Another Online - Free Evening Tonight
Feb. 17th, 2011 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fiat_knoxI need to look at some decent broadband dongles. Look for contract ones, and replace all of my phone and broadband needs with something mobile that I can take anywhere, even to the flat.
I'll need to get this article finished for tonight, so I can focus on a third article from Friday night / Saturday, and work on it on Sunday. I might as well get three articles done up and sent off by the end of the month, and work on one article per week from now on in, just to build up a backlog of articles from which to draw.
I felt that people wasted opportunities today. Wrexham Free Writers - hated it. Everybody arguing and whining. Nobody writing. In the end I got on with my stuff, and hang the group.
I met one of my best friends, fellow gentleman adventurer of leisure and good, staunch pal of mine for thirty years. More. He knew of my brother's demise, and we exchanged brief commiserations before parting. He said he'd email. I might not get to reply until tomorrow.
I know someone in this place that I go to - I'll drop by tomorrow. The husband likes me a lot, but the missus ... I can read her microgestures as clearly as if she was writing the words on the bloody wall. Me, I don't care what people think about me, but in this case I wish she would not allow her disapproval of me so blatantly bleeding obvious.
I just want to go up to them and ask "What?" straight out of the blue, sometimes. Maybe I should. I just lost someone, it hurts like hell and really I do not give a flying rat's srse about whether or not I do offend somebody. They don't know about Sean, so I'm seeing them the way they're behaving as if they believe nobody's looking. And I know all the nuances between "Hey, sorry, I'm getting up but it's because there's a tap on in the kitchen," "God, please, let me go, I can't break away from you, you're fascinating but I'm bursting!" and this, which is more like "Oh God, no, why did nobody tell me he was in town?"
Thing is, I've felt what it means to be appreciated by people who genuinely care, and now I know the difference between those whose love is unilateral and conditional and those whose love is genuine, mutual and unconditional, I can dispense with the former and easily work on the sharing relationships with the latter.
I'll need to get this article finished for tonight, so I can focus on a third article from Friday night / Saturday, and work on it on Sunday. I might as well get three articles done up and sent off by the end of the month, and work on one article per week from now on in, just to build up a backlog of articles from which to draw.
I felt that people wasted opportunities today. Wrexham Free Writers - hated it. Everybody arguing and whining. Nobody writing. In the end I got on with my stuff, and hang the group.
I met one of my best friends, fellow gentleman adventurer of leisure and good, staunch pal of mine for thirty years. More. He knew of my brother's demise, and we exchanged brief commiserations before parting. He said he'd email. I might not get to reply until tomorrow.
I know someone in this place that I go to - I'll drop by tomorrow. The husband likes me a lot, but the missus ... I can read her microgestures as clearly as if she was writing the words on the bloody wall. Me, I don't care what people think about me, but in this case I wish she would not allow her disapproval of me so blatantly bleeding obvious.
I just want to go up to them and ask "What?" straight out of the blue, sometimes. Maybe I should. I just lost someone, it hurts like hell and really I do not give a flying rat's srse about whether or not I do offend somebody. They don't know about Sean, so I'm seeing them the way they're behaving as if they believe nobody's looking. And I know all the nuances between "Hey, sorry, I'm getting up but it's because there's a tap on in the kitchen," "God, please, let me go, I can't break away from you, you're fascinating but I'm bursting!" and this, which is more like "Oh God, no, why did nobody tell me he was in town?"
Thing is, I've felt what it means to be appreciated by people who genuinely care, and now I know the difference between those whose love is unilateral and conditional and those whose love is genuine, mutual and unconditional, I can dispense with the former and easily work on the sharing relationships with the latter.
