well it's just that I have this routine these days, ya see... I get up, go to work (the happy idiot, ya know), come home, eat a bit, vege a bit, maybe nap, head to the gym (though tonight the gym was full so i ran for a half hour), shower, and then I sit down at the computer and put the day (and whatever else crosses my mind) into words... usually, at least a few times a week (when i don't give into sleep), with a little help from my friends (that would be you) as I wander over to your web spaces and see what you're up to...
few of us can afford the time to be online every day long enough to visit and it's only some of us who have time to spit out a daily entry... so the entries flow and pass into the archives before most can read them... there's something very sad about that, but that is the way it is online... and in life too, but that's something I will never accept - the compromise of detaching and settling for superficiality in a relationship just because the world is set up to keep partners and mates apart or unconscious many more hours of the day than awake and together (and why I remain alone until someone as stubborn as me comes along... and compatible, compatible would be good)...
along the way I keep track of the days by putting the memories into words... a personal diary-type blog, RealTime™ (while waiting for the RealSharing™ to begin)... enjoying the day to day tasks and stuff is the most fun I can have until the right one comes along (thank you Art Garfunkel)...
so I woke early this morning and wandered online a bit and put together the previous entry (in case you missed it) inspired by the wandering and then showered and headed to work... work was slow today... the changes are distracting and probably will be for a while as there's no real organization to the organization so I'm interviewing and have to talk to everyone about office space (cuz there is none) and see who is more willing to move and propose the changes in space and convince people and then... the new person won't have a desk or computer, so I've got to push corporate to authorize expenditures in a week or two rather than the usual months they prefer taking... and then there's the pressure to start doing the new job so that person can go to her new job and help the people she's going to help cuz their workload is overloaded (and somehow still doing my old job until the new person finally gets on board and has workspace and equipment)...
anyway, I got bits of everything done, but fall behind on the data work... corporate america, no doubt... home to do the usual, relax, eat, nap, watch Eureka then head to the gym (isn't this where we can in?) and the rest and here we are...
not wasn't yesterday's entry more interesting?... see, that's what happens... the good ones get away cuz the timing is random... some entries only a devoted mother could love (and I don't have one of those)... some are more fun or entertaining (I hope)... hopefully you find the fun amongst the drivel...
and have fun :)
few of us can afford the time to be online every day long enough to visit and it's only some of us who have time to spit out a daily entry... so the entries flow and pass into the archives before most can read them... there's something very sad about that, but that is the way it is online... and in life too, but that's something I will never accept - the compromise of detaching and settling for superficiality in a relationship just because the world is set up to keep partners and mates apart or unconscious many more hours of the day than awake and together (and why I remain alone until someone as stubborn as me comes along... and compatible, compatible would be good)...
along the way I keep track of the days by putting the memories into words... a personal diary-type blog, RealTime™ (while waiting for the RealSharing™ to begin)... enjoying the day to day tasks and stuff is the most fun I can have until the right one comes along (thank you Art Garfunkel)...
so I woke early this morning and wandered online a bit and put together the previous entry (in case you missed it) inspired by the wandering and then showered and headed to work... work was slow today... the changes are distracting and probably will be for a while as there's no real organization to the organization so I'm interviewing and have to talk to everyone about office space (cuz there is none) and see who is more willing to move and propose the changes in space and convince people and then... the new person won't have a desk or computer, so I've got to push corporate to authorize expenditures in a week or two rather than the usual months they prefer taking... and then there's the pressure to start doing the new job so that person can go to her new job and help the people she's going to help cuz their workload is overloaded (and somehow still doing my old job until the new person finally gets on board and has workspace and equipment)...
anyway, I got bits of everything done, but fall behind on the data work... corporate america, no doubt... home to do the usual, relax, eat, nap, watch Eureka then head to the gym (isn't this where we can in?) and the rest and here we are...
not wasn't yesterday's entry more interesting?... see, that's what happens... the good ones get away cuz the timing is random... some entries only a devoted mother could love (and I don't have one of those)... some are more fun or entertaining (I hope)... hopefully you find the fun amongst the drivel...
and have fun :)
Labels: corporate bull, home, hope, life, loneliness, missing, mtmm, perspective, real, run, TV, work, writing
posted by candoor at 11:52 PM
14 Comments:
Hi Candoor, like you say
there's not enough time in a day to say hello or hug everyone we know
Nor to always make a blog entry or visit everyone we know online.
I guess it's a matter of routine and free time, and of course not forgetting the weather, which may determine whether we are apending more time indoors or outdoors.
Still, there's a sort of loose running thread, between those we visit frequently, those we visit regularly and those we call in on randomly. Online seems to work just like Real Time, except of course it means we can be in touch with people across Time Zones, and read or comment at our convenience, at our leisure.
So between work, napping, eating, running, sleeping - here's a quick hi-de-hi!
:)
yup :)
uh-huh :)
g'morning :)
hope your day is going well :)
It is interesting because I have "connected" with a lot of really neat blogs that I visit randomly, like Quasar 9 said. ...but there are a few that I have become attached to, for the writing yes, but also for a bond that I have forged with the writer - RealTime being one of them :).
As you know, though, I recently tried to step away and although I was doing what I intended - engaging in "life" - I missed my blogging and my blogging frieds. Its just about balance. Its that simple, I suppose.
woohoot, bonding with teh writer, eh? who do i have to axe to find out how long this blogspherical bonding has been happenin for now before we ring them wedding bell:z?
So it seems our little family has expanded. How exciting :)
*Waves hello to HollyGL and sends hugs and love and light to everyone in ric's cozy little comment room.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=6-Ei-ZFttsQ
huh, it's l8 there, i was retrocommenting again [in lieu of twiddlin thumbs] manOHman, thumbs, i say unto you, thumbs!
wake up & tell me something i don't know. here, i'll start w/ a cliche: the moon isn't made out of cheese.
& continue with deeper understanding for you and RealSharing(zTM) if you will: not 8 million comments and 58 additional blog posts in which you extol my virtues within teh z?tl context equal one reboot of the DOS machine that runs the Columbia Landing Simulator at KSC, nor one ball flying over the edge at Cocoa Beach while you're flirting with the waitress, nor asking the waitress to change the muzak OR!!!!
not 8701234701234 posts can describe any ONE of those moments, so what is the point of posting and whining about never being able to convey IT in words?
whoa? at least i coulda said w0rds, man, at least that much i coulda said... bLing-bLing.
s - yes, I may have to revise my 2.7 readers estimate :)
h - yup and all the rest I said to Q too :)
it's a strange paradoxical illusion, this living in words... as real as we ant it to be and yet, the genius of z0tl (after all the abrasive cycnicism and biting teasing is washed away) brings the clarity to light... a few moments of shared experiences in physical space shine much longer in the mind than a billion words...
that's why I'm "out here" as I am, with my phone number right there on the page (here, at myspace, and wherever) and the welcome mat out on my doorstep (online and off)... hoping for a few minutes, an afternoon, a weekend or longer shared in physical space to make the memories that matter, that last, that build bonds from the illusions...
I love the literary illusions and the real hopes and dreams and sharing that happens in words, but it is pale in comparison to some time eye to eye in conversation and sharing...
YAY z, for always being here to remind me of this :)
and still I realize the wonder and excitement and realness of words as I recall spending about 24 hours in the world of Harry Potter just this weekend and how real I make that world in my mind... it's joined many other stries as a living illusion I choose to experience and it's fitting, for me, to close this comment with a quote from the last book, perhaps my favorite line of the thousands of pages of Potter and maybe, eventually, to becomeone of my all-time favorite quotes:
"Tell me one last thing." said Harry. Is the real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"
Dumbledore beamed at him, and his voice sounded loud and strong in HArry's ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean it is not real?"
I love you, really :)
Hi Serenity! ;)
Candoor, Are ya plannin' on reading my regular blog anytime soon? ;)
Hi Candoor - I think I got here from Hollys blog and I'll be back. You are right that as the circle of blogging friends expands it does become harder to drop in on a daily basis - but there are those who I connected with early on who I do make sure I visit every day [Hollygl being one].
well holly, I hope you're happy with yourself - you've gone and done it now, and I oughta thank you... wake the sleeping babbler, will you?... thanks :)
welcome loz (holly brings dividends in addition to her own inspirations, cool :)
my blog entry here tonight might be briefer than most since I just left a science fiction novel (or was it a horror story?... hmmmm) in her comments, but I am about to head up to the entry box and see what words are ready to come out...
thanks for stopping by - I didn't know I'd become famous by commenting at holly's... I'm not actually used to a crowd (but my ego does dream as I laugh :)
everybody dance now :)
*busts a macarena move with wild abandon*
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