Dear Diary

[dauer]

Dear Diary,

Today I went to the Arnold Arboretum with my dad. We were going to go hiking but his suggestion sounded good. It's a cool place and even though we both have a good sense of direction we got lost a few times. Then after we went out to eat at a really nice vegan Thai restaurant. Normally I don't go out to eat on Shabbos but family always comes first. We got spring rolls, these fried triangle appetizers, a yummy padang curry with vegan shrimp, and a vegan beef dish in a brown sauce. All of the veggies and herbs tasted really fresh. We went in the middle of the afternoon and the place was mostly empty. Half of it is a restaurant and the other half is a bubble tea cafe. I'm going to have to take my girlfriend there for one of the hotter curries. They're also supposed to have awesome desserts.

Oh, and there was a bonsai tree at the arboretum that was older than the US. :O

Mood: tired
Music: A car just honked outside: A collection of ambient city sounds to lull you to sleep

[pattimax]

Dear Diary,

I ate fried green tomatoes at the “Whistle Stop Café ” yesterday.


Current mood: sleepy
sound: a clock is ticking and a cricket is chirping somewhere. I hope it leaves before the a.c. dries him out.

[Tao_Equus]

Dear Diary,

Was a bit too phased to write yesterday. My two guests the night before expanded to a few and rather large quantities of beer were consumed by all. These impromptu parties are always the wildest. And its left me feeling my age, the energy drain i get from having a few too many beers is simply not worth it.
The aftermath, not a cup, glass, plate or bowl in my place that did not need washed. Popcorn and nuts everywhere. But nothing smashed and no one got so smashed that I had to clean anything really yukky.


Mood: subdued

Music: church bells peeling over the sound of kids playing in the street.

[Miss Amy]

Dear Diary

Back at work again. Why am I always here... not getting much done again. *Must look at correlation between the two.*
Just heard a staff accuse a three year old of having "oatmeal" in his ears. As must she since I hava already told her she may not say things like that...
Should I have lunchm, maybe it will unplug the ear that is plugged from my fan blowing in it all night.

Enjoyed visiting with my cousin this weekend. I love him, Scott broke his fishing rod... drama ensued. How many hours until bed time?

Oh yeah:

mood: crazy. Coming down off triple espresso (which is crazy in my normally caffeine free body)

music: toddlers running around and yelling in the IT Room...

[Tao_Equus]

Dear Diary,

After work headed to supermarket to find that the new one, that they built adjacent to old, was having its Grande Opening, so i was played into it by some local brass band playing wildly out of synch. Good thing was that all fresh produce was 70% off!! So i bought me a ton of tomatoes, to make sauce, and cherries to make some jam. Also bought a load of lamb for the freezer, but saved a bit back for a nice hot curry I made for my dinner. Nina does not like lamb or Indian food but soon polished off a bowl and used the nan bread to leave not a trace of sauce left. Funny how people enjoy what they dont like aint it

Mood, knackered

Music: the whirr of the fan on this computer and the woeful clicking of my 2 finger typing.

[dauer]

Dear Diary,

Oh G!d I don't know how to say this. I feel like such a putz. I've been holding onto this for a few weeks now but I can't keep living this lie any longer. I've met someone, a blogspot blog. It's just, well you can be so facile and she's, she's so deep. And she's focused! A niche blog, you know? You barely touch on anything meaningful and you get distracted so easily. She's different.

I don't mean this as an attack. I don't want to hurt you. I love both of you. Can't I have my cake and eat it to? Baby, I can't choose between the two of you. I love that thing you do with your mood and music listings. It gets me so... so... Heck you know what it does to me. You drive me wild, Diary. But it's just not enough.

I should just come out and say it. I've been cheating on my blogspot blog with you, not the other way around. So let's keep things on the DL and we can keep having our special times. All I really wanted was a little fling, a little spice, but I can't leave you now. You get so crazy in blog.

Mood: Insatiable
Music: The Hunter Gets Captured By The Game by Massive Attack and Tracey Thorn

[Tao_Equus]

Dear Diary,

Took a little walk up the river bank today since the weather was so fine. For years you never saw anyone fishing there but now there is someone every few yards with his stick. Funny how 'sheepish' they look as you pass them, like they are embarrassed for some reason. Maybe they should be....so many of them cant be good for the fish stocks and this year there are no sign of the herons that had only in recent years returned.
Once I reached the wooded area the smell of wild garlic filled my senses and made me hungry. Masses of pig nuts made me wish I had brought a trowel to reap this untapped harvest of delicious food. Next time. I have not made anything from the wild harvest for several years now but this past year I have been saving jars ready to make some pickles and jams. I made a few small pots of cherry Jam last night.
Reminds me I need to get some demi-johns for wine making later in the year.

Mood: passive

Music : enigma on the radio...sound of kids playing outside.

[wil]

Dear Diary,

Some interesting times on the farm lately. We got some know it all who claims to know it all which raised the hackles on all the rest of the know it alls and even though we were havin fun Mom and the aunts got upset because they told the know it all he couldn't play with us before but we all didn't know that and so far he really wasn't so bad and it was sort of our problem but it ain't really our farm we just are tennant farmers tilling the fields and stirring the soils we sort of have been self weeding but every now and the decision from one of the foreman is to use paraquat on some weed and then the consortium says no and the foreman is reprimanded but then some other weed seems to be a problem and is irradicated....

Some said we should open up a new field and let the weeds grow there, and we could play there too, but they've got other plans for the farm, they say it has been growing nicely but I think they are actually preparing to put in 55 and over condos and we kids won't have anywhere to play.

I'm just a little outta sorts, been watchin the world go by, some of my friends are more upset...sorta apathetic but don't wanna be...just don't know....

[Faithfulservant]

Dear Diary

I am so totally loving all this rain and the storms wow! Its bittersweet because it reminds me of home

Well Im losing my job in a couple months..stupid mergers... they are moving my department to Greenville NC whats up with that grrrr. So Im applying other places.. this one in particular pays really really good.. more money than I can imagine but its by the galleria mall and that means snobs driving sports cars eww. I dont like the commute obviously and I dont really like the shift and Im not sure I want to get into Insurance because I think thats even worse than tax collecting... so Im not sure.. I might have just answered my own questions about whether I want it or not. Thanks Diary.. your a pal

[I, Brian]

Dear Diary -

It's 11:30pm and I'm still working.

The in-laws came to stay for a while last week and I've suddenly realised that they go home in a few days. I get on well with them and feel guilty that I haven't been able to take them on more drives around the countryside. The weather is turning sunny again and there are so many places it seems we haven't taken them with the kids. MAybe I'll take some time on Friday off to show them somewhere. Maybe on Saturday instead of popping down to the local beach, we'll go on a drive to the Black Isle and visit the beach there.

Get as much work done now as possible to try and free up some quality time, but can't wait for Friday, when I'm not allowed to work past 8pm and instead break open a few tins of cider and listen to music.

- Brian

[juantoo3]

Dear dairy,

It turns out I'm lactose intolerant so I really shouldn't be here...

Mood: playful

Music: the humm of my computer.

Edit: OOOOPS, sorry!

[juantoo3]

Dear diary,

Just got done posting a response to a thoughtful post left by Tao. It's been hectic lately, what with the wife and I finally settling on a house to buy, and the sellers accepting our offer. I feel it was a good deal for both, we ended up with a reasonable price and terms, and they received a fair price in this market even if not the full asking price. It will be a huge change for me, moving back to the city, it's been a long time. At least this city is relatively quiet and clean, and it will knock about an hour and a half every day of commuting time off of my schedule. Of course, there is concern I may have to take on a second job to help pay the increased expenses like taxes and utilities. I trust G-d on this, my prayer has always been that if He does not want this, or anything, for us, then we don't want it either. (even if we might think we do)

Mood: circumspect

Music: the humm of my antiquated computer.

[YO-ELEVEN-11]

Dear Diary,

Why oh why did I take the red pill?

[17th Angel]

Dear Diary,

It is 10am... I want to go to bed... Or let darkness consume me, and simply die..... Again at work, bored, alone.... Torture believe me.... Still feeling slightly stoned from the past evening... I think I am going to go out behind the offices and toke up again, to dull my senses and keep me from going on a killing spree.........

P.s I hate work...

[wil]

Dear Diary,

Do you, you feel like I do? Woke up this morning with a wine glass in my hand
Whose wine, what wine, where the hell did I dine? Must have been a dream I don’t believe where I’ve been. Come on - lets do it again.

You know while that was my life for years...and who knows may be again someday. I'm thinking of taking up all the vices again when I turn 69. In reality, who'da thunk it, I so appreciate not being in a the fog that I couldn't imagine living without. I mean I used to look at the status quo and go yuck...and now I am one. and enjoying the piss out of it!