Dear Diary

[InLove]

Dear Diary,

Oh poor pitiful me!

So, here’s the deal—I’ve been reading and reading. Lots of different things. Today, I was reading from a pretty reliable looking Muslim-Christian comparative study source, and I run across a discussion of the Codex Sinaiticus. Oops, better look it up. When I look it up, I discover that it is a fourth-century uncial…but wait, what’s that? Better look that up… Oh. Okay. It means majiscule. Well now, that certainly clears things up, doesn’t it? Ahh…majiscule simply refers to capital letters. Well, why didn’t they just say so in the first place?

Now where was I? Never mind…I’m going to go play the piano.

Mood: frustrated
Music: none yet, but about to make my own!

[pattimax]

Dear Inlove,

Please don't over complicate things.


Biblical manuscripts produced in the codex form were all handcopied in Greek capital letters on parchment from older manuscripts. Nearly 250 of these manuscripts in codex form are now preserved in various libraries and museums. They have been dated from the fourth to the eleventh centuries. The oldest and most complete is Codex Sinaiticus now in the British Museum. It was discovered accidentally in 1844 by a Russian scholar in a monastery at the foot of Mount Sinai. It contains all the New Testament and most of the Old. Another important codex from the fourth century is in the Vatican Library in Rome. A fifth-century manuscript of the four Gospels is known as Codex Washingtonianus and is housed in the Freer Gallery of Art in Washington, D. C.

Your Diary
current mood: playful smart ass (LOL)
music: Changing what it means to be Happy

[InLove]

Dear Diary--

Writing this down to remind myself:

1. This is the lounge (go easy on the Biblical research terminology, no matter how frustrated you get, or how cute you are trying to be, haha. )

2. K.I.S.S. (keep it simple, sweetheart)

Thanks.

Mood: Tired
Music: Soundscapes on the telly (lots of chimey, relaxing, rustic stuff)

InPeace,
InLove

[YO-ELEVEN-11]

Dear Diary,

I just threw up the red pill, I wonder if I should take another one or just try the blue pill instead. Decisions decisions. Oh Well, red pill it is.

[ardenz]

Dear Diary,

beautiful day, got some time off until this evening when otherhalf and I are going out to a "black tie" - entails dressing up, which is not my forte. Will try my best. Meanwhile thinking of visiting my elderly mother and taking her and her dog out for a walk in the woods. Requires ball throwing.

Off for lunch - til later

[Ciel]

Dear Diary,

It's now the third day of "white out", the sun hidden like a winter sun behind cloud mists. It feels strangely nuclear or is it "new clear", filtering and skimming the suface of the great soup of existence as though the moon is walking the earth. Here on the hill a certain peace, birds sing through empty space. The garden continues to grow in the stillness. I fill the house with fresh flowers, create sunshine life.

Mood......... clear.

Music ....... bird song.

[17th Angel]

Dear Diary,

Bored as hell..... Friday, only 2 and a half hours till I get to freedom... Mmmm a whole weekend... Blessings, for small mercies... Going to the Royal Cornwall show tomorrow should be fun.... But, for now I will idle my time away by making pointless pictures in photoshop and drowning myself in coffee....

Mood: dull and blunted.....
Music: Dj Shrek - Show me heaven.

[Tao_Equus]

Dear diary,

When is a day not a day...? When it's today. Yes diary another day that was a non-day, waking hours that passed almost unseen before the glare of my monitor. I learned a few things sure, but sometimes there is little comfort even in that and I know I should of use my precious free time doing something..... more. But I cant unwind it and start again.

Almost 11pm. In an hour I'm going to head along to a party in the hope that I am not the only sober one there. Perhaps I should have gone to the bar first and got on the same plane as everybody else but (a) I was too lazy and (b) I got rather well stewed last week and dont want to make it a weekly norm. I aint a 30 something anymore.

Mood, quiet and ready for bed

Music, Something by Morcheeba

[Ciel]

Dear Diary,

Sun up..... hot hot hot.

Went to the car boot sale this morning. Every one very relaxed. Love the simple interaction, nothing other than what it is.......found myself in gift mode, bought a framed Picasso, the one of three hands holding a bunch of flowers, for my sister. Indigo print napkins for a friend. Intricate wood cuts for a man who carves wood. Glass salad servers for the serving. A batik sarong for the sun. Espadrilles, the best footwear ever, for... myself.

Loved the smiles.

Mood...... Is there one.......... ? ........

Music....... Grooving on a sunny afternoon.

[17th Angel]

Dear diary,

It be Monday........ Give me strength to get through this.


Mood: Monday mood.
Music: I don't like Mondays

[pattimax]

Dear 17th,

Sorry, no strength here. Just a sounding board.
Thurdays are good.

Your Diary

Mood: watching clock
Music: Peculiar People/ Mute Math

[Ciel]

Dear Diary,

I want to take all the labels off every thing in the supermarket.
So we can taste the life of life as it is........... without name.

Mood......what is this thing mood?

Music..... Ah, yes!

[17th Angel]

(oh I wonder what is in this tin... Oh it looks yummy.. *tastes* Ugh... dog food.... How, nice this taste of life is.......)