Archive for April, 2000

Turbulence

04.27.00 Thursday Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so. — David Grayson. The time just slips from my hands as I struggle to control the endless ticking of the clocks that slough away the seconds of my life as we all hurtle towards our […]

The Time of My Life

04.19.00 Wednesday When the night has been too lonely And the road has been too long And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong Just remember in the winter Far beneath the bitter snows Lies the seed that with the sun’s love in the spring becomes the rose. — Bette […]

28 Days

04.17.00 Monday Man, this is not a way to live, this is a way to die. — 28 Days You should probably be out of the grip of your own personal addiction before you go to see the movie. I only say that because if you don’t, you will find the first part of it […]

Yeah, right.

04.13.00 Thursday To be a well favoured man is the gift of fortune; but to write and read comes by nature. — William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing, III:3 That smell I was thinking of that makes my knees go weak, it turns out it is Anaïs Anaïs soap in a tiny little green round […]

Poke me, would ya?

04.12.00 Wednesday Du hast mich gefragt, und ich habe nichts gesagt. (You asked me, and I did not say.) — Rammstein, Du Hast The Longo’s grocery store around the corner is a never ending source of amusement to me. It is constantly staffed with high school age girls all working to earn extra cash for […]

Introspection Part ?

04.06.00 Thursday An intellectual is someone whose mind watches itself. — Albert Camus, Notebooks Allow me if you will to take a step back. Away from the whole Simon and Jenny thing that lingers, away from the Journals-L and Diary-L arena and back into a little of the good old “Let’s open Simon up and […]

Lazy Ass

04.05.00 Wednesday It is not the critic who counts, not the man that points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives […]

April 2000

April 2000. I am not entirely sure what exactly happened to March, however I am pretty sure that at the end of April I will be left scratching my head wondering what just happened. If at least I am able to say that half the network installation is complete then it will be goal achieved. […]

Come Together

04.03.00 Monday Meow. – Shadow I promise, it’s in there somewhere, I just have to find it and put it here… Meanwhile, happy birthday J. Alys-Jane… Sorry I couldn’t wreck it on the day, but my timing has always been bad!! Hey, it’s an inside joke, ok?