August 25, 1999

"Every work of art is an act of faith, or we wouldn't bother to do it. It is a message in a bottle, a shout in the dark. It's saying, 'I'm here and I believe that you are somewhere and that you will answer if necessary across time, not necessarily in my lifetime.'"

- Attributed to Jeanette Winterson





Did a stupid thing a little while ago - let my dayrunner in the shopping cart at Kroger in Hendersonville...I didn't realize it until I got home. I had to turn around and go all the way back across the county to get it. It's a long-ass drive there sometimes - especially when the person you're with wants to do 45 mph all the way. AAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!




























































Drawing the Line

What is the deal between little girls and their daddies? And why is it so hard to deal with those daddies when the little girls grow up??

I've finally had enough with mine. He tells me all this ideas (insert: dreams) that he is going to do and asks me to help him. When I am ready to move on the idea and start working - he waffles. Suddenly it's not possible at the moment - there's not enough room; money, time, green M&M's (o.k...I made that last one up). If that doesn't work, he just doesn't call me for months at a time.

I'm tired of being strung out like this - on top of it, I'm not sure if this is what I really want at the moment. I know that at some point, having a horse facility (breeding, training, showing) is in the cards but I don't know if the time is now. I don't know if it's just the idea of actually doing something with my father or what. Still, I went ahead and made up a 1, 2, and 5 year plan for the farm:

YEAR ONE:

YEAR TWO:

YEAR FIVE:

That should give him enough to balk at. I figure that the organic stuff and the alternative methods of rodent control alone should be enough excuse to gripe. Like I said - I'm tired of being strung along. It's time to draw the line and move on. It's to the point where I just want to tell him that he needs to f*** off and get a life.

Hehehehe - it's kind of funny. I think I should call this phase of my life 'Living though Shock Therapy'...and I get to do all the shocking!! Most everyone seems to think I'm a silly bit of fluff...boy are they wrong!!!! LOL!

Saucer of milk at table two - Meow

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