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2008-06-17
Play that funky music

Wow, I've been in a funk lately. Of course, I've been helping it out by listening to the most depressing playlists ever assembled: Cat Power, Bright Eyes, Jose Gonzalez, the gang's all here! ~Seriously, though, I think it's due to facing, for the first time ever in my life, real challenges. It's scary, and I'm scared. I know I spend a lot of time worrying and fretting and feeling helpless, but I usually come through in the end and do that which requires guts. I know that. I've never needed support, but I do wish I had it.

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2008-06-15
Randomness
I get a serious kick out of the google searches that people perform to find this site, but it's always freaky when someone searches my name specifically. I like to think I remain unknown, but I don't think I'm doing a good job of it. Should I ever manage to publish my book conventionally, I fear legions of angry Church of Christ preachers descending to accuse me of just having a bone to pick with "the Lord's Church" . . . but oh well.

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2008-06-14
The Master Plan
I think it was St Francis de Sales who wrote in Introduction to the Devout Life that one of the tricks of the devil is to distract us with more projects than we can possibly finish, so that we will end up finishing nothing, and be of no use at all. Given its applicability (is that a word? It is now) to my life, I've probably blogged about it before, but wow, is it ever apropos for me.


I'd kind of reached a point where I was a total slacker, and was letting everything go. I think I have this need to let things get really bad in order to motivate me to take action. I'm sure I need therapy for this. Whatever, the point is, everything was at a standstill. Despite having finished the semester with straight As, I wasn't even sure why I was in school any longer; I wanted to quit writing; I had no idea what at all to do with my life.


So in the last two weeks I roused myself from my slacker stupor and got together a Plan to Fix All My Problems. Items included are as follows:


*No, I don't have my GED. Yes, I got into college without it. No, I don't know how. Ask the admissions board.


Anyway, so as you can see, my Master Plan is doing a great job of requiring me to do about a thousand things right now! Wednesday I go to register for the GED, and July 2 I actually start a new job; a non-horrible job I'm looking forward to. I registered for Spanish in the fall and I'm sewing madly. I also received my stimulus check and sent its modest amount straightaway to one of my credit cards, paying it off (still have two to go, one easily dealt with, the other . . . not so much). That leaves my book. . . . and today I'm working on formatting it from html to a .doc format. Although, as you can see, I'm not being very diligent about it.

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