make money off me. Which isn't something that will happen very often,but never mind...
But I was writing about today - um.... nothing happened. Which isn't to say nothing happened, the world turned, the seasons changed, the tides rose and fell, we all grew a day older etcetera.... But nothing of any importance occurred. Apart from the poker, which was the most important part of my day as far as I'm concerned. Wish I had something more to wrote about though. Yeah, I must be in a rut. I can't get over these people who are always always busy (naming no names). They have horses to look after and dancing lessons to go to and oh, so much homework to do, and when I ask if they ever do nothing, they look at me in a strange way.
I spend so much time drifting it's frightening to the busy people. I like that. I like to drift, to wander, to think..... I spend too much time thinking. Perhaps.
I'm just testing with the pic - I can never get them into my lj! Em, if you're reading - you recognise it!

I just watched a new Friends episode, where Joey's doing an interview for Soap Opera Digest. He gets asked how he feels about the fact he has a huge gay fan base, and we get treated to moments in the past where what he's doing might be construed as gay - the woman's bag, the moment on the couch with Ross, the time he went through the women's underwear phase, etcetera...
I was thinking - if only they'd do that on Stargate! *laughs happily and waves at Em and Enid* Couldn't think of any moments, and then remembered the "plant boy" bit in One False Step - Enid, that's the one with the bald white naked aliens with the green stuff and the plants - and changed my mind. Lots of UST there! And then there's the last part of TBFTGOG - the whole "They're coming" blood all over the place rising tension gibber gibber bit! *laughs and waves again*
I will think of more!
I was thinking - if only they'd do that on Stargate! *laughs happily and waves at Em and Enid* Couldn't think of any moments, and then remembered the "plant boy" bit in One False Step - Enid, that's the one with the bald white naked aliens with the green stuff and the plants - and changed my mind. Lots of UST there! And then there's the last part of TBFTGOG - the whole "They're coming" blood all over the place rising tension gibber gibber bit! *laughs and waves again*
I will think of more!
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May. 9th, 2002 11:12 pmHave just figured out what Vix's lj icon is! Am very happy about it!
Right, going to read Elizabeth Wurtzel's book again. I like it. It is v. cool. Ritalin is an addictive drug. Not really, but she can get addicted to it.
I want to be a journalist. I want to be a journalist and write like her. I love/hate my own style - it's moody and angsty and introspective, which I like, but it's it's much too self-conscious and way too inconsistent/samey, which I hate.
I want to write better, 'cause at the moment my writing sucks. Maybe my mother is right and I'm destined to be a neurologist. I hope not. Cause even sucky writers get to write for sucky newspapers - I just want to write for good newspapers, but my writing has to get a lot better.
Can you teach a person to write better?
Right, going to read Elizabeth Wurtzel's book again. I like it. It is v. cool. Ritalin is an addictive drug. Not really, but she can get addicted to it.
I want to be a journalist. I want to be a journalist and write like her. I love/hate my own style - it's moody and angsty and introspective, which I like, but it's it's much too self-conscious and way too inconsistent/samey, which I hate.
I want to write better, 'cause at the moment my writing sucks. Maybe my mother is right and I'm destined to be a neurologist. I hope not. Cause even sucky writers get to write for sucky newspapers - I just want to write for good newspapers, but my writing has to get a lot better.
Can you teach a person to write better?