dust, wind, silence.
welcome to the post wherein i reassert my status as alive, kind of ticked, and chomping to blog again. it's a wicked irony that now, during the BEST DAYS OF OUR LIVES, i can't make three new posts a day. Wee is growing. you won't even recognize her.
i need to get my lovely, lovely computer fixed. tonight she's on her knees waiting for a pardon in the form of a dell extended warranty, or at least a stay of execution. i hate to think of her going to some chinese electro-rubbish heap, pinned under a nasty old office PC, roped down with tangled cords and leaking toxicity into the groudwater.
guess who turns out not to be good at delayed gratification?
i asked hubs today if he ever thinks of himself in terms of the "old" bim (pre-hubs days) and the new bim. because i am always comparing myself to the "old" me. since graduating college i've had a goal to make one major self improvement or accomplishment every year. i am pretty sure i was kicking butt for a while. but more and more i get a feeling disturbingly like...shame. a sense that i'm not maintaining the integrity of my ideals. in fact, i think the old me would probably b*slap the new me over certain issues.
see how being away from the blog is turning me into a navel-gazing turd, switching from one topic to another willy-nilly?
without my computer i'm a shadow of a woman. i'm far less capable than that single mom in england with no arms or legs.
one thing i'll be really excited to have again is my music. granted, i only used the speakers on my computer before--no big sound system--but i did appreciate having that. in the meantime i have resorted to a super-cheapo CD player and old, scratched CDs because i can't listen to my iTunes or pandora. i'm reconnecting with my old peeps (CDs i haven't heard in a long time). basically it's like going back to a recorder and a wood block.
all of this techno-whining reminds me of a funny from my big brother. too-shay.
and so i leave you with a brave, winning smile and a super attitude. the sun'll come out TO-FREAKING-MORROW, everybody! so have sweet dreams. i will be dreaming about motherboards and RAM. and how much i miss you...
also sailing terminology. are these not the best words?: maritime...sloop...schooner...starboard...jib.
9 of you said:
Welcome back, you have been missed. And I hope Dell kicks in and gets that baby fixed for you! Though, it is Dell. . .(We also have a Dell and appreciate the struggle you are having with their inability to get things done quickly!)
Clearly you need a Mac. You can't go on like this.....your silence is deafening. You HAVE been missed!!!
thanks for the support! for now i'm getting by with bim's work laptop when he brings it home at night.
oh i missed you! glad you're back. i'll second natalie's "you need a mac"
Welcome back! I had friends who told me to get a Mac too but Greg got me an HP. So far so good. But it's only been 4 months. Hopefully we will soon see some pics of that growing wee. Maybe I better check the other blog.
I so hear you on growing away from your ideals (though I'm probably not the only one who would say to your supposed self-infidelity: pshaw. Right. As if.).
Missed you too. I also second RD -you're an amazing woman. Tell your Ideal Self to be nice.
I like the idea of working on one self-perceived flaw per year. It seems doable and, I guess, if you're not where you want to be on Dec 31, you can always choose the same flaw.
What everyone else said.
How did I miss this comeback 'til now? Don't know, but I hope you see this comment so that you'll know that I, too, have missed you.
i love you guys.
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